Of course, Zhen Zhibing was in the middle of it, and said with another salute: "The family teacher often warns the younger generations that learning martial arts is to strengthen the body, and not to show off in front of others. ”

"However, the 'Seven Heroes of Jiangnan' and the family teacher have also been friends for many years, so I have a discussion with the two Guo Shi brothers, which can be regarded as mutual learning between the brothers and sisters. Since the seniors have a life, the disciples dare not obey. ”

"The hall is cramped, you might as well go to the backyard to practice martial arts, right?" Guo Mo hurriedly suggested.

So, the group walked out of the "Seven Sages Hall", passed through the middle gate, and walked straight to the backyard.

Guo Mo pulled Guo Jing and walked at the end intentionally or unintentionally.

Guo Mo whispered to Guo Jing: "Big brother, you can do it with this Zhen Daoist for a while, you can't use 'left and right fighting', don't do your best first, let him use as much kung fu as possible, if you can let him use all the martial arts he has learned, it will be great." ”

Seeing Guo Jing's confused face, Guo Mo continued: "If you see that his moves are almost done, find a way to end the fight." But remember: you must end the competition with the big brother you lose a little move, you must not win the other party, and you can't let him see that you deliberately gave in and lost. ”

The time was too tight, and Guo Mo didn't have time to explain too much to Guo Jing, so the group came to the backyard martial arts training ground.

Zhen Zhibing and Guo Jing both stood in the center of the venue, Zhen Zhibing looked at Guo Jing's appearance, as if the other party was unwilling to make the first move, so he arched his hand and said: "The sword has no eyes, let's compare our fists and feet today." Brother Guo, please advise".

After speaking, his body shook slightly, and he suddenly approached, and with a move of "pushing the window to look at the moon", he pressed his palm to Guo Jing's chest.

Guo Jing saw that the other party's single palm was approaching, he was not in a hurry, and stretched out his right palm to directly receive Zhen Zhibing's palm, which was the "sealed" in the upgraded version of the "Nanshan Palm Method".

With a "bang", the two palms collided together, and Zhen Zhibing felt a strong force coming from Guo Jing's palm, and hurriedly called the dantian and poured his right arm. Even so, Zhen Zhibing still took a step back, and his blood surged.

secretly shouted, "What a lot of strength", but I didn't know that Guo Jing used fifty percent of his strength just now. In this way, the two of them exchanged fists, inserted and changed moves, and fought in one place.

Twenty people can't see each other, whether it is Guo Jing or the people watching the battle on the sidelines, it has already been seen that Guo Jing is obviously a step higher.

Guo Jing, that's one move and one style, calm, steady, and unhurried.

On the other hand, Zhen Zhibing, as if he was restrained by his moves, attacked frequently, but always returned in vain.

The two of them fought back and forth, and saw that fifty rounds had passed.

Guo Mo was on the side, staring without blinking. Zhen Zhibing's moves, footwork, and responses all fell into Guo Mo's eyes, giving him a comprehensive understanding of the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect for the first time.

"Simple and generous, upright and peaceful", this is Guo Mo's basic impression of the Quanzhen Sect.

After playing for a while, I saw that Zhen Zhibing's nose and sideburns were already sweating, and Guo Jing's forehead was slightly damp.

Guo Mo didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to whom, but he just heard him say there: "I've been fighting long enough, I don't know if the eldest brother will win?" The voice was not loud, but it just made Guo Jing in the fight hear it really.

At this time, Zhen Zhibing in the field was also a little anxious, gritted his teeth, used ten percent of his strength, pointed his feet on the ground, shot himself into the air, probed his palm with his left hand, and punched with his right hand.

This trick, Zhen Zhibing didn't learn it for a long time, and he couldn't grasp it very well, and today he saw that he couldn't win for a long time, so he rashly used it.

Guo Jing saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly made a move "King Kong Iron Plate Bridge", and his upper body leaned back as much as he could, but who knew that garlic was suddenly mixed under his feet, and one was unstable, with eight forks on his back, and fell to the ground.

"Big brother", Guo Mo saw this and took the lead in running into the field.

Guo Jing had already stood up, his face was slightly red, and he arched his hand: "Daoist Zhen is clever, Guo Jing is invincible, admire, admire." And he stood aside, and said no more.

Zhen Zhibing was overjoyed when he saw that he had won, but said on the surface: "Where, where, Xiaodao was also a fluke just now, if you want to take a few more moves, Xiaodao is estimated to be unable to catch it, and Brother Guo Shi will admit it."

The letter has been delivered, and a reply has been received, and he has personally "tested" Guo Jing's martial arts, and Zhen Zhibing can be regarded as complacent.

I heard the master say that his senior brother Yang Kang is sensitive and studious, and his martial arts are even higher than his own, and now he has confirmed that Guo Jing is not his opponent, and he is also full of confidence that Senior Brother Yang Kang will win two years later.

Zhen Zhibing's wish was fulfilled, so he said goodbye to the "Seven Monsters of Jiangnan" again and left.

Guo Jing and Guo Mo, followed the four masters, and returned to the "Seven Sages Hall" to sit down again.

"Mo'er, what do you think?" Master Fu Ke Zhen asked evilly.

"Master, in the competition just now, the disciple told the eldest brother in advance that he intended to let Zhen Zhibing reveal more of the Quanzhen Sect's kung fu, so that the disciple could observe it", Guo Mo paused and organized his language.

The disciple discovered that the Quanzhen Sect Kung Fu really lived up to its reputation. However, after all, the Quanzhen Sect is based on internal strength, supplemented by moves, and the more you cultivate to the later stage, the more powerful your kung fu will become. Therefore, a young disciple, no matter how skilled and subtle his moves are, when he encounters an opponent of the same level, he has little chance of winning against the enemy. ”

"From the disciple's point of view, Yang Kang's kung fu should be above this Zhen Zhibing, but it will not be much stronger than the eldest brother, at most it will be between the two middles, not to mention that there are still two years to go." Guo Mo slowed down, "Big brother is fully capable of advancing to the ranks of second-rate masters within two years, and it is even possible to reach the intermediate level of second-rate ranks." ”

Hearing Guo Mo say this, several masters were taken aback. Now among the Seven Monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, the boss Ke Zhenwei doesn't dare to say that he has reached the second-rate intermediate level, the fourth Nan Xiren can barely enter the second-rate, and Han Xiaoying is still hovering at the top of the third-rate, not to mention the other four, all of whom are properly third-rate intermediate or low-level level.

Now Guo Mo actually threatened that Guo Jing could reach the second-rate within two years, or even the second-rate intermediate level? No one can believe it, after all, the current Guo Jing can only have a draw with Han Xiaoying at most.

Everyone suddenly thought again, if two years later, Guo Jing can reach the second-rate intermediate level, then what level should Guo Mo reach?

Everyone suddenly stopped calming.

However, seeing Guo Mo's sworn look, Boss Ke laughed twice, lowered his wand, and went back to retreat again.

Nan Xiren didn't say a word, turned around and went back to cultivation himself.

Han Xiaoying looked at Guo Jing, then at Guo Mo, smiled bitterly, and pulled Zhang Asheng away.

The days have returned to their former peace.

The lives of Guo Jing and Guo Mo are almost rigid.

The two of them practiced martial arts in the backyard during the day, polished their internal strength in the house at night, and every seven days, they also went to the barren mountain in the north on time to meet the mysterious Taoist and practice the inner strength.

Repeat the cycle.