Someone in the stands was afraid, but there was also someone in the audience who was full of thoughts.

Just as Yang Guo was about to step off the stage, Lu Qingdu jumped on the competition platform with a strange cry and yelled at Yang Guo: "Yang Guo little brute, you dare to steal your own martial arts, it's bold!"

Zhao Zhijing in the stands couldn't help but secretly curse a "fool", and he couldn't wait to slap Lu Qingdu, an idiot, who is usually very smart, why did he make stupid mistakes one after another today? What Zhao Zhijing didn't know was that although Lu Qingdu nodded in front of him, he was looking forward, in fact, he had extremely strong self-esteem, and he hated others to look down on him, which is why he would rather not bully the little disciple shamelessly than fight with other disciples with real swords and guns, in his opinion, as long as he can win, no matter what the process is, it will be more face-saving than losing.

Just now I saw that Yang Guo actually won the disciple who couldn't even beat himself, and I looked down on Yang Guo in my heart, but at this moment, I found that I was inferior to him, and my self-esteem was stimulated, so I was so angry that I ran to the stage to take responsibility.

Yang Guo was also amused, looked at the fat man in front of him and said, "As a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, why can't I learn this martial art?

"You...... You ......"

Hearing Yang Guo say this, his dizzy head was a little clearer, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, Chen Qingsong walked past him, and when he was about to step down, he mocked: "Jumping beam clown!"

In the eyes of all the disciples, isn't it just that? If the disciples don't learn the martial arts of the disciples, should they learn the martial arts of other sects, which is really a big joke in the world.

Hearing the ridicule of the audience, Lu Qingdu's brain was carried away by anger again, and he said angrily to Yang Guo: "These are not the martial arts taught by the master, where did you learn it, there are rules in the door, disciples are not allowed to learn martial arts from other uncles and uncles in private, so as not to confuse the kung fu, and it is better to recruit them truthfully!"

Yang Guo didn't know that there was such a rule, and he could hear the discussion of the disciples in the audience, presumably Lu Qingdu was not lying.

"I don't know which junior brother taught Yang Guo's swordsmanship in private? Why don't you say hello to my master?" Zhao Zhijing was also talking with Lu Qingdu at this time, in fact, he also had this idea in his heart, and first turned his attention to Zhen Zhibing, because in the Quanzhen Sect, he and Guo Jing are the most familiar, and it can't be Yang Guo who is taught by the master himself!

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't look at me, since Yang Guo has already worshiped you as a teacher, how can I teach martial arts in private, it will only be harmful to him. Zhen Zhibing looked at Zhao Zhijing and hurriedly explained, thinking in his heart how could he be so impertinent.

Zhao Zhijing bowed slightly, and then looked at Yang Guo on the stage, and I don't know if he believed it or not.

"Then I'm curious, I don't know what martial arts the master has taught me? Yang Guo is not afraid, when a person wants to leave, even if there are all kinds of excuses, he is not afraid of what Lu Qingdu will say.

"The little beast still doesn't admit it, the master has only taught you since you entered the door......" Lu Qingdu was also carried away by the anger at this moment, and he really dared to say anything, how could Zhao Zhijing let him be so open-mouthed, before he finished speaking, he had already flown to the stage, slapped him out, and woke him up at the same time!

"Bastard!"

"Division...... Master, the disciple is at fault, the disciple is at fault!" Lu Qingdu only felt that his head had never been clear, and hurriedly crawled to Zhao Zhijing's side and knelt down, and kept kowtowing to admit his mistake.

"Yang Guo, you are really good! Waste, get up!" Zhao Zhijing looked at Yang Guo who was standing aside, his voice was cold like never before, and then he kicked Lu Qingdu, who was still kowtowing there.

"Division...... Master!" Lu Qingdu got up tremblingly.

Zhao Zhijing's mouth opened slightly, but he didn't hear the voice, but he saw that Lu Qingdu's face was constantly changing, first from puzzled to fear, and then from fear to excitement, and the whole person looked crazy.

After everything was done, Zhao Zhijing went back to the stands in a vertical and horizontal manner, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Zhen Zhibing and Zhang Zhiguang glanced at each other, and saw that there was nothing unusual, just as Zhao Zhijing taught the apprentice, so they didn't say anything, after all, this time the two of them mainly assisted Zhao Zhijing to preside.

Just when Yang Guo was puzzled, Lu Qingdu suddenly laughed and said, and then provoked Yang Guo: "Yang Guo little brute, didn't you steal the swordsmanship, dare to fight with me?"

couldn't help but Yang Guo was stunned, even the disciples in the audience were also stunned, when did this pus bag become so bold, Yang Guo won Chen Qingsong, how dare Lu Qingdu make an appointment with Yang Guo?

"Heh, it's rare that you have the guts, why not?" If you say that you still have some scruples about beating someone else Yang Guo and are restrained, then he is still very happy to beat this dog's leg.

"Good"

Lu Qingdu immediately picked up the wooden sword that Chen Qingsong put aside, and confronted Yang Guo. He is not as polite as Chen Qingsong to Yang Guo, he directly copied the sword and killed, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Guo's throat, although he has a wooden sword in his hand, but he has his own internal force blessing, even if he is holding a branch in his hand, it can also be used as a sharp weapon, not to mention the wooden sword, if this sword is this, Yang Guo must be killed.

Yang Guo could have defeated the enemy with one move, although he had no hatred for him in his heart, he was also very disgusted, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity to rectify him, so he wanted to drag it out and teach him a lesson.

The wooden sword in his hand waved forward, and a big circle picked up a sword stabbed by Lu Qingdu, and after turning around from the bottom up, a sword in turn stabbed Lu Qingdu's throat, this move is the first style of Quanzhen swordsmanship "Zhang Fan Ju Yi", but when it was approaching, the tip of the sword was raised three inches upwards, and the sword body slapped its right cheek horizontally, although the hand made a wooden sword, but Yang Guo's strength was so great, it was directly fanned out of him, fortunately, the wooden sword in his hand was tough, otherwise it had to be broken.

Lu Qingdu immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even a few broken teeth were spit out, Lu Qingdu touched his right face and picked up the broken teeth on the ground, almost crying, how could he have been beaten like this since he was a child, he really didn't expect Yang Guo to be so powerful, and he was about to admit defeat immediately, but when he thought of Zhao Zhijing's instructions, he could only be ruthless and talk to Yang Guo for a while.

Yang Guo looked at Lu Qingdu, who was feeling sorry for himself, he was very speechless, he felt that he had to change Lu Qingdu's belly pocket, he estimated that he would have to find his mother, and he didn't ink with him at the moment, and ran behind him when he bent over to pick up broken teeth, and slapped it towards his big ass with the sword body as a ring ruler.

"Ouch!"

Then there was a dramatic scene on the competition stage, Yang Guo chased Lu Qingdu's ass with a wooden sword, and Lu Qingdu kept running with his buttocks, like a monkey in a circus, which was very funny.