Yang Guo took the porcelain plate with his fingers It seems simple, but it contains the secret weapon technique of the ancient tomb school and the "introduction" and "turning" of the dog-beating stick method.

As soon as he made this move, the crowd applauded, Yin Kexi secretly rejoiced, Ma Guangzuo clapped his hands, only Xiao Xiangzi's face was even more gloomy.

However, Yang Guo did not stop after taking the porcelain plate, and as soon as he vomited his internal strength, the porcelain plate was shot back by him with the unique method of the ancient tomb sect, and the speed was faster, the rotation was more intense, and the momentum was more fierce!

Xiao Xiangzi saw the momentum of the plate flying, he knew that he couldn't pick it up empty-handed, he was trying to break the plate with a stick, but the mourning stick just lifted, and he put it down, just turned sideways and avoided the porcelain plate.

"Hmph! Today, I will let the porcelain plate you send out hurt your own people, and see what kind of face you have to be presumptuous in front of me again!" Xiao Xiangzi looked at Yang Guo and thought coldly.

After the porcelain plate flew past him, there was an exclamation from the seat behind him, but the chaos he expected did not happen, but he felt a strong wind hitting the back of his head, he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, and at the same time the crying stick stood up, "snap", the porcelain plate hit the steel rod, and immediately fell apart.

"Zombie ghost, I was kind enough to return your plate, how did you break it?

Xiao Xiangzi knew that he had lost in this fight, so he couldn't help but be shocked and suspicious, and asked, "Young man, who are you?"

"If you want to know who I am, it's up to you to be qualified. Yang Guo said: "Among the remaining three of you, your martial arts are the highest. I don't take advantage of you, since it's a competition, of course, I have to choose the best opponent, lest you find an excuse after you lose. Let's try this competition. ”

Guo'er's move was a bit capricious, he knew that Ma Guangzuo's martial arts were the weakest, so he should be safe. Guo Jing shook his head and said.

Huang Rong said: "Why do you have such a useless heart? Guo'er's intelligence is not below me, since he chose Xiaoxiangzi, he naturally has the certainty of winning." ”

Guo Jing heard this. I couldn't help but nod.

When Guo Jing and Huang Rong were talking about Yang Guo, the Jinlun National Master on the other side also paid attention to Yang Guo, he looked at Yang Guo in the middle of the hall, and asked Huo Du in Mongolian language, "Where did this young man come from?"

Huo Du replied: "Master, the disciple has only met him once, but his identity is not clear, but he seems to have a lot of relationship with the beggar gang. ”

The Golden Wheel National Master nodded slightly, and then asked, "Then do you know what his preferences are?"

Huo Du thought about it for a moment and remembered that Yang Guo had asked for a string of red sandalwood prayer beads from Darba. He said, "He seems to be more fond of gold, silver and jewelry. ”

The Golden Wheel National Master said: "Since he likes gold and silver, things are much easier. You get in touch with him privately to see if you can get him over. ”

Huo Du complained in his heart, but he still bowed down to respond.

But it was said that after Xiao Xiangzi heard Yang Guo's request for battle, he strode out with a mourning stick in his hand, came to the field, and said coldly: "I want to see, except for some juggling who threw plates." What else are you capable of?"

Yang Guo said with a smile: "Naturally, there are a lot of skills, but the best skill I am at is catching ghosts." Especially catching zombie ghosts like you. ”

Xiao Xiangzi said coldly: "Don't talk big, you show your blade and make a move." ”

Yang Guo said: "Zombie ghost, dare to compete with me empty-handed?"

Xiao Xiangzi said: "Why don't you dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white shadow flash in front of him, and a fist changed from small to large, hitting him in the face. He was slightly startled. Without bending his knees, he suddenly drifted back three feet.

Yang Guo withdrew his right fist, and his left fist continued to be struck, and the target of the attack was still Xiao Xiangzi's face.

Xiao Xiangzi raised his arms upwards and stretched out straight forward. The probe claw grabbed Yang Guo's chest. He did not stop Yang Guo's fists, as if he wanted to fight Yang Guo with his life.

Yang Guo guessed that Xiao Xiangzi's moves were different, and his right hand used a grappling technique, grabbed his left palm, and then used the word "winding" to stick to the edge of his palm, and finally used the word "citation" to bring his left palm to the right palm, and immediately became a situation where Xiao Xiangzi's left palm hit his right palm.

Xiao Xiangzi saw Yang Guo's arm move, and before he could even see Yang Guo's moves clearly, his left palm lost direction inexplicably, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Yang Guopiao stepped forward, his hands came out together, or punched, or palmed, or grappled, the shots were dense, and the moves were unpredictable, as if a large net had been laid out, enveloping Xiao Xiangzi's body.

This is exactly the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

When Yang Guo's martial arts were shallow and weak, he was able to rely on the subtlety of this set of martial arts to collect eighty-one sparrows around his body and could not fly out. At this time, his internal strength has entered the hall, and when he comes out again, how much more powerful is it ten times greater?

That Xiao Xiangzi wanted to find a gap to fight back, but after he fell to the bottom of his move, he couldn't get the first opportunity. As far as the eye can see, the sky is full of palm shadows, like a goddess scattering flowers, dazzling. He was shocked in his heart, and he hurriedly tried his best to guard against it, but the idea of counterattacking was directly thrown out of his mind.

Seeing Yang Guo's footwork in the field, his posture was elegant, between a fist and a palm, he was extremely ethereal and dust-free, and he couldn't help but be amazed, and he was fascinated by it, and he forgot to cheer.

Guo Jing also let out a light "huh" and asked Huang Rong: "What kind of martial arts is this?

Huang Rong said thoughtfully: "Guo'er has successively worshiped the Quanzhen Sect and the Tomb Sect, but we are all familiar with the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, and there is no such clever technique, and the rest is naturally the martial arts of the Tomb Sect." ”

Guo Jingsi and the strange woman in the ancient tomb who could be compared to Wang Chongyang, it was natural for her to have such martial arts, so she nodded.

While the two of them were talking, their eyes were fixed on the field, and in the time of more than a dozen breaths, the situation in the field became more urgent.

Yang Guo's palms are like casting an invisible net, trapping Xiao Xiangzi in it, and the light skills are displayed, suddenly on the left, suddenly on the right, in front of him, and suddenly in the back. And the strength of his hands gradually strengthened, and the palm momentum became more and more vigorous, Xiao Xiangzi was like a fish caught in a net, and gradually even breathing was not smooth.

Nemo Xing, Yin Kexi, Ma Guangzuo and others were secretly frightened, and they couldn't understand why Yang Guo was able to practice such a good martial art at such a young age.

The eyes of the Golden Wheel National Master flashed, and he thought in his heart: "The Central Plains is full of talents, and this young man's achievements are limitless, but it is not the blessing of my Great Mongolia." ”

After another while, Xiao Xiangzi gradually felt exhausted. In order to defend against Yang Guo's tight offensive, his energy was highly concentrated, and his physical fitness dropped greatly, and his movements inevitably began to slow down a little. As a result, holes began to appear in the defensive circle in front of him, and the holes were getting bigger and bigger.

"In this competition, you can win. Guo Jing couldn't help laughing.

The group of heroes also thought like this, thinking that there were still a few tricks Yang Guo could defeat Xiao Xiangzi.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the field.

A figure rose from the palm shadow in the sky, and then the stick shadow was heavy, and hit Yang Guo head.

"Phew! shameless! Didn't you say a good empty-handed contest?" "The Tartars have already lost, and this zombie ghost has broken his promise and used weapons!" "The lackeys of the Mongolian Tartars are really villains, and they talk like farts!"

When the heroes saw Xiao Xiangzi take out a mourning stick, they shouted and scolded one after another. However, the Golden Wheel National Master only frowned slightly, but did not say a word, and let the two people in the field continue to fight.

Yang Guo saw that he was about to win, but Xiao Xiangzi suddenly showed his blade, and immediately reversed the situation and resolved the crisis.

The mourning stick was about three feet long, made of stainless steel, and when it turned around, it formed a gray curtain, stopping all of Yang Guo's attacks. And as the so-called "one inch long, one inch strong", Xiao Xiangzi held a stick, and the range of the attack was immediately doubled, but it was Yang Guo's palms, which were no longer a threat to him.

Yang Guo avoided Xiao Xiangzi's volley as he walked, and went around Xiao Xiangzi's back to attack him. However, Xiao Xiangzi has a blade to protect himself, but he no longer needs to have Yang Yang's elusive light skills. Whenever he couldn't keep up with Yang Guo's speed, he only needed to dance the mourning stick to calmly defuse Yang Guo's offensive. And he can also find a gap to fight back, and slowly regain the disadvantage.

"Guo'er has no blade on his body, but it is difficult to win. Guo Jing turned his head to Sun Buer and said, "Daochang Sun, borrow your sword for use." ”

Sun Buer happily handed out the long sword, Guo Jing held the sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Come on, take the sword!" After that, he stretched out his hand and sent the sword out of Pingping.

His shoulders and arms did not move, only his wrists exerted, but the long sword shot straight into the field like a crossbow arrow.

Yang Guo stretched out his hand to catch it, but Xiao Xiangzi's stick move suddenly became sharp and hit Yang Guo on the head. Yang Guo had no choice but to retreat.

Xiao Xiangzi forced Yang Guo away, smiled coldly, and swung his stick to hit the sword, wanting to knock the long sword away. However, as soon as the steel rod in his hand touched the long sword, his whole body couldn't help but shake, and the mourning stick suddenly bounced upward, almost flying out of his hand.

Xiao Xiangzi couldn't help but be shocked, and he hurriedly strengthened his hands, and finally held the mourning stick in his hand again, but the tiger mouths of his hands had been cracked open and blood flowed out.

"What a strong force!" Xiao Xiangzi flashed such a thought in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel afraid of Guo Jing.

It turned out that Guo Jing had long expected that Xiao Xiangzi would intercept him halfway, and he had seen that Yang Guo's gravitational force and unloading method were extremely clever, so he attached a great force to the long sword. If the long sword is caught by Yang Guo, it can use this force to attack the enemy, and if the enemy wants to knock the long sword away, he will collide with this force head-on.

Xiao Xiangzi didn't know the details inside, and he suffered a dark loss as soon as he made a move.

The long sword was knocked away by Xiao Xiangzi's stick and flew straight to the side. At this time, Yang Guo flew up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword back into his hand. Then he jumped in the air, came to the top of Xiao Xiangzi's head, and slashed down with a sword.

Xiao Xiangzi had used this trick before, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Guo returned the original trick. (To be continued......)