Chapter 242: The Three Test Questions (10)
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Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "Who win and who lose, how would you know in advance? Even for people of our level, do you think it is easy to claim victory shamelessly? Yao Xiong, please present the subjects of your test."
Huang Yaoshi had determined to give his daughter to Ouyang Ke, therefore, he had to come out with three subjects that would guarantee victory for Ouyang Ke. However, first of all, a man of his stature could not be blatantly one-sided; secondly, he did not want to offend Hong Qigong. But while he was still carefully considering what he was about to say, Hong Qigong had opened his mouth, "We all live by our fists and kicks, the test Yao Xiong will administer must be related to martial arts. If your subjects are poetry or music; reciting scriptures or painting, then we – master and disciple, will simply admit defeat and take our butts out of here; no need to lose our faces."
"Naturally," Huang Yaoshi assured him, "The first subject is martial arts competition."
"That won't do," Ouyang Feng said, "My nephew is presently wounded."
Huang Yaoshi smiled. "I know that," he said, "I cannot let two brothers have martial arts contest on the Peach Blossom Island and damage their friendship."
"They are not going to fight?" Ouyang Feng was baffled.
"That's correct," Huang Yaoshi answered.
"That's so!" Ouyang Feng smiled, "Then the test giver will try each person's martial art?"
Huang Yaoshi shook his head, "No, if I do that, nobody can guarantee that I will be fair since I can make my moves heavy or light at will. Feng Xiong, you and Qi Xiong here have reached the pinnacle of your respective martial arts skill. The fight just now was the proof, you have fought for more than a thousand moves, yet nobody knows who gained victory or suffered defeat. Feng Xiong, you test Brother Guo, and Qi Xiong, you try Brother Ouyang."
Hong Qigong thought, "This is very fair indeed. Old Heretic Huang is really smart to think of this method. Old Beggar will never come out with something like this." He laughed and said, "This method is not bad! Come, come, come! Let us play!" He beckoned Ouyang Ke.
"Wait!" Huang Yaoshi said, "There are some rules of the game we need to address. Rule number one: Brother Ouyang is injured, he cannot exert any energy, and therefore, both of them will be tested in term of martial arts, not in term of strength. Rule number two: The four of you will fight on top of these pine trees," he pointed to two big pine trees outside the bamboo pavilion, "The junior who falls to the ground first will lose. Rule number three: Feng Xiong and Qi Xiong, whoever puts too heavy pressure on the junior and accidentally injures him will lose."
"Injuring a junior is considered losing?" Hong Qigong mused.
"Certainly," Huang Yaoshi explained, "The two of you have such a high skill; if I don't have this rule, once you put forth a heavy hand, do you think the junior will live? Qi Xiong, if you even scratch Brother Ouyang's skin, you lost. The same goes to Feng Xiong. Between these two juniors, one will be my son-in-law; how can they be injured under your hands?"
Hong Qigong scratched his head and laughed, "Old Heretic Huang is really weird, really live up to his reputation. Injuring opponent will be considered lose; this strange rule has never been heard of in thousands of years. Fine! As long as it is fair, the Old Beggar will comply."
Huang Yaoshi gave a hand signal and the four of them jumped up the pine trees, forming two parties: Hong Qigong and Ouyang Ke on the right, Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing on the left. Hong Qigong still had an amused look on his face, while the other three looked serious, almost tense.
Huang Rong knew Ouyang Ke's martial art was actually higher than Guo Jing's; luckily he was injured. However, the competition on top of pine trees rely heavily on the lightness kungfu, which, obviously, Ouyang Ke had some advantage over Guo Jing. She was unable to not feeling anxious. In the meantime she heard her father's loud and clear voice, "I will count to three, then you can all start. Brother Ouyang, Brother Guo, whoever falls down to the ground first will lose!"
Huang Rong secretly thought of somehow helping Guo Jing, but Ouyang Feng's martial art was very high, how could she fight him with her present ability?
Huang Yaoshi had started to count, "One, two, three!" Four shadows danced on top of the pine trees, they have begun.
Huang Rong's gaze had never left Guo Jing, only to see he had fought for more than ten stances against Ouyang Feng in a blink of an eye. Both Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi were secretly surprised, "How did his martial art suddenly improved by leaps and bounds? He managed to fight these many moves without showing any sign of defeat."
Ouyang Feng was anxious; gradually he increased his strength bit by bit. He was afraid to injure Guo Jing. Suddenly an idea came into his mind: both his legs rotated like a wheel, trying to sweep Guo Jing's away from the pine tree. Guo Jing used the 'fei long zai tian' [Dragon flies in the sky] of his 18-Dragon Subduing Palms; repeatedly leaping high, both palms hacking down like knives trying to hit his opponent's legs.
Huang Rong's heart was thumping madly. She turned her gaze toward Hong Qigong only to see the fight took a different path. Ouyang Ke was using his lightness kungfu; leaping to the east and dodging to the west, he did not want to engage even half of Hong Qigong's moves. Hong Qigong was compelled to chase him, but Ouyang Ke was always running around. Hong Qigong thought, "This stinky creature is cunning, he is trying to buy time. Guo Jing is a dumb kid, he actually fights against the Old Poison. This way he will certainly fall to the ground first. Humph! This little rapist! Do you think the Old Beggar cannot fold you under my arm?" Suddenly he leaped high into the air, ten fingers like two steel claws striking toward Ouyang Ke's head.
Ouyang Ke saw this incoming force was swift and fierce; certainly not a contest type attack, but was intended to take his life. He was shocked and hastily tried to flee to the right. Unbeknownst to him, Hong Qigong's attack was a false one. Hong Qigong had anticipated this movement, so as soon as Ouyang Ke turned right, Hong Qigong bent his waist mid-air and flew to the right. His hands came fast toward Ouyang Ke and clearly shouted, "I don't care if I lose; today I am going to kill you stinky kid first."
Ouyang Ke was startled that Hong Qigong was able to turn his body mid-air; he was scared and froze for a moment, especially listening to Hong Qigong's shout. He did not dare to parry this attack, so frantically he stepped back to an empty air. He fell down from the tree with this thought in his mind, "I lost this first test!" But then suddenly he heard rustling noise beside him, turned out Guo Jing was also falling down from the tree next to him.
After fighting Guo Jing for quite a while, Ouyang Feng lost his patience, "If I let this kid fight me for another fifty moves; where would I keep the Western Poison's pride?" he thought. Suddenly a wicked thought came into his mind. His left hand moved lightning fast toward Guo Jing's neck while shouting loudly, "You go down!"
Guo Jing ducked this attack and lifted his left hand and tried to parry with the back of his hand. But Ouyang Feng suddenly put more force to his hand. "You … you …" Guo Jing stammered. He was going to say, "You didn't follow Huang Yaoshi's rule?" but was not able to say it because he was forced to use all his energy to withstand this attack. Ouyang Feng smiled and coldly said, "I what?" and put more force to his hand.
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Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "Who win and who lose, how would you know in advance? Even for people of our level, do you think it is easy to claim victory shamelessly? Yao Xiong, please present the subjects of your test."
Huang Yaoshi had determined to give his daughter to Ouyang Ke, therefore, he had to come out with three subjects that would guarantee victory for Ouyang Ke. However, first of all, a man of his stature could not be blatantly one-sided; secondly, he did not want to offend Hong Qigong. But while he was still carefully considering what he was about to say, Hong Qigong had opened his mouth, "We all live by our fists and kicks, the test Yao Xiong will administer must be related to martial arts. If your subjects are poetry or music; reciting scriptures or painting, then we – master and disciple, will simply admit defeat and take our butts out of here; no need to lose our faces."
"Naturally," Huang Yaoshi assured him, "The first subject is martial arts competition."
"That won't do," Ouyang Feng said, "My nephew is presently wounded."
Huang Yaoshi smiled. "I know that," he said, "I cannot let two brothers have martial arts contest on the Peach Blossom Island and damage their friendship."
"They are not going to fight?" Ouyang Feng was baffled.
"That's correct," Huang Yaoshi answered.
"That's so!" Ouyang Feng smiled, "Then the test giver will try each person's martial art?"
Huang Yaoshi shook his head, "No, if I do that, nobody can guarantee that I will be fair since I can make my moves heavy or light at will. Feng Xiong, you and Qi Xiong here have reached the pinnacle of your respective martial arts skill. The fight just now was the proof, you have fought for more than a thousand moves, yet nobody knows who gained victory or suffered defeat. Feng Xiong, you test Brother Guo, and Qi Xiong, you try Brother Ouyang."
Hong Qigong thought, "This is very fair indeed. Old Heretic Huang is really smart to think of this method. Old Beggar will never come out with something like this." He laughed and said, "This method is not bad! Come, come, come! Let us play!" He beckoned Ouyang Ke.
"Wait!" Huang Yaoshi said, "There are some rules of the game we need to address. Rule number one: Brother Ouyang is injured, he cannot exert any energy, and therefore, both of them will be tested in term of martial arts, not in term of strength. Rule number two: The four of you will fight on top of these pine trees," he pointed to two big pine trees outside the bamboo pavilion, "The junior who falls to the ground first will lose. Rule number three: Feng Xiong and Qi Xiong, whoever puts too heavy pressure on the junior and accidentally injures him will lose."
"Injuring a junior is considered losing?" Hong Qigong mused.
"Certainly," Huang Yaoshi explained, "The two of you have such a high skill; if I don't have this rule, once you put forth a heavy hand, do you think the junior will live? Qi Xiong, if you even scratch Brother Ouyang's skin, you lost. The same goes to Feng Xiong. Between these two juniors, one will be my son-in-law; how can they be injured under your hands?"
Hong Qigong scratched his head and laughed, "Old Heretic Huang is really weird, really live up to his reputation. Injuring opponent will be considered lose; this strange rule has never been heard of in thousands of years. Fine! As long as it is fair, the Old Beggar will comply."
Huang Yaoshi gave a hand signal and the four of them jumped up the pine trees, forming two parties: Hong Qigong and Ouyang Ke on the right, Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing on the left. Hong Qigong still had an amused look on his face, while the other three looked serious, almost tense.
Huang Rong knew Ouyang Ke's martial art was actually higher than Guo Jing's; luckily he was injured. However, the competition on top of pine trees rely heavily on the lightness kungfu, which, obviously, Ouyang Ke had some advantage over Guo Jing. She was unable to not feeling anxious. In the meantime she heard her father's loud and clear voice, "I will count to three, then you can all start. Brother Ouyang, Brother Guo, whoever falls down to the ground first will lose!"
Huang Rong secretly thought of somehow helping Guo Jing, but Ouyang Feng's martial art was very high, how could she fight him with her present ability?
Huang Yaoshi had started to count, "One, two, three!" Four shadows danced on top of the pine trees, they have begun.
Huang Rong's gaze had never left Guo Jing, only to see he had fought for more than ten stances against Ouyang Feng in a blink of an eye. Both Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi were secretly surprised, "How did his martial art suddenly improved by leaps and bounds? He managed to fight these many moves without showing any sign of defeat."
Ouyang Feng was anxious; gradually he increased his strength bit by bit. He was afraid to injure Guo Jing. Suddenly an idea came into his mind: both his legs rotated like a wheel, trying to sweep Guo Jing's away from the pine tree. Guo Jing used the 'fei long zai tian' [Dragon flies in the sky] of his 18-Dragon Subduing Palms; repeatedly leaping high, both palms hacking down like knives trying to hit his opponent's legs.
Huang Rong's heart was thumping madly. She turned her gaze toward Hong Qigong only to see the fight took a different path. Ouyang Ke was using his lightness kungfu; leaping to the east and dodging to the west, he did not want to engage even half of Hong Qigong's moves. Hong Qigong was compelled to chase him, but Ouyang Ke was always running around. Hong Qigong thought, "This stinky creature is cunning, he is trying to buy time. Guo Jing is a dumb kid, he actually fights against the Old Poison. This way he will certainly fall to the ground first. Humph! This little rapist! Do you think the Old Beggar cannot fold you under my arm?" Suddenly he leaped high into the air, ten fingers like two steel claws striking toward Ouyang Ke's head.
Ouyang Ke saw this incoming force was swift and fierce; certainly not a contest type attack, but was intended to take his life. He was shocked and hastily tried to flee to the right. Unbeknownst to him, Hong Qigong's attack was a false one. Hong Qigong had anticipated this movement, so as soon as Ouyang Ke turned right, Hong Qigong bent his waist mid-air and flew to the right. His hands came fast toward Ouyang Ke and clearly shouted, "I don't care if I lose; today I am going to kill you stinky kid first."
Ouyang Ke was startled that Hong Qigong was able to turn his body mid-air; he was scared and froze for a moment, especially listening to Hong Qigong's shout. He did not dare to parry this attack, so frantically he stepped back to an empty air. He fell down from the tree with this thought in his mind, "I lost this first test!" But then suddenly he heard rustling noise beside him, turned out Guo Jing was also falling down from the tree next to him.
After fighting Guo Jing for quite a while, Ouyang Feng lost his patience, "If I let this kid fight me for another fifty moves; where would I keep the Western Poison's pride?" he thought. Suddenly a wicked thought came into his mind. His left hand moved lightning fast toward Guo Jing's neck while shouting loudly, "You go down!"
Guo Jing ducked this attack and lifted his left hand and tried to parry with the back of his hand. But Ouyang Feng suddenly put more force to his hand. "You … you …" Guo Jing stammered. He was going to say, "You didn't follow Huang Yaoshi's rule?" but was not able to say it because he was forced to use all his energy to withstand this attack. Ouyang Feng smiled and coldly said, "I what?" and put more force to his hand.
Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "Who win and who lose, how would you know in advance? Even for people of our level, do you think it is easy to claim victory shamelessly? Yao Xiong, please present the subjects of your test."Huang Yaoshi had determined to give his daughter to Ouyang Ke, therefore, he had to come out with three subjects that would guarantee victory for Ouyang Ke. However, first of all, a man of his stature could not be blatantly one-sided; secondly, he did not want to offend Hong Qigong. But while he was still carefully considering what he was about to say, Hong Qigong had opened his mouth, "We all live by our fists and kicks, the test Yao Xiong will administer must be related to martial arts. If your subjects are poetry or music; reciting scriptures or painting, then we master and disciple, will simply admit defeat and take our butts out of here; no need to lose our faces.""Naturally," Huang Yaoshi assured him, "The first subject is martial arts competition.""That won't do," Ouyang Feng said, "My nephew is presently wounded."Huang Yaoshi smiled. "I know that," he said, "I cannot let two brothers have martial arts contest on the Peach Blossom Island and damage their friendship.""They are not going to fight?" Ouyang Feng was baffled."That's correct," Huang Yaoshi answered."That's so!" Ouyang Feng smiled, "Then the test giver will try each person's martial art?"Huang Yaoshi shook his head, "No, if I do that, nobody can guarantee that I will be fair since I can make my moves heavy or light at will. Feng Xiong, you and Qi Xiong here have reached the pinnacle of your respective martial arts skill. The fight just now was the proof, you have fought for more than a thousand moves, yet nobody knows who gained victory or suffered defeat. Feng Xiong, you test Brother Guo, and Qi Xiong, you try Brother Ouyang."Hong Qigong thought, "This is very fair indeed. Old Heretic Huang is really smart to think of this method. Old Beggar will never come out with something like this." He laughed and said, "This method is not bad! Come, come, come! Let us play!" He beckoned Ouyang Ke."Wait!" Huang Yaoshi said, "There are some rules of the game we need to address. Rule number one: Brother Ouyang is injured, he cannot exert any energy, and therefore, both of them will be tested in term of martial arts, not in term of strength. Rule number two: The four of you will fight on top of these pine trees," he pointed to two big pine trees outside the bamboo pavilion, "The junior who falls to the ground first will lose. Rule number three: Feng Xiong and Qi Xiong, whoever puts too heavy pressure on the junior and accidentally injures him will lose.""Injuring a junior is considered losing?" Hong Qigong mused."Certainly," Huang Yaoshi explained, "The two of you have such a high skill; if I don't have this rule, once you put forth a heavy hand, do you think the junior will live? Qi Xiong, if you even scratch Brother Ouyang's skin, you lost. The same goes to Feng Xiong. Between these two juniors, one will be my son-in-law; how can they be injured under your hands?"Hong Qigong scratched his head and laughed, "Old Heretic Huang is really weird, really live up to his reputation. Injuring opponent will be considered lose; this strange rule has never been heard of in thousands of years. Fine! As long as it is fair, the Old Beggar will comply."Huang Yaoshi gave a hand signal and the four of them jumped up the pine trees, forming two parties: Hong Qigong and Ouyang Ke on the right, Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing on the left. Hong Qigong still had an amused look on his face, while the other three looked serious, almost tense.Huang Rong knew Ouyang Ke's martial art was actually higher than Guo Jing's; luckily he was injured. However, the competition on top of pine trees rely heavily on the lightness kungfu, which, obviously, Ouyang Ke had some advantage over Guo Jing. She was unable to not feeling anxious. In the meantime she heard her father's loud and clear voice, "I will count to three, then you can all start. Brother Ouyang, Brother Guo, whoever falls down to the ground first will lose!"Huang Rong secretly thought of somehow helping Guo Jing, but Ouyang Feng's martial art was very high, how could she fight him with her present ability?Huang Yaoshi had started to count, "One, two, three!" Four shadows danced on top of the pine trees, they have begun.Huang Rong's gaze had never left Guo Jing, only to see he had fought for more than ten stances against Ouyang Feng in a blink of an eye. Both Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi were secretly surprised, "How did his martial art suddenly improved by leaps and bounds? He managed to fight these many moves without showing any sign of defeat."Ouyang Feng was anxious; gradually he increased his strength bit by bit. He was afraid to injure Guo Jing. Suddenly an idea came into his mind: both his legs rotated like a wheel, trying to sweep Guo Jing's away from the pine tree. Guo Jing used the 'fei long zai tian' Dragon flies in the sky of his 18-Dragon Subduing Palms; repeatedly leaping high, both palms hacking down like knives trying to hit his opponent's legs.Huang Rong's heart was thumping madly. She turned her gaze toward Hong Qigong only to see the fight took a different path. Ouyang Ke was using his lightness kungfu; leaping to the east and dodging to the west, he did not want to engage even half of Hong Qigong's moves. Hong Qigong was compelled to chase him, but Ouyang Ke was always running around. Hong Qigong thought, "This stinky creature is cunning, he is trying to buy time. Guo Jing is a dumb kid, he actually fights against the Old Poison. This way he will certainly fall to the ground first. Humph! This little rapist! Do you think the Old Beggar cannot fold you under my arm?" Suddenly he leaped high into the air, ten fingers like two steel claws striking toward Ouyang Ke's head.Ouyang Ke saw this incoming force was swift and fierce; certainly not a contest type attack, but was intended to take his life. He was shocked and hastily tried to flee to the right. Unbeknownst to him, Hong Qigong's attack was a false one. Hong Qigong had anticipated this movement, so as soon as Ouyang Ke turned right, Hong Qigong bent his waist mid-air and flew to the right. His hands came fast toward Ouyang Ke and clearly shouted, "I don't care if I lose; today I am going to kill you stinky kid first."Ouyang Ke was startled that Hong Qigong was able to turn his body mid-air; he was scared and froze for a moment, especially listening to Hong Qigong's shout. He did not dare to parry this attack, so frantically he stepped back to an empty air. He fell down from the tree with this thought in his mind, "I lost this first test!" But then suddenly he heard rustling noise beside him, turned out Guo Jing was also falling down from the tree next to him.After fighting Guo Jing for quite a while, Ouyang Feng lost his patience, "If I let this kid fight me for another fifty moves; where would I keep the Western Poison's pride?" he thought. Suddenly a wicked thought came into his mind. His left hand moved lightning fast toward Guo Jing's neck while shouting loudly, "You go down!"Guo Jing ducked this attack and lifted his left hand and tried to parry with the back of his hand. But Ouyang Feng suddenly put more force to his hand. "You you " Guo Jing stammered. He was going to say, "You didn't follow Huang Yaoshi's rule?" but was not able to say it because he was forced to use all his energy to withstand this attack. Ouyang Feng smiled and coldly said, "I what?" and put more force to his hand.
