Chapter 401: Master Yideng (11)
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"Somebody had already avenged you," Huang Rong said, "This young master Ouyang was killed."
The farmer was angry, "Ah, he's dead. Who killed him?"
"Hey, somebody avenged you; why are you angry?" Huang Rong asked.
"I want to seek revenge myself, I want to kill him with my own hand," the farmer replied.
Huang Rong sighed, "Too bad you can't do that anymore."
"Who killed him?" the farmer asked.
"It was another bad person," Huang Rong replied, "His martial art was below young master Ouyang; but he used craftiness to kill him."
"Good riddance!" the scholar said, "Miss, do you know why Ouyang Feng injured my martial brother?"
"What's so difficult to guess?" Huang Rong said, "Based on Ouyang Feng's martial art, he could kill your martial brother with only one strike; but he only injured him severely and sent him to your Shifu's door. Undoubtedly he wanted the Reverend to waste his energy by treating his disciple's injury. You told me that this type of treatment would require a lot of internal strength; he would need five years to recover his energy. Then on the next Sword Meet of Mount Hua the Reverend would definitely not able to compete."
"Miss is really smart," the scholar sighed, "But your guess is only half-correct. That Ouyang Feng's evil heart was difficult to fathom. After Shifu treated my martial brother's injury, before Shifu recovered, he launched a secret attack with the intention of killing Shifu …"
Guo Jing interrupted, "Reverend Yideng is so compassionate and kind, how could he have any enmity with Ouyang Feng?"
"Xiao Ge [little elder brother]," the scholar replied, "What you said is not right. First, merciful and compassionate good people do not coexist with sinister and ruthless evil people. Second, whenever Ouyang Feng wants to harm anybody, it really doesn't matter whether that person has any enmity with him or not. Just because he knew that the 'xian tian gong' is the black star of his Toad Stance he must kill my Shifu with all possible means."
Guo Jing nodded his head repeatedly; "Did the Reverend receive any harm from him?" he asked again.
The scholar replied, "Shifu saw through Ouyang Feng's evil scheme as soon as he saw my martial brother's injury; that very night we moved away and the Western Poison lost our track. We know he has failed once, he would not give up that easily. He has looked for us everywhere until finally he found this secret place of ours. After Shifu recovered his strength we martial brothers proposed to go to the White Camel Mountain and settled this account with the Western Poison, but Shifu prohibits us to take any revenge; we must not allow ourselves to create any trouble. With great difficulty we managed to live peacefully all these years, who would have thought that with your craftiness you managed to go up the mountain. We only know you are the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar's disciples; we did not know you meant to do our Shifu harm, hence we did not stop you with all of our strengths. Otherwise we would put our four lives at stake and in no way would allow you to enter the temple. Who would have thought that the man did not have any intention to harm the tiger, but the tiger is harming the man. Ay! In the end my Shifu still fall under your evil hands." Speaking thus his face turned fierce, with a tiger like power he slowly stood up. With a 'shua' sound the sword on his waist went out its sheath, glimmering cold, dazzling the eye.
The fisherman, the woodcutter and the farmer also stood up unsheathing their weapons, surrounding them from four directions. Huang Rong said, "I came to ask the Reverend to treat my injury, not knowing it would require all of the Reverend's strength that he would lose his internal energy for five years. There is poison in those pills; I was framed by somebody else. The Reverend has shown me this kind of mercy; even if I don't have a heart, I still will not repay kindness with evil."
With a stern voice the fisherman said, "Then why do you take advantage while Shifu's strength is gone and he is poisoned you lead the enemy going up the mountain?"
Jing and Rong two people were stunned, "We did not!" they said with a confused voice.
"You still deny it?" the fisherman said, "As soon as my Shifu is poisoned, the enemy delivered a jade bracelet on the foot of the mountain. If you did not scheme it ahead, how can there be such coincidence?"
"What jade bracelet?" Huang Rong asked.
The fisherman was angry, "You still act stupid!" The iron oars in his hands moved; the left oar swept horizontally, the right oar went down vertically, attacking both Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Guo Jing was sitting side by side with Huang Rong on meditation mats on the floor. As he saw the oars arrive he leaped up with his right hand forming a hook brushing away the horizontally sweeping oar, while his left hand caught the flat of the oar and jerked it hard. This jerking action carried a very strong force; the fisherman felt pain and tingling sensation which forced him to let the oar go. Guo Jing pushed the oar forward. 'Bang!' it hit the farmer's iron rake; sparks flew everywhere. Immediately Guo Jing shoved the iron oar back into the fisherman's hand. The fisherman was surprised; he took the oar back. Exerting his strength to his right arm he struck down together with the woodcutter's axe.
Guo Jing's palm came one after another, carrying strong gusts of wind, coming fast toward the two men's torso. The scholar knew the fierceness of the '18-Dragon Subduing Palms', "Back off quickly!" he anxiously shouted.
Both the fisherman and the woodcutter were disciples of a well-known expert; their martial arts were anything but ordinary. Before Guo Jing's stance arrived they had hastily withdrew their weapons and leaped back. Suddenly they felt a jerk dampening their backward movement; turned out their weapons were pulled forward by Guo Jing's palm strength. They had no choice but let their weapons go; saving their own lives was more important.
Guo Jing caught the iron oar and the steel axe, he lightly tossed them back and called out, "Catch these!"
"Good martial art!" the scholar praised; his long sword threatening Guo Jing's right side.
Seeing this attack Guo Jing was startled; among Yideng's four disciples this scholar looked the most refined, but actually his martial art surpassed those of his colleagues; hence Guo Jing did not dare to underestimate him. His palms fluttered in the air, enveloping Huang Rong and his own body with tremendous force. This defense was truly stable, like an abyss stopping a mountain peak; there was not a single hole in it. His palms were like rainbow, continuously circling around bigger and bigger that the fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar were gradually pushed back till their backs were against the wall. Never mind counterattacking, merely defending themselves was not easy.
By this time if Guo Jing added more force to his palms these four people would inevitably suffer injury. Fighting a moment longer Guo Jing held back his strength, he attacked hard then backed off hard, struck light then fended off light, it seemed like his force was there and then disappeared; throughout the battle he steadily held the power balance so they were on the level ground, nobody won and nobody lost.
The scholar's sword technique suddenly changed; his long sword vibrated, creating a continuously buzzing noise. His sword turned into six swords on the top, six swords on the bottom, six swords on the front, six swords on the back, six swords on the left and six swords on the right, successively stabbing like six by six, thirty six swords altogether. It was the Yunnan's 'ai lao shan' [Mount Ailao] thirty-six sword; considered one of the best offensive sword techniques in the world.
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"Somebody had already avenged you," Huang Rong said, "This young master Ouyang was killed."
The farmer was angry, "Ah, he's dead. Who killed him?"
"Hey, somebody avenged you; why are you angry?" Huang Rong asked.
"I want to seek revenge myself, I want to kill him with my own hand," the farmer replied.
Huang Rong sighed, "Too bad you can't do that anymore."
"Who killed him?" the farmer asked.
"It was another bad person," Huang Rong replied, "His martial art was below young master Ouyang; but he used craftiness to kill him."
"Good riddance!" the scholar said, "Miss, do you know why Ouyang Feng injured my martial brother?"
"What's so difficult to guess?" Huang Rong said, "Based on Ouyang Feng's martial art, he could kill your martial brother with only one strike; but he only injured him severely and sent him to your Shifu's door. Undoubtedly he wanted the Reverend to waste his energy by treating his disciple's injury. You told me that this type of treatment would require a lot of internal strength; he would need five years to recover his energy. Then on the next Sword Meet of Mount Hua the Reverend would definitely not able to compete."
"Miss is really smart," the scholar sighed, "But your guess is only half-correct. That Ouyang Feng's evil heart was difficult to fathom. After Shifu treated my martial brother's injury, before Shifu recovered, he launched a secret attack with the intention of killing Shifu …"
Guo Jing interrupted, "Reverend Yideng is so compassionate and kind, how could he have any enmity with Ouyang Feng?"
"Xiao Ge [little elder brother]," the scholar replied, "What you said is not right. First, merciful and compassionate good people do not coexist with sinister and ruthless evil people. Second, whenever Ouyang Feng wants to harm anybody, it really doesn't matter whether that person has any enmity with him or not. Just because he knew that the 'xian tian gong' is the black star of his Toad Stance he must kill my Shifu with all possible means."
Guo Jing nodded his head repeatedly; "Did the Reverend receive any harm from him?" he asked again.
The scholar replied, "Shifu saw through Ouyang Feng's evil scheme as soon as he saw my martial brother's injury; that very night we moved away and the Western Poison lost our track. We know he has failed once, he would not give up that easily. He has looked for us everywhere until finally he found this secret place of ours. After Shifu recovered his strength we martial brothers proposed to go to the White Camel Mountain and settled this account with the Western Poison, but Shifu prohibits us to take any revenge; we must not allow ourselves to create any trouble. With great difficulty we managed to live peacefully all these years, who would have thought that with your craftiness you managed to go up the mountain. We only know you are the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar's disciples; we did not know you meant to do our Shifu harm, hence we did not stop you with all of our strengths. Otherwise we would put our four lives at stake and in no way would allow you to enter the temple. Who would have thought that the man did not have any intention to harm the tiger, but the tiger is harming the man. Ay! In the end my Shifu still fall under your evil hands." Speaking thus his face turned fierce, with a tiger like power he slowly stood up. With a 'shua' sound the sword on his waist went out its sheath, glimmering cold, dazzling the eye.
The fisherman, the woodcutter and the farmer also stood up unsheathing their weapons, surrounding them from four directions. Huang Rong said, "I came to ask the Reverend to treat my injury, not knowing it would require all of the Reverend's strength that he would lose his internal energy for five years. There is poison in those pills; I was framed by somebody else. The Reverend has shown me this kind of mercy; even if I don't have a heart, I still will not repay kindness with evil."
With a stern voice the fisherman said, "Then why do you take advantage while Shifu's strength is gone and he is poisoned you lead the enemy going up the mountain?"
Jing and Rong two people were stunned, "We did not!" they said with a confused voice.
"You still deny it?" the fisherman said, "As soon as my Shifu is poisoned, the enemy delivered a jade bracelet on the foot of the mountain. If you did not scheme it ahead, how can there be such coincidence?"
"What jade bracelet?" Huang Rong asked.
The fisherman was angry, "You still act stupid!" The iron oars in his hands moved; the left oar swept horizontally, the right oar went down vertically, attacking both Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Guo Jing was sitting side by side with Huang Rong on meditation mats on the floor. As he saw the oars arrive he leaped up with his right hand forming a hook brushing away the horizontally sweeping oar, while his left hand caught the flat of the oar and jerked it hard. This jerking action carried a very strong force; the fisherman felt pain and tingling sensation which forced him to let the oar go. Guo Jing pushed the oar forward. 'Bang!' it hit the farmer's iron rake; sparks flew everywhere. Immediately Guo Jing shoved the iron oar back into the fisherman's hand. The fisherman was surprised; he took the oar back. Exerting his strength to his right arm he struck down together with the woodcutter's axe.
Guo Jing's palm came one after another, carrying strong gusts of wind, coming fast toward the two men's torso. The scholar knew the fierceness of the '18-Dragon Subduing Palms', "Back off quickly!" he anxiously shouted.
Both the fisherman and the woodcutter were disciples of a well-known expert; their martial arts were anything but ordinary. Before Guo Jing's stance arrived they had hastily withdrew their weapons and leaped back. Suddenly they felt a jerk dampening their backward movement; turned out their weapons were pulled forward by Guo Jing's palm strength. They had no choice but let their weapons go; saving their own lives was more important.
Guo Jing caught the iron oar and the steel axe, he lightly tossed them back and called out, "Catch these!"
"Good martial art!" the scholar praised; his long sword threatening Guo Jing's right side.
Seeing this attack Guo Jing was startled; among Yideng's four disciples this scholar looked the most refined, but actually his martial art surpassed those of his colleagues; hence Guo Jing did not dare to underestimate him. His palms fluttered in the air, enveloping Huang Rong and his own body with tremendous force. This defense was truly stable, like an abyss stopping a mountain peak; there was not a single hole in it. His palms were like rainbow, continuously circling around bigger and bigger that the fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar were gradually pushed back till their backs were against the wall. Never mind counterattacking, merely defending themselves was not easy.
By this time if Guo Jing added more force to his palms these four people would inevitably suffer injury. Fighting a moment longer Guo Jing held back his strength, he attacked hard then backed off hard, struck light then fended off light, it seemed like his force was there and then disappeared; throughout the battle he steadily held the power balance so they were on the level ground, nobody won and nobody lost.
The scholar's sword technique suddenly changed; his long sword vibrated, creating a continuously buzzing noise. His sword turned into six swords on the top, six swords on the bottom, six swords on the front, six swords on the back, six swords on the left and six swords on the right, successively stabbing like six by six, thirty six swords altogether. It was the Yunnan's 'ai lao shan' [Mount Ailao] thirty-six sword; considered one of the best offensive sword techniques in the world.
"Somebody had already avenged you," Huang Rong said, "This young master Ouyang was killed."The farmer was angry, "Ah, he's dead. Who killed him?""Hey, somebody avenged you; why are you angry?" Huang Rong asked."I want to seek revenge myself, I want to kill him with my own hand," the farmer replied.Huang Rong sighed, "Too bad you can't do that anymore.""Who killed him?" the farmer asked."It was another bad person," Huang Rong replied, "His martial art was below young master Ouyang; but he used craftiness to kill him.""Good riddance!" the scholar said, "Miss, do you know why Ouyang Feng injured my martial brother?""What's so difficult to guess?" Huang Rong said, "Based on Ouyang Feng's martial art, he could kill your martial brother with only one strike; but he only injured him severely and sent him to your Shifu's door. Undoubtedly he wanted the Reverend to waste his energy by treating his disciple's injury. You told me that this type of treatment would require a lot of internal strength; he would need five years to recover his energy. Then on the next Sword Meet of Mount Hua the Reverend would definitely not able to compete.""Miss is really smart," the scholar sighed, "But your guess is only half-correct. That Ouyang Feng's evil heart was difficult to fathom. After Shifu treated my martial brother's injury, before Shifu recovered, he launched a secret attack with the intention of killing Shifu "Guo Jing interrupted, "Reverend Yideng is so compassionate and kind, how could he have any enmity with Ouyang Feng?""Xiao Ge little elder brother," the scholar replied, "What you said is not right. First, merciful and compassionate good people do not coexist with sinister and ruthless evil people. Second, whenever Ouyang Feng wants to harm anybody, it really doesn't matter whether that person has any enmity with him or not. Just because he knew that the 'xian tian gong' is the black star of his Toad Stance he must kill my Shifu with all possible means."Guo Jing nodded his head repeatedly; "Did the Reverend receive any harm from him?" he asked again.The scholar replied, "Shifu saw through Ouyang Feng's evil scheme as soon as he saw my martial brother's injury; that very night we moved away and the Western Poison lost our track. We know he has failed once, he would not give up that easily. He has looked for us everywhere until finally he found this secret place of ours. After Shifu recovered his strength we martial brothers proposed to go to the White Camel Mountain and settled this account with the Western Poison, but Shifu prohibits us to take any revenge; we must not allow ourselves to create any trouble. With great difficulty we managed to live peacefully all these years, who would have thought that with your craftiness you managed to go up the mountain. We only know you are the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar's disciples; we did not know you meant to do our Shifu harm, hence we did not stop you with all of our strengths. Otherwise we would put our four lives at stake and in no way would allow you to enter the temple. Who would have thought that the man did not have any intention to harm the tiger, but the tiger is harming the man. Ay! In the end my Shifu still fall under your evil hands." Speaking thus his face turned fierce, with a tiger like power he slowly stood up. With a 'shua' sound the sword on his waist went out its sheath, glimmering cold, dazzling the eye.The fisherman, the woodcutter and the farmer also stood up unsheathing their weapons, surrounding them from four directions. Huang Rong said, "I came to ask the Reverend to treat my injury, not knowing it would require all of the Reverend's strength that he would lose his internal energy for five years. There is poison in those pills; I was framed by somebody else. The Reverend has shown me this kind of mercy; even if I don't have a heart, I still will not repay kindness with evil."With a stern voice the fisherman said, "Then why do you take advantage while Shifu's strength is gone and he is poisoned you lead the enemy going up the mountain?"Jing and Rong two people were stunned, "We did not!" they said with a confused voice."You still deny it?" the fisherman said, "As soon as my Shifu is poisoned, the enemy delivered a jade bracelet on the foot of the mountain. If you did not scheme it ahead, how can there be such coincidence?""What jade bracelet?" Huang Rong asked.The fisherman was angry, "You still act stupid!" The iron oars in his hands moved; the left oar swept horizontally, the right oar went down vertically, attacking both Guo Jing and Huang Rong.Guo Jing was sitting side by side with Huang Rong on meditation mats on the floor. As he saw the oars arrive he leaped up with his right hand forming a hook brushing away the horizontally sweeping oar, while his left hand caught the flat of the oar and jerked it hard. This jerking action carried a very strong force; the fisherman felt pain and tingling sensation which forced him to let the oar go. Guo Jing pushed the oar forward. 'Bang!' it hit the farmer's iron rake; sparks flew everywhere. Immediately Guo Jing shoved the iron oar back into the fisherman's hand. The fisherman was surprised; he took the oar back. Exerting his strength to his right arm he struck down together with the woodcutter's axe.Guo Jing's palm came one after another, carrying strong gusts of wind, coming fast toward the two men's torso. The scholar knew the fierceness of the '18-Dragon Subduing Palms', "Back off quickly!" he anxiously shouted.Both the fisherman and the woodcutter were disciples of a well-known expert; their martial arts were anything but ordinary. Before Guo Jing's stance arrived they had hastily withdrew their weapons and leaped back. Suddenly they felt a jerk dampening their backward movement; turned out their weapons were pulled forward by Guo Jing's palm strength. They had no choice but let their weapons go; saving their own lives was more important.Guo Jing caught the iron oar and the steel axe, he lightly tossed them back and called out, "Catch these!""Good martial art!" the scholar praised; his long sword threatening Guo Jing's right side.Seeing this attack Guo Jing was startled; among Yideng's four disciples this scholar looked the most refined, but actually his martial art surpassed those of his colleagues; hence Guo Jing did not dare to underestimate him. His palms fluttered in the air, enveloping Huang Rong and his own body with tremendous force. This defense was truly stable, like an abyss stopping a mountain peak; there was not a single hole in it. His palms were like rainbow, continuously circling around bigger and bigger that the fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar were gradually pushed back till their backs were against the wall. Never mind counterattacking, merely defending themselves was not easy.By this time if Guo Jing added more force to his palms these four people would inevitably suffer injury. Fighting a moment longer Guo Jing held back his strength, he attacked hard then backed off hard, struck light then fended off light, it seemed like his force was there and then disappeared; throughout the battle he steadily held the power balance so they were on the level ground, nobody won and nobody lost.The scholar's sword technique suddenly changed; his long sword vibrated, creating a continuously buzzing noise. His sword turned into six swords on the top, six swords on the bottom, six swords on the front, six swords on the back, six swords on the left and six swords on the right, successively stabbing like six by six, thirty six swords altogether. It was the Yunnan's 'ai lao shan' Mount Ailao thirty-six sword; considered one of the best offensive sword techniques in the world.
