Chapter 411: Embroidered ouple Handker hiefs (8)
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The farmer was indignant, "What are you doing?" he shouted. With his ten fingers forming a pair of claws he tried to grab Ying Gu's waist.
"Don't be impolite!" the woodcutter called out.
The farmer turned a deaf ear to him, very soon his fingers had reached Ying Gu's waist, but somehow it was like his fingers were touching a very smooth and oily surface that they slipped away from her waist.
Ying Gu had used the 'ni qiu gong' [mud loach maneuver] she perfected in the Black Marsh to go through these three people. Now she knew that these four were helpless to block her. Her palm slapped backward toward the farmer. The scholar swung his arm with his finger aimed toward the acupoint on her hand. To his surprise Ying Gu did not retract her hand but stuck her index finger up and quick as lightning two fingers collided in the air. The scholar had exerted all his strength to his right hand finger, suddenly he felt his finger went numb, his body felt like he was electrocuted. "Aiyo!" he cried out and fumbled down to the ground. The woodcutter and the fisherman busily stooped down to help.
The farmer's left fist went straight ahead like a hammer hurled toward Ying Gu's body. This attack carried a strong gust of wind, the force was astonishing. Seeing this strong attack Ying Gu stood her ground and did not evade. The farmer was alarmed; he thought if his fist hit her head, her skull would be cracked. Hastily he tried to withdraw his power, but by that time his fist had already touched the tip of Ying Gu's nose. Ying Gu leaned her head slightly, the fist slipped from her nose and slid to her cheek. The farmer retracted his left arm, but it was too late. His hand was grabbed by his opponent and with a 'crack' sound he felt a shot of pain on his arm. His elbow joint was broken by the back of her fist. The farmer gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain, his right hand index finger swiftly attacked the crook of the opponent's elbow.
The fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar's acupoint sealing technique was taught by Reverend Yideng. It was inferior to the Solitary Yang Finger with its infinite variations, but it could be considered as a first class acupoint sealing technique in the Wulin world; how would they know that fighting Ying Gu they were like fighting their black star. She was determined to avenge the death of her son; she fully realized Reverend Yideng's finger skill was very fierce, thereupon she spent a great deal of time and energy to find a method to subdue that skill. She was very skillful in embroidery, so she found her inspiration from the wonderful needlework technique. She wore a tiny golden hoop on the tip of her right hand index finger; on the hoop was a three-fen (about 1 cm) long golden needle, which tip was dipped in poison. Her vision was excellent, her hand was steady; after training hard for several years she was able to prick a fly flying in the air. This time fighting the enemy she was able to prick the scholar's index finger. Seeing the direction of the farmer's finger she laughed coldly, lifting up her delicate hand she aimed her fingertip to his and pricked the farmer's finger.
As the saying goes, 'ten fingers join the heart', the tip of the index finger is connected to the hand's 'yang ming' [positive and bright] passage to the large intestine. As the golden needle pricked in, it hit the 'shang yang xue' [positive quotient acupoint] squarely.
In his last effort to score victory amidst a defeat, the farmer had exerted all his strength to his finger. Ying Gu on the other hand, did not have to exert any strength; all she needed to do was to position her golden needle right on the path of the farmer's finger. Hence she let the farmer prick his own finger by the needle.
As his finger was pricked, the farmer roared like a tiger and fumbled to the ground. Ying Gu coldly mocked, "Nice Captain!" and she dashed toward the courtyard in front of the meditation building.
"Niang-niang, stop!" the fisherman shouted.
Ying Gu halted her step and turned around; "And just how are you going to stop me?" she sneered. By that time she had already at the front of the lotus pond. The pond was connected to the meditation building by a small stone bridge. Ying Gu was standing on the bridge's end, staring at the fisherman. The night was dark, barely enough ambient light to recognize her face. The fisherman stood facing her, he felt her stares were very cold; he shivered involuntarily and did not dare to step forward to stop her.
Ying Gu coldly said, "The Prime Minister and the Captain have been hit by my 'qi jue zhen' [seven lethal needle], nobody in this world can save their lives. Do you want to send your own life off?" Without waiting for an answer she turned around and slowly walked forward. Not once did she turn her head; apparently she was not afraid of any sneak attack.
It was only about twenty steps from the small bridge to the building. As she reached the end of the pathway, suddenly someone came out from the darkness; cupping up his fists he said, "Senior, how are you?"
Ying Gu was startled; she thought, "This person waited quietly here and appeared suddenly; why didn't I heard his breathing before? If he had evil intention I would have been dead or at least wounded." She fixed her eyes to look closer and saw this person was tall and broad-shouldered, with thick eyebrows and big eyes; it was precisely the person she gave directions to, Guo Jing. "Is the young miss' injury healed?" she asked.
Guo Jing bowed and said, "Thank you so much for your directions, Senior. Reverend Yideng has cured my martial sister's injury.
"Humph," Ying Gu snorted, "Why didn't she thank me in person?" Her mouth was speaking, but her feet also kept walking forward.
Guo Jing was standing at the other end of the bridge. "Senior, please return!" he hastily said.
Ying Gu ignored him; she slightly leaned her body sideways and utilizing the 'ni qiu gong' she slipped past by him. Even though Guo Jing had fought Ying Gu at the Black Marsh, he did not anticipate she would slip pass him while still talking and that her body could be this slippery. In his desperation Guo Jing flung his left arm backward, attacking Ying Gu using the marvelous Vacant Fist of Zhou Botong.
Ying Gu thought that she had already slipped through Guo Jing; who would have thought that suddenly a soft yet strong gust of wind came from his fist pounced toward her face, forcing her to draw back. But Ying Gu was determined not to return, so no matter how strong Guo Jing's attack was, she bravely charged forward as if wanted to receive the blow head-on.
"Watch out!" Guo Jing hurriedly shouted. He felt a warm and soft female body was thrown into the crook of his own elbow. He was stunned. Taking advantage of his situation Ying Gu swept his feet and both of them fell into the lotus pond.
When they were still midair, Ying Gu's left hand slipped underneath Guo Jing's right arm pit, wound around his back and grabbed his left shoulder, her middle finger curled toward Guo Jing's throat while her thumb and index finger pinched the back of his neck with all her strength. It was the fiercest 'qian feng hou bi qi' [sealing front throat shutting air] technique from the 'qin na shou' [grab and capture]; so long as one pinch hit the mark, the enemy's air passage would be sealed and he would not be able to breathe.
While he was falling down Guo Jing felt his shoulder was grabbed, he knew his situation was not good. He bent his right arm to clasp Ying Gu's neck. It was also a technique from the 'qin na shou' called the 'hou xie jing bi qi' [clasping the back of the neck to close up breathing]. Ying Gu knew Guo Jing's arm strength was devastating, and that her own strength was far too inferior; she knew although she attacked first but she could not compete with him in terms of brute force, so she let her hand off Guo Jing shoulder and stretched her finger to prick him instead. Guo Jing used his left arm to parry her finger.
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The farmer was indignant, "What are you doing?" he shouted. With his ten fingers forming a pair of claws he tried to grab Ying Gu's waist.
"Don't be impolite!" the woodcutter called out.
The farmer turned a deaf ear to him, very soon his fingers had reached Ying Gu's waist, but somehow it was like his fingers were touching a very smooth and oily surface that they slipped away from her waist.
Ying Gu had used the 'ni qiu gong' [mud loach maneuver] she perfected in the Black Marsh to go through these three people. Now she knew that these four were helpless to block her. Her palm slapped backward toward the farmer. The scholar swung his arm with his finger aimed toward the acupoint on her hand. To his surprise Ying Gu did not retract her hand but stuck her index finger up and quick as lightning two fingers collided in the air. The scholar had exerted all his strength to his right hand finger, suddenly he felt his finger went numb, his body felt like he was electrocuted. "Aiyo!" he cried out and fumbled down to the ground. The woodcutter and the fisherman busily stooped down to help.
The farmer's left fist went straight ahead like a hammer hurled toward Ying Gu's body. This attack carried a strong gust of wind, the force was astonishing. Seeing this strong attack Ying Gu stood her ground and did not evade. The farmer was alarmed; he thought if his fist hit her head, her skull would be cracked. Hastily he tried to withdraw his power, but by that time his fist had already touched the tip of Ying Gu's nose. Ying Gu leaned her head slightly, the fist slipped from her nose and slid to her cheek. The farmer retracted his left arm, but it was too late. His hand was grabbed by his opponent and with a 'crack' sound he felt a shot of pain on his arm. His elbow joint was broken by the back of her fist. The farmer gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain, his right hand index finger swiftly attacked the crook of the opponent's elbow.
The fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar's acupoint sealing technique was taught by Reverend Yideng. It was inferior to the Solitary Yang Finger with its infinite variations, but it could be considered as a first class acupoint sealing technique in the Wulin world; how would they know that fighting Ying Gu they were like fighting their black star. She was determined to avenge the death of her son; she fully realized Reverend Yideng's finger skill was very fierce, thereupon she spent a great deal of time and energy to find a method to subdue that skill. She was very skillful in embroidery, so she found her inspiration from the wonderful needlework technique. She wore a tiny golden hoop on the tip of her right hand index finger; on the hoop was a three-fen (about 1 cm) long golden needle, which tip was dipped in poison. Her vision was excellent, her hand was steady; after training hard for several years she was able to prick a fly flying in the air. This time fighting the enemy she was able to prick the scholar's index finger. Seeing the direction of the farmer's finger she laughed coldly, lifting up her delicate hand she aimed her fingertip to his and pricked the farmer's finger.
As the saying goes, 'ten fingers join the heart', the tip of the index finger is connected to the hand's 'yang ming' [positive and bright] passage to the large intestine. As the golden needle pricked in, it hit the 'shang yang xue' [positive quotient acupoint] squarely.
In his last effort to score victory amidst a defeat, the farmer had exerted all his strength to his finger. Ying Gu on the other hand, did not have to exert any strength; all she needed to do was to position her golden needle right on the path of the farmer's finger. Hence she let the farmer prick his own finger by the needle.
As his finger was pricked, the farmer roared like a tiger and fumbled to the ground. Ying Gu coldly mocked, "Nice Captain!" and she dashed toward the courtyard in front of the meditation building.
"Niang-niang, stop!" the fisherman shouted.
Ying Gu halted her step and turned around; "And just how are you going to stop me?" she sneered. By that time she had already at the front of the lotus pond. The pond was connected to the meditation building by a small stone bridge. Ying Gu was standing on the bridge's end, staring at the fisherman. The night was dark, barely enough ambient light to recognize her face. The fisherman stood facing her, he felt her stares were very cold; he shivered involuntarily and did not dare to step forward to stop her.
Ying Gu coldly said, "The Prime Minister and the Captain have been hit by my 'qi jue zhen' [seven lethal needle], nobody in this world can save their lives. Do you want to send your own life off?" Without waiting for an answer she turned around and slowly walked forward. Not once did she turn her head; apparently she was not afraid of any sneak attack.
It was only about twenty steps from the small bridge to the building. As she reached the end of the pathway, suddenly someone came out from the darkness; cupping up his fists he said, "Senior, how are you?"
Ying Gu was startled; she thought, "This person waited quietly here and appeared suddenly; why didn't I heard his breathing before? If he had evil intention I would have been dead or at least wounded." She fixed her eyes to look closer and saw this person was tall and broad-shouldered, with thick eyebrows and big eyes; it was precisely the person she gave directions to, Guo Jing. "Is the young miss' injury healed?" she asked.
Guo Jing bowed and said, "Thank you so much for your directions, Senior. Reverend Yideng has cured my martial sister's injury.
"Humph," Ying Gu snorted, "Why didn't she thank me in person?" Her mouth was speaking, but her feet also kept walking forward.
Guo Jing was standing at the other end of the bridge. "Senior, please return!" he hastily said.
Ying Gu ignored him; she slightly leaned her body sideways and utilizing the 'ni qiu gong' she slipped past by him. Even though Guo Jing had fought Ying Gu at the Black Marsh, he did not anticipate she would slip pass him while still talking and that her body could be this slippery. In his desperation Guo Jing flung his left arm backward, attacking Ying Gu using the marvelous Vacant Fist of Zhou Botong.
Ying Gu thought that she had already slipped through Guo Jing; who would have thought that suddenly a soft yet strong gust of wind came from his fist pounced toward her face, forcing her to draw back. But Ying Gu was determined not to return, so no matter how strong Guo Jing's attack was, she bravely charged forward as if wanted to receive the blow head-on.
"Watch out!" Guo Jing hurriedly shouted. He felt a warm and soft female body was thrown into the crook of his own elbow. He was stunned. Taking advantage of his situation Ying Gu swept his feet and both of them fell into the lotus pond.
When they were still midair, Ying Gu's left hand slipped underneath Guo Jing's right arm pit, wound around his back and grabbed his left shoulder, her middle finger curled toward Guo Jing's throat while her thumb and index finger pinched the back of his neck with all her strength. It was the fiercest 'qian feng hou bi qi' [sealing front throat shutting air] technique from the 'qin na shou' [grab and capture]; so long as one pinch hit the mark, the enemy's air passage would be sealed and he would not be able to breathe.
While he was falling down Guo Jing felt his shoulder was grabbed, he knew his situation was not good. He bent his right arm to clasp Ying Gu's neck. It was also a technique from the 'qin na shou' called the 'hou xie jing bi qi' [clasping the back of the neck to close up breathing]. Ying Gu knew Guo Jing's arm strength was devastating, and that her own strength was far too inferior; she knew although she attacked first but she could not compete with him in terms of brute force, so she let her hand off Guo Jing shoulder and stretched her finger to prick him instead. Guo Jing used his left arm to parry her finger.
The farmer was indignant, "What are you doing?" he shouted. With his ten fingers forming a pair of claws he tried to grab Ying Gu's waist."Don't be impolite!" the woodcutter called out.The farmer turned a deaf ear to him, very soon his fingers had reached Ying Gu's waist, but somehow it was like his fingers were touching a very smooth and oily surface that they slipped away from her waist.Ying Gu had used the 'ni qiu gong' mud loach maneuver she perfected in the Black Marsh to go through these three people. Now she knew that these four were helpless to block her. Her palm slapped backward toward the farmer. The scholar swung his arm with his finger aimed toward the acupoint on her hand. To his surprise Ying Gu did not retract her hand but stuck her index finger up and quick as lightning two fingers collided in the air. The scholar had exerted all his strength to his right hand finger, suddenly he felt his finger went numb, his body felt like he was electrocuted. "Aiyo!" he cried out and fumbled down to the ground. The woodcutter and the fisherman busily stooped down to help.The farmer's left fist went straight ahead like a hammer hurled toward Ying Gu's body. This attack carried a strong gust of wind, the force was astonishing. Seeing this strong attack Ying Gu stood her ground and did not evade. The farmer was alarmed; he thought if his fist hit her head, her skull would be cracked. Hastily he tried to withdraw his power, but by that time his fist had already touched the tip of Ying Gu's nose. Ying Gu leaned her head slightly, the fist slipped from her nose and slid to her cheek. The farmer retracted his left arm, but it was too late. His hand was grabbed by his opponent and with a 'crack' sound he felt a shot of pain on his arm. His elbow joint was broken by the back of her fist. The farmer gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain, his right hand index finger swiftly attacked the crook of the opponent's elbow.The fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar's acupoint sealing technique was taught by Reverend Yideng. It was inferior to the Solitary Yang Finger with its infinite variations, but it could be considered as a first class acupoint sealing technique in the Wulin world; how would they know that fighting Ying Gu they were like fighting their black star. She was determined to avenge the death of her son; she fully realized Reverend Yideng's finger skill was very fierce, thereupon she spent a great deal of time and energy to find a method to subdue that skill. She was very skillful in embroidery, so she found her inspiration from the wonderful needlework technique. She wore a tiny golden hoop on the tip of her right hand index finger; on the hoop was a three-fen about 1 cm long golden needle, which tip was dipped in poison. Her vision was excellent, her hand was steady; after training hard for several years she was able to prick a fly flying in the air. This time fighting the enemy she was able to prick the scholar's index finger. Seeing the direction of the farmer's finger she laughed coldly, lifting up her delicate hand she aimed her fingertip to his and pricked the farmer's finger.As the saying goes, 'ten fingers join the heart', the tip of the index finger is connected to the hand's 'yang ming' positive and bright passage to the large intestine. As the golden needle pricked in, it hit the 'shang yang xue' positive quotient acupoint squarely.In his last effort to score victory amidst a defeat, the farmer had exerted all his strength to his finger. Ying Gu on the other hand, did not have to exert any strength; all she needed to do was to position her golden needle right on the path of the farmer's finger. Hence she let the farmer prick his own finger by the needle.As his finger was pricked, the farmer roared like a tiger and fumbled to the ground. Ying Gu coldly mocked, "Nice Captain!" and she dashed toward the courtyard in front of the meditation building."Niang-niang, stop!" the fisherman shouted.Ying Gu halted her step and turned around; "And just how are you going to stop me?" she sneered. By that time she had already at the front of the lotus pond. The pond was connected to the meditation building by a small stone bridge. Ying Gu was standing on the bridge's end, staring at the fisherman. The night was dark, barely enough ambient light to recognize her face. The fisherman stood facing her, he felt her stares were very cold; he shivered involuntarily and did not dare to step forward to stop her.Ying Gu coldly said, "The Prime Minister and the Captain have been hit by my 'qi jue zhen' seven lethal needle, nobody in this world can save their lives. Do you want to send your own life off?" Without waiting for an answer she turned around and slowly walked forward. Not once did she turn her head; apparently she was not afraid of any sneak attack.It was only about twenty steps from the small bridge to the building. As she reached the end of the pathway, suddenly someone came out from the darkness; cupping up his fists he said, "Senior, how are you?"Ying Gu was startled; she thought, "This person waited quietly here and appeared suddenly; why didn't I heard his breathing before? If he had evil intention I would have been dead or at least wounded." She fixed her eyes to look closer and saw this person was tall and broad-shouldered, with thick eyebrows and big eyes; it was precisely the person she gave directions to, Guo Jing. "Is the young miss' injury healed?" she asked.Guo Jing bowed and said, "Thank you so much for your directions, Senior. Reverend Yideng has cured my martial sister's injury."Humph," Ying Gu snorted, "Why didn't she thank me in person?" Her mouth was speaking, but her feet also kept walking forward.Guo Jing was standing at the other end of the bridge. "Senior, please return!" he hastily said.Ying Gu ignored him; she slightly leaned her body sideways and utilizing the 'ni qiu gong' she slipped past by him. Even though Guo Jing had fought Ying Gu at the Black Marsh, he did not anticipate she would slip pass him while still talking and that her body could be this slippery. In his desperation Guo Jing flung his left arm backward, attacking Ying Gu using the marvelous Vacant Fist of Zhou Botong.Ying Gu thought that she had already slipped through Guo Jing; who would have thought that suddenly a soft yet strong gust of wind came from his fist pounced toward her face, forcing her to draw back. But Ying Gu was determined not to return, so no matter how strong Guo Jing's attack was, she bravely charged forward as if wanted to receive the blow head-on."Watch out!" Guo Jing hurriedly shouted. He felt a warm and soft female body was thrown into the crook of his own elbow. He was stunned. Taking advantage of his situation Ying Gu swept his feet and both of them fell into the lotus pond.When they were still midair, Ying Gu's left hand slipped underneath Guo Jing's right arm pit, wound around his back and grabbed his left shoulder, her middle finger curled toward Guo Jing's throat while her thumb and index finger pinched the back of his neck with all her strength. It was the fiercest 'qian feng hou bi qi' sealing front throat shutting air technique from the 'qin na shou' grab and capture; so long as one pinch hit the mark, the enemy's air passage would be sealed and he would not be able to breathe.While he was falling down Guo Jing felt his shoulder was grabbed, he knew his situation was not good. He bent his right arm to clasp Ying Gu's neck. It was also a technique from the 'qin na shou' called the 'hou xie jing bi qi' clasping the back of the neck to close up breathing. Ying Gu knew Guo Jing's arm strength was devastating, and that her own strength was far too inferior; she knew although she attacked first but she could not compete with him in terms of brute force, so she let her hand off Guo Jing shoulder and stretched her finger to prick him instead. Guo Jing used his left arm to parry her finger.
