The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 102

It’s the time when the sun is rising and the heavy snow has stopped. Looking around, you can see Qiongyao all over the mountains, crystals all over the ground, and the sun shining on the white snow, which is even more magnificent.

Suddenly there was a "boom", but it was Yang Guo who shook the snowman away and jumped out.

He rushed over in three or two steps, and suddenly saw the five clowns in front of him, as if they were attacking Wu Zhai, so he drew out his sword with a sound of "敪", and stabbed the big clown in the chest!
Lu Wushuang called out:
"Hey, stop, your master is stringing candied haws!"

The point of the sword barely stopped on Da Chou's chest, Da Chou was terrified, but Yang Guo withdrew his long sword, leaned towards the fire and said:

"Master, this practice method is very good, but my kung fu this night is better than the previous half month!"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"Then you have to make an agreement with these two little girls to build a snowman with you every day, and I don't know if they are willing..."

Cheng Ying smiled slightly and said:

"If it's good for Brother Yang's practice, it's not difficult for us to build a snowman."

Yang Guo was overjoyed, but suddenly thought that there was no snow in Xiangyang, he felt a little depressed and muttered in a low voice:

"But I can't practice for a few days."

Wu Zhai said:
"There is a cold jade bed in your master's ancient tomb, which is made of ancient cold jade. Practicing on it is much better than in the snowman."

Yang Guo giggled, leaned close to Wu Zhai and said:
"Master, just tell my wife and ask me to practice too, right?"

Wu Zhai pouted at Lu Wushuang and said:
"I'm afraid you have to discuss this matter with Miss Wushuang."

Yang Guo wondered:

"Sister Wushuang, why should I discuss it with you?"

Lu Wushuang proudly raised her head and said:

"I'm going to worship under your teacher's wife in a few days, so naturally I'll use the cold jade bed first, Xiao Yang Guo, you have to be nice to me, otherwise, hum..."

Yang Guo rolled his eyes and said flatteringly:

"Sister Wushuang, are you hungry? Let me catch some wild game for you, okay?"

Cheng Ying let out a "puchi" laugh and sighed:

"Brother Yang, you are too deliberate!"

Yang Guo scratched his head, said with a bitter face:
"Hey, how can a person not bow his head under the low eaves, it's too difficult for me..."

Wu Zhai shouted in a low voice:
"Get out, stop embarrassing yourself here!"

Yang Guo made a grimace and skipped away, Lu Wushuang called out:
"Hey, wait for me!"

Cheng Ying smiled at Wu Zhai and said:

"Daozhang Yin, I'm going to help them too!"

So he led Lu Wushuang and went down the mountain with Yang Guo.

Wu Zhai withdrew [-]% of his strength, and Wu Chou immediately felt much more relaxed. He hurriedly stood up and steadied his horse gait, glaring furiously, and joined forces to resist him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood still, Wu Zhai's inner strength came again.

Wu Chou felt that the pressure was getting heavier and heavier, and his chest was disgusted, and gradually every breath was difficult.

Wu Zhai withdrew his strength again and said:
"Qi Gong is still awake, you have to hold on, don't die."

Wu Chou struggled to hold on, but couldn't break free after all, thinking that when Hong Qigong woke up, he didn't know what to do with him, his face turned pale.

At noon, Yang Guo came back with his two daughters and brought two hares.

Wash it clean and grill it on the fire.

As the scent wafted, the five clowns were raging with hunger, gulping down their mouths, but in the end they didn't dare to ask for it.

Hong Qigong was still sleeping quietly, Wu Zhai secretly said:

"This old man can't hold back. I don't know if it's because he's extremely sleepy, or because the rabbit doesn't smell good enough?"

On the evening of the second day, Yang Guo was still practicing among the snowmen, and the two girls slept next to the fire with their clothes together.

Another night and day passed in the blink of an eye, and on the fourth day morning, Yang Guo and the three still went out to hunt, the five clowns were already dying, they all knelt down on the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.

At this moment, only the sound of Feng, Feng, Feng was heard, a person turned out from behind the corner of the mountain, turned upside down, holding a stone in each hand, walking on the ground, it was Xidu Ouyang Feng.

Seeing the shape of the five ugly people, Ouyang Feng suddenly jumped behind them, stretched out his right foot to support his vest, a strong force passed through the five people all the way.

Wu Zhai felt his hands sink, and the opponent's strength surged, and he hurriedly fought back.

Poor Zangbian Wuchou has competed against Wu Zhai's internal strength for the past three days, the dantian has long been empty, and now it is sandwiched between the two, making it a mat for trial moves and a sandbag for boxing practice.

His body was cold and hot for a while, his breathing was tight and slow for a while, and the bones all over his body were rattling. It was a hundred times worse than any torture, but he couldn't even scream!
Ouyang Feng suddenly asked:
"Little Taoist priest, your martial arts are very good, whose apprentice is it?"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"Master Changchun Zhenren."

Ouyang Feng said:

"It's not like, it's not like, Qiu Chuji's martial arts are too weak, how can there be such a powerful apprentice like you?"

While the two were talking, siblings still continued to compete, Ouyang Feng fired several times with different internal forces, but Wu Zhai lightly neutralized them on the other side.

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"It's not that I'm strong, it's that you are too weak. These decades have passed, and now you can't even beat Wang Chongyang's disciples and grandchildren. You really are getting better and better!"

As he spoke, he raised the power of his dantian and spread it from his fingertips, Ouyang Feng felt a strong force coming, his right foot was immediately shaken away, he took three steps back, he still felt self-sufficient and his legs were numb.

The pressure on the body of the five clowns in Zangbian suddenly lost, and they couldn't help staggering, as if they were drunk, they collapsed on the ground. They gave the internal force of these two masters back and forth, and their internal organs were seriously injured. , has become a useless person, even a child of seven or eight years old is no match for it.

Ouyang Feng's expression changed in astonishment, thinking that in the past few decades, there is no one other than Wang Chongyang with such great internal strength, and shouted:
"Who are you? Who is Wang Chongyang?"

Wu Zhai said:
"Ouyang Feng, you practiced the "Nine Yin Manual" and completely dispelled your strong internal energy. Now I'm afraid that you have fallen from the fifth class to the eighteenth class..."

Ouyang Feng's heart skipped a beat, he felt that the word "Ouyang Feng" was really familiar, but he couldn't remember his own name, so he shook his head and said:

"I'm not Ouyang Feng, you've got the wrong person."

Suddenly one person laughed and said:
"You don't know your own name, go home and think about it."

A snowdrift next to it suddenly exploded, and a person flew out of it, stood beside Wu Zhai, and said with a smile

"It was such a good sleep!"

It was Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered beggar, Ouyang Feng said angrily:

"You must know, tell me!"

Hong Qigong said:

"Well, your name is Smelly Toad."

Ouyang Feng is very familiar with the word "toad". It sounds similar, but it's not the same when you think about it carefully.

He and Hong Qigong have been deadly enemies for decades, and the hatred is deeply imprinted in his mind. Although he doesn't understand why at this time, he naturally gets angry when he sees him.

Seeing him standing there blankly, Hong Qigong suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, he was on guard secretly, and sure enough, when he heard him roar, he rushed towards him viciously.

He didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, and his move was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but Wu Zhai went up to meet him first, and said:
"Qi Gong, his martial arts skills are low now, and I, the younger generation, can take care of him. Don't insult your reputation of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Hong Qigong laughed loudly and said:

"Wonderful, wonderful! Stinky Toad is an [-]th-rate low hand, and he really can't be a beggar!"

(End of this chapter)