After Li Ping and Guo Jing followed Zhe Bie to Tiemuzhen's army, their lives were much better than before. After living here for nearly a year and a half, Little Guo Jing had also become familiar with Tiemuzhen's fourth son, Tuolei. They made an appointment to become sworn brothers by the river and became Anda (Mongolian: Torrey gave Guo Jing a gold accessory, and Guo Jing gave Torrey a small bag that Li Ping had personally sewn.
One morning, after Tuo Lei and Guo Jing went out, Yun Feng followed behind them leisurely. He kept muttering,"Children's play is really boring. What's so fun about it?”However, Guo Jing had mastered a strange technique that allowed him to automatically filter out some words, especially Yun Feng's. Hence, Guo Jing looked at Yun Feng with amusement as he yawned and watched them play. He asked him why he was so bored and still followed them. Yun Feng replied,"Where else can I go? Isn't it even more boring to be alone?" These words made Guo Jing feel a little sad about Yun Feng's situation. It was obvious that this was not what Yun Feng wanted, so when Yun Feng rolled his eyes at Guo Jing, Guo Jing scratched his head, not understanding why Yun Feng was glaring at him.
After teaching Guo Jing how to infuse his internal energy into his fists and feet, Yun Feng naturally followed the path of internal energy and circulated his qi. However, he unexpectedly found that he felt a little different. If Yun Feng was an illusory existence in the past, then he now felt a little corporeal. When Yun Feng told Guo Jing about this discovery, Guo Jing was also happy for Yun Feng.
Therefore, Guo Jing was pleasantly surprised and asked Yun Feng to try it quickly. He found that Yun Feng could indeed move some small objects with the strength of a breeze blowing an object. Although it was a little small, he could indeed move. This discovery made Yun Feng extremely happy. As such, Yun Feng was one of the more diligent cultivators. However, his lazy personality was hard to change, and his diligence was still not as good as Guo Jing's. Guo Jing was clumsy and did not know how to persuade him. He was secretly anxious for Yun Feng. Unfortunately, he was neither in a hurry nor slow. No matter how Guo Jing pulled him to practice with him, he was still the same.
Just as Guo Jing and Torrey were happily shooting a wild rabbit with a small bow, a boy about eleven or twelve years old in luxurious clothes walked out with seven companions behind him. He shouted,"Torrey, this rabbit was raised by my family. You actually dared to shoot it to death. However, I will be magnanimous and let you off.”With that, he picked up the rabbit and turned to leave.
Torrey was not convinced." Dushi, you're cheating. This is clearly a wild rabbit. How could it be raised by your family?"!”
Du Shi was the grandson of Wang Han, the leader of the largest tribe in the grasslands. Under the protection of his grandfather, he was arrogant. Seeing that Torrey dared to talk back, he shouted angrily,"My grandfather is Wang Han, and my father is Sangkun. How dare you talk back to me? Not to mention a rabbit, even everything on this grassland belongs to my family. Even your mother was taken away by my grandfather and father to snatch it back and return it to your father!”
When Torrey heard this, he was furious." You're lying! My father is the greatest hero on the prairie. I'll tell my father that you slandered him!"”Dushi laughed loudly as he walked up to Torrey and slapped him."Tell your father that even if I hit you, your father wouldn't dare to say anything. Moreover, I'm telling the truth!”Torrey was slapped for no reason. He looked at Du Shi angrily. His little face was red. He wanted to cry but refused to.
Guo Jing saw that Torrey had been beaten up and was furious. He did not care that the other party was bigger than him and had more people than him. He rammed his head into Dushi. The historian was caught off guard and fell backward. When his companions saw this, a few of them immediately chased after him. Both sides punched and kicked, and they started fighting. Meanwhile, Du Shi, who had just gotten up, shouted at the side, wanting his companions to beat Guo Jing up.
However, Guo Jing had practiced some martial arts and his body was relatively resistant to attacks. At first, he was fine. It was just that he could only be beaten and could not fight back, which made him very angry. Torrey was in a worse state. He was pressed to the ground and kicked fiercely.
Guo Jing, who was parrying, suddenly heard Yun Feng shout,""Little Jing, have you forgotten the martial arts I taught you? Martial arts was not only used to strengthen the body, but also to fight.”Yun Feng, who was originally in a daze, was awakened by the noise. Seeing that Guo Jing was surrounded and beaten up but did not know how to fight back, he reminded him.
Although Little Guo Jing's brain wasn't very bright and he didn't have much fighting experience, his body's memory was pretty good. Once Yun Feng reminded him, he immediately reflexively supported himself with both hands on the ground, straightened his waist, and kicked the children who were pressing down on him. Then, he flipped over and stood up. He crossed his hands and pounced on the children.
After all, Yun Feng wasn't a martial arts expert. He wasn't even a low-level martial artist. He didn't have any experience at all. He was completely following the map and explaining according to the contents of those books. Internal Strength was not too bad. It was just the basics. It was not too difficult, nor was it too profound. It would not be a big problem even if it was mixed. However, martial arts could not be practiced in theory and pictures alone. It was even more difficult to use it with internal strength.
Therefore, although Guo Jing had learned some martial arts, he lacked experience. In addition, his opponents were older and had more people. Three against one, like three heroes fighting Lu Bu, surrounded Guo Jing, making it difficult for Guo Jing to defend himself.
Yun Feng watched anxiously from the side. As he carefully observed Guo Jing's situation, he recalled the contents of the secret manual and verified it with reality, hoping to help Guo Jing get out of his predicament. Guo Jing, on the other hand, had many things he didn't understand when he was practicing. Through Yun Feng's detailed explanations and thousands of repetitions of training, his body had already firmly memorized the use of the moves. The more he fought, the braver he became, and the more familiar and coherent his moves became. Coupled with Yun Feng's occasional reminders, the chances of him being hit gradually decreased, and he began to attack and defend.
Just as they were in a stalemate, the bell of a horse rang from behind a sand dune not far away. A small group of people rode over.
The one in the lead was a short fatty riding a yellow horse. He had short arms and legs, no neck, and an unusually large head. However, it was curled up in his shoulders, making him look like a huge meatball on the horse. However, the horse he was riding was unusually handsome. It was tall and fat. Such a good horse was rare even among Mongolian horses. It could not even compare to this one.
The one on the left had thick hands and feet. He had a dull expression. He held a pitch-black carrying pole in his hand and a short axe at his waist. The one in the middle was tall and sturdy. He looked like he weighed more than 260 pounds. There was a foot-long sharp knife on his waist. He looked like a butcher. The one on the right had a short figure, fair skin, and a scale in his hand.
On the left side of the last row was a woman, about 23 or 24 years old. She had a slim figure, big eyes, long eyelashes, and snow-white skin. She was a quick-witted woman that could only be found in Jiangnan. In the middle was a blind man in his fifties. His clothes were ragged, and he held a thick iron staff in his right hand. On the right was a middle-aged scholar, but his clothes were sloppy. He held a tattered oil-paper black fan in his hand and waved it as he walked.
Although this group of strange people would attract attention wherever they went, Guo Jing and the others were busy fighting and did not pay attention to them.
These seven people were the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan: Flying Bat Ke Zhen 'e, Magical Hand Scholar Zhu Cong, Horse King Han Baoju, South Mountain Woodcutter Nan Xiren, Smiling Mituo Zhang Asheng, City Hero Yin Quan Jinfa, Yue Female Sword Han Xiaoying.
They had a misunderstanding with Qiu Chuji six years ago. Although it was explained clearly later, they were still indignant at Qiu Chuji. In the end, they were provoked by Qiu Chuji and looked for the child in Li Ping's stomach. They planned to take him as a disciple and compete with Qiu Chuji's disciple eighteen years later. They followed the clues and finally arrived at the grassland.
Han Baoju took the lead and said to his brothers,"Those three big kids can't even beat a little one, hehe.”
Zhu Cong glanced at Guo Jing and said,""The little black boy should have learned some martial arts. Although it's not very profound, it's quite exquisite. However, he doesn't use it very well. I don't know if the person who taught him is too bad or if that black boy didn't learn it well.”
Seeing that Guo Jing and the three of them were at a stalemate, Du Shi felt embarrassed and called the other two children who were watching from the side to help. In the end, five people were attacking Guo Jing, two were beating up Torrey, and Du Shi was shouting at the side. Under the siege of the five people, Guo Jing suddenly became flustered. Fortunately, he had internal energy and his limbs were heavier than ordinary people. He beat the children so that they did not dare to get too close, but he also took a few hits. He looked at Torrey, who was screaming and screaming from being beaten by two children. His eyes and nose were swollen.
Guo Jing was a tenacious person. The stronger the opponent was, the braver he would be and the more fearless he would be. Although he had been punched many times, he still gritted his teeth and fought against Du Shi's companions head-on. He saw Torrey's miserable state from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't spare his body to protect Torrey. He was furious and shouted wildly. His face was ferocious, and his hands danced even tighter. His punches became heavier and heavier.
While the five people were stunned by Guo Jing's aura and didn't dare to get too close, Guo Jing escaped and ran to Torrey's side. In a few moves, he beat away the two people who surrounded Torrey and pulled Torrey away.
Dushizheng watched with relish, but who knew that they would still escape. Of course, he was unwilling to accept this. He said to his subordinates,"Useless thing, you can't even leave two people behind. If you don't chase after them, beat them up so that Torrey will admit that his father is a coward!”
The meatball on the yellow fat horse shook its head."What a ruthless child."
Dushi was used to being rude and unreasonable, so how could he allow others to criticize him? He scolded Han Baoju,"Go away! Don't be long-winded here. Do you know who I am? No one can control what I want.”Although he hated Han Baoju scolding him, he only lost his temper when he saw that there were seven adults in their group. He did not have the guts to attack the Seven Devils. He then said to his subordinates,"Hurry up and chase!"
Guo Jing ran wildly with Torrey, but Torrey's legs were short and he was covered in bruises, so he didn't walk fast. In a short while, he was caught and surrounded. Seeing that he couldn't escape, Guo Jing shielded Torrey behind him and pulled out the dagger Li Ping had given him from his bosom. He shouted,""Who dares to come up?"
The dagger was completely black and looked like a piece of charred wood. However, under the sunlight, it shone with a special light. It was obviously a rare treasure.
When the children saw Guo Jing take out his weapon, they looked at each other and did not dare to approach him. Du Shi stomped his feet." We Mongol men fight with our fists, but you guys actually used knives. Despicable. You're not Mongol heroes. You're indeed Timujin's little dog. Cowards. Put down your knives if you have the guts. Let's fight again."”
Guo Jing ignored them and glared at Du Shi and the others. Torrey heard Dushi scolding his father again and said angrily,""Dusi, you little dog. You're acting like a tyrant just because your grandfather is Wang Han. If you have the ability, come and fight me yourself. Don't rely on numbers.”
Dushi was a spoiled brat who would cry out in pain just by rubbing against him. How could he possibly fight with Torrey? He immediately said stubbornly,"Don't be so smug, you two little dogs.”
"Alright, we'll call again tomorrow!" Torrey knew that it was impossible for him and Guo Jing to defeat the eight of them alone. Du Shi's challenge was exactly what he wanted. He planned to ask his third brother, Ogodai, to help out tomorrow before returning to the arena.
After setting the time and place, Dushi glared at Guo Jing with hatred and left with his subordinates.
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