Chapter 92: Ten-year Agreement

Cheng Ying sighed, "Guo Daxia's disciple is indeed a young hero with outstanding talent!" She glanced at Feng Yi beside her and sighed, "It's a pity that he pales in comparison to the man next to him."

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Feng Yi's pair of black pupils staring at him.

Cheng Ying had never been stared at like this by a man in her life, and she was young and young, so she quickly avoided his gaze.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "You are right. I underestimated them before."

Cheng Ying was stunned and a little confused.

Feng Yi is not fussy about trivial matters. If he is kind to others, he will often only see their strengths and not their weaknesses.

If you are not kind to others, then do the opposite.

Feng Yi has no good feelings towards the two brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, and thinks that they and Guo Fu are a bunch of idiots.

After all, Huang Rong had personally confirmed that her daughter was a fool.

These two brothers hang around Guo Fu every day. They are not as good as Yang Guo in everything, but they are just jealous of each other and cause trouble for Guo Jing and his wife.

If Cheng Ying hadn't mentioned it, he probably wouldn't have realized that the two of them had their shining points for ten or eight years.

Today, they fought against many enemies with few people, but they still had courage and backbone, which is a rare quality. In addition, they were both very handsome. Wu Dunru's swordsmanship was pure, and his back moves were hidden. Although his skills were shallow, his swordsmanship was very mysterious. They had only been disciples for less than four years, so his martial arts skills were considered impressive among the younger generation.

It is no wonder that Guo Jing and Huang Rong would risk their lives for Yang Guo even though they knew that these two disciples were not as good as him. Guo Fu was even more troubled to choose between the two brothers.

It seems that I always look at people through tinted glasses. I can't help but sigh.

Cheng Ying kept watching Feng Yi, not missing any slight changes in his expression. When she saw him sighing in dismay, she asked, "Why are you sighing?"

Feng Yi smiled bitterly and said, "In your eyes, they are young heroes with outstanding talents. Even if the two brothers are dead now, as the ancients said, 'If there is a beautiful praise, what else can a man ask for'. Compared with them, I am far inferior."

Cheng Ying's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed, and she wanted to smile, but for some reason, she said coldly, "Why can't you compare to them?"

Feng Yi glanced at her and said, "Both of those brothers have seen what you look like, but I haven't. Isn't this why I can't compare to them?"

"Nonsense!" Cheng Ying spat, "What's so good about me? Besides, when we met, we were both only twelve or thirteen years old. How can you be inferior to them?"

She was thin-skinned, and her ears were already red from Feng Yi's teasing.

It turned out that the mother of the Wu brothers had brought them to the Lu family. Cheng Ying and the two were both twelve or thirteen years old. They had played together and knew each other.

Even though Feng Yi knew that Cheng Ying didn't want to show her true face, he still wanted to see what she looked like. If he left and disappeared forever, perhaps this desire would be over.

But the two of them were in the same place, and it was boring to watch these people fighting, so he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't force it like a gangster, so he sighed at her and said, "If I had known this, I would rather not see you, so as not to make me sad."

He has the attitude of not giving up until he achieves his goal. As the saying goes, he has a thick skin.

However, Cheng Ying's ears turned red, but she still rolled her eyes at him and said, "Then you can be sad..."

Before he finished his words, Wu Dunru shouted, "How shameless!" He shook the sword and stabbed it towards Huo Du's lower abdomen.

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen heard Huo Du calling them cowards. How could they save face if this got out?

They admired their master the most. Seeing Huo Du still talking about making a contract with the master, everyone laughed. The nameless anger in their hearts grew stronger and stronger. How could they bear it? They immediately drew their swords and attacked.

However, although Guo Jing was highly skilled in martial arts, he was not good at teaching his children. Although he had understood the essence of superior martial arts, he was always unable to express himself clearly when imparting it.

The Wu brothers were of average talent. How much did they learn in just a few years? It was enough for ordinary people.

And Huo Du has inherited the true teachings of National Master Jinlun and is a first-rate martial artist. He is twenty years older than the other two and naturally has much stronger internal strength.

When he first entered the Central Plains, he injured the three heroes of Henan. Later, he single-handedly killed the Seven Hegemons of Lanzhou on the Ganliang Road. His name immediately became famous throughout the world.

Later, he went to Mount Zhongnan to propose to Xiaolongnu. Even Hao Datong of Quanzhen Sect was seriously injured by his "big handprint". His martial arts skills were truly extraordinary.

After exchanging a few moves with Wu Dunru, he saw his sword coming and twisted his body to the left. This turn was quite clever.

Wu Dunru stabbed the air with his sword and was about to change his tactics when Huo Du lifted the flat blade of the sword with his left index finger and hit the blade with his folding fan. With a clang, the sword broke into two pieces.

Wu Dunru was greatly surprised and jumped away hastily. Wu Xiuwen was afraid of hurting his brother, so he leaped with one leg and thrust his sword straight into Huo Du's back, to teach him a lesson and prevent him from pursuing him.

As he made a move, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, shining brightly. The sword stabbed diagonally and was aimed straight at him, concealing a powerful follow-up move. If it had been someone else, it would have inevitably pierced his chest or abdomen.

But Huo Du was very skilled in martial arts. When Wu Xiuwen thrust out with his sword, he did not even look at it. He waved his fan and turned it. With a clang, Wu Xiuwen's sword became crooked and slanted like a live snake, ready to jump out of his hand.

If Wu Xiuwen tried to move the sword along with the fan, his shoulder bone would be dislocated, so he had to let go of the sword and leap backwards.

But the long sword flew straight up, the sword light flashed a few times in the air, and then fell down.

All of Huodu's men cheered loudly.

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were young and fearless, and they thought that they and their brother had inherited the true martial arts from their master, and that even if one of them could not defeat him, they would definitely not be defeated when the two of them worked together. However, they did not expect this result.

The two brothers looked at each other at this time, both determined to fight to the death. They stared at Huo Du fiercely. Wu Dunru raised his left palm in the air and his right palm downward; Wu Xiuwen lowered his left palm and raised his right palm horizontally, all of which were moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

As soon as Huodu makes a move, they will fight to the death. Even if they cannot die together, they will fight to the death.

Although Huo Du was learning martial arts in Mongolia, his master, the National Master Jinlun, was knowledgeable and knew all the martial arts of the famous masters in the Central Plains. When Huo Du was learning martial arts, he had already decided to go to the Central Plains to establish his reputation, so the National Master Jinlun had disassembled the proud moves of the famous martial arts schools in the Central Plains with him one by one.

Huo Du saw that although the two Wu brothers were young, they were steady and dignified, so he did not dare to look down on them. He thought, "It is enough for me to win so far. Now that I have met these two, I must defeat them. But if I take action, I will not be able to defeat them in a short time. Not only will my reputation be damaged, but if Guo Jing sees me, he will have an excuse to attack me, which will be a disaster for me."

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a top-notch martial art. Even though the Wu brothers' skills are shallow, they perform the moves perfectly. Ordinary people would not think much of it, but an expert like Huo Du would know that it is not easy to perform.

Huo Du was arrogant and ruthless, but also cunning. He laughed and said, "I have an appointment with Hero Guo. I am just having fun with these two youngsters. Please take the trouble to capture them!"

These few words showed his identity without giving anyone any excuse. Everyone was puzzled, but since he had given the order, no one dared to disobey. Four of them bent their knees slightly and rushed forward to attack.

Cheng Ying said: "Let's go and help!"

Feng Yi's ears trembled slightly, and he suddenly pulled her and pointed, saying, "No need, let's wait and see how Hero Guo handles it first!" Cheng Ying looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a man standing on a big tree in the distance. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was wearing a gray coat. He was over thirty years old and looked rustic.

However, Cheng Ying saw him standing on the treetop, simple and solid, as solid as a mountain, and exclaimed: "Is this the hero Guo? How amazing!"

Feng Yi nodded and said, "That's it!"

Cheng Ying asked, "When did he arrive? Why didn't he make a move?"

Feng Yi said: "He just arrived, and he didn't take action immediately. It's obvious that he wanted to see how his disciple performs."

Feng Yi's magical power was amazing, and his perception was sharp. He could hear the sounds of footsteps and fluttering clothes within ten feet. He was in a commanding position, so even Guo Jing's arrival could not be hidden from him.

Cheng Ying thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, a person's character can only be revealed when he encounters a big event."

Feng Yi also nodded and said: "That's right, just like I want to see your face so much, but I don't force it, which shows that you have good character!"

Even though Cheng Ying was reserved, she was provoked by these words and burst into laughter. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of horse hooves from the north, and then she saw a horse galloping towards them with surprising force.

Cheng Ying was surprised: "How can this horse be so fast?"

Feng Yi sighed and said, "That was the Ferghana horse that made Emperor Wu of Han jealous!"

Cheng Ying was far away when he heard this, but he immediately rushed inside. The horse's pace was extremely swift. As soon as Feng Yi finished speaking, it had already run to the front. The horse was tall and had high legs, covered with red hair, and looked extremely majestic.

Several people caught in the melee also jumped away.

I saw a girl in red riding on a horse. Both she and the horse rushed towards me like a big piece of burning charcoal, except that her snow-white face was not red.

She pulled the reins and the red horse stopped suddenly.

The horse stopped in the middle of a gallop, without standing still or neighing, and looked calm and relaxed.

Huodu was the grandson of Temujin's sworn brother Jamukha. Although Jamukha was killed by Temujin, he did not kill all of his brother's descendants. He grew up in Mongolia and had seen many fine horses, but had never seen such a fine horse. He did not know that this horse was the Ferghana horse that Guo Jing obtained in the Mongolian desert.

It was just a little red horse back then, and now it has grown old, and is considered middle-aged, but the divine creature is different from ordinary horses after all. Although it is old, its bones and muscles are still strong, and its legs are strong, just like when it was strong. So when Huo Du and others saw it before, they wanted to snatch it, but the horse was too fast and they couldn't catch up with it. The Wu brothers also protected their junior sister, so they let Guo Fu go and surrounded the Wu brothers.

Now seeing the red-dressed girl coming, he was both happy and surprised. He was happy because this BMW was unparalleled and this beauty was incomparable. If he could get it as soon as possible, this trip to the Central Plains would be really enjoyable! He was surprised that Guo Jing was whistling a few miles away just now, so he must be coming soon. How could he get it? Huodu saw that the girl's forehead was slightly sweaty after a while of running. Her cheeks were reflected by the red dress, which made her more beautiful. He waved his fan and stepped forward, smiling and said, "Little King Huodu, may I ask the girl's name?"

Guo Fu couldn't help but frown, her expression was quite contemptuous, and she said, "I won't talk to you, a bad guy!"

His eyes turned and fell on Da Wu and Xiao Wu. Seeing the blood on their bodies, he was terrified and shouted loudly: "Brother Da Wu, Brother Xiao Wu, are you seriously injured?"

There was already silence in front of the mountain, and this crisp voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, so moving that anyone who heard it would feel refreshed.

The Wu brothers were afraid of being laughed at by Guo Fu, but seeing her concern and affection, they felt refreshed. They didn't take the bleeding and injuries seriously and laughed hastily, "It's okay, it's okay, just a flesh wound!"

Wu Xiuwen asked, "Sister Fu, have Master and his wife arrived?"

Guo Fu smiled and said, "Of course!"

When everyone saw her smile, it was like a rose suddenly blooming, bright and beautiful. For some reason, they all felt ashamed in their hearts: "What a sin! We are all martial arts masters, but we are not heroes for making things difficult for such a delicate woman!"

Feng Yi, who was hiding in the dark, saw this extremely beautiful girl. At one glance, he was sure that she must be Guo Fu, the daughter of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and his heart was moved.

I couldn't help but think of a controversial topic in my previous life, which was whether Yang Guo liked Guo Fu.

The image of Xiaolongnu immediately appeared in my mind.

If we talk about the beauty of their appearance, one can say that they are winter plum and spring orchid, each with their own unique qualities.

Because Xiaolongnu cannot be looked at directly, like a plum blossom in the snow, she has a spirit that is more proud than the frost and snow, and is without a trace of worldly worldly things. She gives people a feeling that she can only be viewed from a distance and not touched, and she appears to be full of fairy spirit, which is a complete victory in temperament.

Guo Fu was very beautiful, and what made men irresistible was that her beauty was accompanied by a bright and gorgeous aura, which was so conspicuous and moving, and gave people a great sense of reality.

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Feng Yi couldn't help but think: "I have seen countless women, Ling Bo is even more beautiful, but this girl is even better, no wonder Xiao Wu and Da Wu fought so hard for her.

As for Yang Guo, he must have been moved, otherwise why would he feel inferior when he saw her? With Yang Guo's proud personality, if he was not moved, he would not care; if he no longer cared, why would he feel inferior? Yang Guo has met so many beautiful girls in his life, why doesn't he feel inferior in front of other beautiful girls? "

Cheng Ying also focused her eyes on Guo Fu, and looked at her more deeply than the others. She couldn't help but sigh, "Miss Guo is getting more and more beautiful!"

She had also seen Guo Fu in Yang Guo's broken kiln.

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Cheng Ying asked, "What's the pity?"

Feng Yi said faintly: "I don't know which one of you is more beautiful!"

"Of course Miss Guo is prettier." Cheng Ying said, and then snorted, "As a husband, you are always concerned about which woman is prettier. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Feng Yi smiled and said calmly: "If I was afraid of being laughed at, why would I become a killer? Why would I be willing to lie here and watch the fun? Wouldn't it be better if I go down and kill these people?"

Cheng Ying was stunned when he heard this.

Suddenly, someone laughed, and a tall and strong man strode towards Guo Fu. Without any sympathy for her, he jumped up and reached out to grab Guo Fu.

Beautiful women are certainly attractive, but BMWs are just as alluring.

Just as Guo Fu was about to take action to dismantle it, she heard two whooshing sounds. The man was swinging his arms, concentrating on dealing with Guo Fu, not expecting a sneak attack. He was frightened and felt a sudden pain in his wrist and his arm went limp. At this time, another hidden weapon arrived and hit him in the chest.

After being hit, the man staggered and cursed, "Which thief..." Suddenly, his ears and face turned red, and he fell to the ground with his legs up in the air.

When everyone looked carefully, they saw that they were two stones. They were shocked. The people here were all martial arts masters from the Central Plains and Western Regions who were able to defeat a hundred people at once, but they were knocked down by stones.

I only heard Guo Fu shouting, "Mother!"

Huo Du's heart was moved, and he leaped back and shouted, "What a great finger-snapping magic! Is it the Beggars' Sect leader Huang who has arrived?"

Before he could finish his words, he heard several people behind him screaming and rushing towards Er Wu.

Er Wu was about to take action when he suddenly heard a clear whistle. A grey shadow rushed towards the crowd like lightning. Those people fell to the ground without knowing why.

Before anyone could see his face clearly, two of his companions fell down. Knowing that a strong enemy had arrived, they all raised their weapons and rushed forward.

The man in gray waved his hand casually, and everyone screamed, and seven or eight people fell down with a thud.

Seeing this, Huo Du waved his fan and sent it out. Unexpectedly, the man in gray turned around, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed his palm, saying, "How can you be so rude as to be a child?"

Huo Du grabbed him, but felt half of his body numb. He saw that this was the Guo Jing who had subdued him in Chongyang Palace. He was shocked and angry, and said sharply: "Master Guo, don't you know that a man's loyalty is the most important thing?"

Guo Jing snorted and gently waved his hand, throwing Huo Du a few feet away, like throwing straw. He swayed slightly and was already beside the big and small Wu. The two knelt down and kowtowed, shouting, "Master!"

Guo Jing helped the two men up and said gently, "You are very good. Young people have to suffer some losses!"

"Yes!" The two stood behind Guo Jing.

Everyone was already pale with fear after being frightened by Guo Jing's tricks. At this moment, the two warriors spoke out, which was more effective than Huo Du's shouting and giving orders. They retreated immediately.

When he looked at his companions on the field again, he saw that the bearded man's long sword had pierced into the old man's shoulder socket, the old man's knife was stuck on the bearded man's shoulder, the thin man's Emei spear had pierced through the tall man's palm, and the tall man's trident had nailed the thin man's foot.

The yellow-faced man's long whip was like a rope, which tied his hands tightly. The leader Huo Du somersaulted to the ground, took two steps back, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

Everyone glared at Guo Jing in shock and admiration, but they did not dare to go up again, especially those who had followed Huodu to cause trouble in Chongyang Palace. They were even more frightened. Facing this group of experts, Guo Jing defeated the enemy with just one move, no matter whether it was Huodu or anyone else. His martial arts were unfathomable. Apart from the National Master Jinlun himself, who could match him?

Cheng Ying was confused and looked at Feng Yi and asked, "What kind of martial arts is this?" She didn't understand Guo Jing's method.

Feng Yi also had a solemn expression on his face. He then opened his lips slightly, exhaled a long breath, and said, "How amazing! You can actually use your own method to fight back. This is truly turning decay into magic!"

It turned out that Guo Jing's skill of using the enemy to attack the enemy was derived from the ordinary kung fu of fighting with swords bare-handed. Even if there were ten or eight people attacking him at the same time, he could still use the enemy's knife to attack the enemy's sword, use the enemy's spear to pick up the enemy's whip, and use the enemy to attack the enemy and completely eliminate the enemy's strength.

Guo Jing's martial arts had already reached the highest level of being able to do whatever he wanted, but he was usually gentle and would leave room for others to fight back, not hurting anyone easily. But when he saw his beloved disciple injured, he acted a little more ruthlessly, and let these people suffer the consequences.

Seeing her father display his prowess, Guo Fu felt very pleased and clapped her hands in applause. However, before she uttered the word "good", Guo Jing glared at her. Guo Fu was most afraid of her father, so she stuck out her tongue.

Then a soft voice was heard: "I told you not to run around, your father will be angry!" A purple shadow came like lightning and stood beside Guo Fu.

She was an extremely beautiful woman, none other than Huang Rong.

Guo Fu hurriedly dismounted, took her mother's arm, and said coquettishly, "Mom!" She glared at Huo Du, bit her lip and said, "It's not me who ran away, it's this man who is so mean and tried to steal my horse!"

Huo Du was sitting on the ground. With a change of luck, he realized that he was not injured. He smiled slightly, stood up immediately, and bowed to Guo Jing with his fan in hand, saying, "Master Guo, how are you?"

Guo Jing bowed and said, "Your Excellency has done many good things!"

Huo Du said, "Master Guo, I didn't know this was your daughter, that's why there was such a misunderstanding!"

Huang Rong said coldly: "From what you said, if it wasn't my daughter, you could just rob people and horses at will?"

Huo Du smiled and said nothing.

After a moment's pause, he looked at Guo Jing and said, "Master Guo, you have outstanding martial arts skills, but a real man cannot stand without integrity.

You made an appointment with me that day to fight again in ten years, but you attacked me today. Could it be that the famous martial arts hero in the Central Plains is just a villain who breaks his promise and enriches himself?"

He met Guo Jing in Chongyang Palace that year and was defeated by him with one move. However, Guo Jing was moved by his martial arts skills and did not hurt him. However, Huodu played tricks on him and said that he admired Guo Jing's martial arts skills and would come to learn from him again in ten years.

Guo Jing didn't realize it at first and agreed without hesitation. Later, Qiu Chuji pointed it out to him and he realized that Qiu Chuji had made a ten-year agreement with him, hoping that he could do whatever he wanted during these ten years so that Qiu Chuji would not interfere.

Because according to the rules of the martial arts world, if one person believes that he has been defeated and agrees to fight again on a certain day, then before the day comes, even if they meet on a narrow road, they cannot fight.

Therefore, even though Huodu clearly heard Guo Jing's roar and knew that he would arrive soon, he was not afraid. As for Huang Rong, although her roar was not weak, she might not be very powerful if she really attacked him, so he did not take it seriously.

Even though Cheng Ying was always calm, he felt a surge of anger rushing to his head and couldn't help but say, "This man is so despicable. He knows that he is no match for Hero Guo, but he still uses this agreement to block him!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "It's better to be mean! If he wasn't mean, I would find it boring!"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Ying couldn't guess Feng Yi's thoughts.

Feng Yi's eyes rolled: "Do you want to know?"

"Um."

"Then take off the mask and I will tell you."

Cheng Ying's ears turned red and she said, "I'm not going to talk to you anymore."

Feng Yi felt even more itchy, and sighed faintly: "I know, girls all love beauty, but you must think that you are not as pretty as Ling Bo, nor as pretty as Miss Guo, so you are embarrassed to let me see you."

(End of this chapter)