The martial arts start saved the little dragon girl

Chapter 11 The Day of the Competition
In the next few days, Yang Guo practiced several exercises back and forth:
The S-class martial art Ha Toad Kung Fu, which is not so incomplete, the Quanzhen School Sword Art, which is already at the seventh rank, and the Quanzhen Sect Lightness Kung Fu, Jinyan Kung Fu.

He also knew that this was not very useful, it was nothing more than improving his proficiency.

But practicing martial arts is similar to everything that can make people obsessed. There is a steady stream of positive feedback, which makes him never tired of it.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were not eager for Yang Guo to win this competition, so they just gave him some experience in facing the enemy, and asked other disciples not to disturb Yang Guo's martial arts training.

Just a few days passed, the last heavy snowfall of the old year, and the new year.

The people in Chang'an City at the foot of the mountain happily played with the snow and welcomed the New Year. The sound of firecrackers, couplets, and lanterns made the festive arrangement reflect the indifference of these Taoist priests on Zhongnan Mountain.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Ma Yu took Yang Guo to pay homage to the ancestors of the Sanqing in the Chongyang Hall, and then led them down the mountainside to the ancient tomb.

After all, the relationship between the two factions is special, and Ma Yu didn't want to make it public, so he accompanied him here alone.

"Ma Yu, the chief disciple of Chongyang Daoist Master of Quanzhen Sect on the Taiyi Peak of Pindao, is here to fulfill the ten-year agreement by the order of his master, and pay a visit to Senior Lin of the Ancient Tomb Sect!"

Ma Yu is a loyal person, and he has always been polite, he did not dare to use his internal strength to avoid being said to show it intentionally, so he relied solely on his voice.

Fortunately, the deep mountain is empty, and the voice reverberates wantonly, so there is no fear that the other party will not hear it, especially Lin Chaoying, a person with a psychic perception.

No one answered for a long time.

Ma Yu was really patient, and stopped shouting, just stood in the snow-covered mountains, letting the cold wind hit his face.

He was afraid that Yang Guo's internal strength was still weak and would not be able to withstand the severe cold standing like this, so he held Yang Guo's hand and passed on some strength.

Yang Guo felt the opponent's hand was as warm as a stove, the zhenqi that came from him turned into heat and flowed in his body, it was indescribably comfortable.

After a long time, several people appeared from the ancient tomb without warning.

A woman with a heroic face, who can't tell how old she is, is followed by two girls who are both beautiful but have different styles.

They walked towards Yang Guo and the two slowly, their footsteps made no sound, and their footprints on the ground were barely visible.

At this time, Yang Guo already had some lightness kung fu and internal strength, and by substituting it into himself, he also had some knowledge in martial arts, seeing this, he sighed secretly:
' No wonder it is said that the essence of the ancient tomb sect's martial arts is lightness and agility, so there is no trace on the snow and no sound on the ground, it is really light work. '

The three walked gently in front of Yang Guo and the two, Lin Chaoying remained expressionless, ignoring Ma Yu to salute her face to face, and said calmly:
"Why didn't Wang Chongyang come?"

Hearing that he mentioned my master's name, Ma Yu bowed in the direction of Chongyang Palace, and then responded:
"Returning to seniors, my master had some understanding of martial arts a month ago, so he retreated to practice and study martial arts in detail, and he has not left the customs yet."

Lin Chaoying frowned slightly upon hearing this, and said:

"The so-called Wu Jue has long been a great master of martial arts, and I haven't seen anyone who can really go further.

Could it be that Wang Chongyang, when he is old, has opened his eyes and wanted to touch a higher realm? "

Ma Yu shook his head, "This junior doesn't know, and I don't dare to guess."

Although Lin Chaoying wanted to suppress Wang Chongyang wholeheartedly, but that was also a barbaric act like a little girl to attract men's attention, in fact, she was really happy to see her favorite person's martial arts improve to a higher level.

But these days, she has been thinking so much that she will be able to see Wang Chongyang on the first day of the new year.

As for the younger generation's martial arts competition, the winners and losers and so on, to her, just like Wang Chongyang, she doesn't care about it at all.

Seeing that Wang Chongyang did not come at this time, Lin Chaoying suddenly felt disheartened and couldn't arouse any interest.

She glanced at Yang Guo and said casually:

"This is the junior you selected? It looks handsome, much better than Wang Chongyang when he was young."

Hearing this, Ma Yu suddenly felt that he didn't know how to respond, so he could only say in embarrassment: "Senior, you just joked."

"However, martial arts competitions are not based on looks—of course we, the two little girls from the Ancient Tomb Sect, won't lose to you in terms of looks.

This kid seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. The martial arts taught by you Quanzhen is very difficult to learn. For a disciple of this age, if he is just getting started in swordsmanship, he may not even be able to reach the ninth rank.

If you send a disciple of the third generation—even if he is older, let me count him as a junior, he may be able to compete with our disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

To let this brat come here is to humiliate himself. "

For decades, Lin Chaoying has been determined to surpass Wang Chongyang, so she has studied Quanzhen School's martial arts a lot.

She knew that Quanzhen Kungfu is known as the most authentic martial arts in the world, and it pays attention to step-by-step and gradual accumulation.

Two people with similar talents, one learns Quanzhen Kungfu, and the other learns martial arts from other famous sects, in the first ten years, the Quanzhen Sect disciple must be inferior to the other.

But after ten years, the disciples of Quanzhen sect gradually catch up with each other because of their solid internal strength.

The martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect are somewhat similar to the Sunflower Collection, abandoning the accumulation of internal strength and taking the word "fast", which is very easy to achieve quickly.

Therefore, Quanzhen sect disciples like Yang Guo's age have no chance of winning against disciples of ancient tomb sect.

Afraid that Lin Chaoying would blame Quanzhen Sect for perfunctory competition, Ma Yu hurriedly said:

"Senior, this young man's name is Yang Guo, he is the nephew of Guo Jing Guo Daxia in Xiangyang City, he is talented and intelligent, he has advanced very quickly, and he is outstanding among the four generations of disciples I have taught."

"Oh? Xiangyang Guo Jing?" Lin Chaoying was slightly surprised when he heard the name, and then glanced at Yang Guo, "I heard that he is indeed a famous person. He became a great master at the age of forty, and he sat in Xiangyang City. He has suffered too many setbacks one after another. Known as a master of the devil's way, the devil's sect is frightened by the news."

Yang Guo and Lin Chaoying looked at each other calmly, then said:

"I, Uncle Guo, are naturally amazing. But I have been studying in Zhongnan Mountain since I was a child, but Uncle Guo never taught me."

Lin Chaoying nodded, "Well, although Wang Chongyang is not a thing, the martial arts taught by Quanzhen is an authentic Taoism. If you are determined and willing to learn, you may not be able to become a master."

She didn't see Wang Chongyang, so she was really a little bit dispirited, so she waved her hand behind her and said:
"Long Er, today you won the Quanzhen sect for our ancient tomb sect, and let the world know that Wang Chongyang's sect is useless and misleading his disciples."

Before Ma Yu came, he knew that he would not be ridiculed this time, so he smiled wryly and said to Yang Guo:
"After a while, Senior Lin's martial arts are not inferior to your ancestor's. The Ancient Tomb Sect has developed a different approach to martial arts, which is incomparably ingenious. You should compete with this dragon girl and learn the ancient tomb sect's brilliant moves."

Hearing this, Yang Guo took two steps forward, facing Xiao Longnu who also approached.

Xiao Longnv glanced at Yang Guo, slightly surprised.

This is not the first time they have met.

The cold wind seemed to know that there was going to be a martial arts competition here, so he approached at the right time, but he was not gentle, slicing everyone's face like a knife.And this time it was not empty-handed, it brought white snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell on Xiao Longnu's body and hair.

She is wearing a light gauze white dress today.

Yang Guo looked at the little dragon girl whose hair was dyed white, but couldn't tell if it was snow white, her clothes were whiter, or she was whiter.

And this girl as pure as snow suddenly smiled and said softly:
"It's snowing again. We meet again."

(End of this chapter)