Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 26 Can't handle every move? (Please collect! Please follow up!)
I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be in a hurry.

Looking at the agitated Guo Yanzhi, Duan Yu pondered for a moment, and said: "I think that you should slow down your revenge."

"What's your opinion, son?" Cui Baiquan asked hurriedly.

"Murong Fu is called Nan Murong, and it is rumored that his martial arts are superb. With the strength of the two of you, I'm afraid it is"

The following words are not said, but the meaning is obvious.

Don't give away heads!
Although Cui Baiquan did not refute, he just had a slightly hesitant expression on his face.

I still know how much I weigh.

It's just the master's great enmity, why not avenge it?
Even if you lose, you have to fight to express your opinion!
Guo Yanzhi gave a "chi" smile, and looked at Duan Yu with a sarcastic look: "Then Gusu Murong Fu is not so powerful, right?"

Duan Yu frowned, seeing that this guy was just a stunned young man who hadn't been beaten by the society.

Murong Fu can't do it, why did you kill your master?
Cui Baiquan saw this and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Yanzhi's mentor died tragically. He is angry and has an extreme temper. Don't be offended!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Guo Yanzhi a hard look.

Guo Yanzhi was still dissatisfied: "Murong Fu calls himself Nan Murong. He is said to be the number one master in the Song Dynasty at a young age."

"There are still people who are only 20 years old and are known as the number one master in Dali."

"I don't understand. At the same young age, can they have more superpowers than others?"

As he said that, Guo Yanzhi sneered: "What kind of super master, I think it's just the reputation of these aristocratic children!"

He was very dissatisfied when he saw that Duan Yu was considered a top expert by his uncle despite his young age.

I feel that I can be considered number one in the arena, no worse than them!
After listening to Yanzhi's complaints, Duan Yu smiled and said nothing.

The rivers and lakes version of "Do princes and generals have a kindness"?
But the world is so unfair.

Some people have lived a prosperous life since childhood, while others struggled hard.

Poverty does limit imagination.

In martial arts, the same is true.

Duan Yu sighed, and said: "It's a good thing that Guo Shaoxia dares to question, but we must also recognize the reality."

"Ha ha."

Guo Yanzhi said: "Duan Shizi is so confident, why don't you come here to learn from each other?"

Duan Yu frowned.

He met Cui Baiquan, and he had good intentions to prevent them from going to the Murong family to die without burial.

Never thought that this surname is so ignorant.

He was annoyed in his heart, but he still smiled on his face, showing neither emotion nor anger.

This is the basic skill of cultivating immortals, and the main thing is to cultivate life and nature.

He smiled and said, "Okay, that's what I meant!"

Hearing this, Guo Yanzhi was overjoyed, and really wanted to slap the so-called "extreme master" in the face on the spot.

Cui Baiquan glanced at him, saw that he was eager to try, his heart moved, he clasped his fists and said to Duan Yu: "Please, my son, teach me a lesson for this ignorant thing!"

Master Nephew Yanzhi is arrogant and full of energy, so it would be better to let Prince Duan dampen his energy.

Duan Yu nodded: "That's fine, then I have learned the young hero's clever tricks!"

Guo Yanzhi jumped over, holding the soft whip, and shouted: "Duan Shizi, please enlighten me!"

"Guo Shaoxia, please!"

Guo Yanzhi waited for this sentence, he bullied himself forward, put the soft whip under his hood, and whined, which was quite quick.

His moves were fierce, whip after whip, like a violent storm.

"It's the Magic Whip of Yum!"

"Buniu Pie's Yum Whip?"

In the restaurant, some Jianghu people recognized Guo Yanzhi's whipping.

"Is that the chasing soul whipped hero?"

"Who is the person who fought against the heroes?"

"I don't know, just watch how the heroes defeat the enemy."

"I once fought against a hero, and I was defeated after thirty strokes. I don't know who this kid is. He dared to fight a hero. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

As a major disciple of the Funiu Sect, Guo Yanzhi has a certain reputation in the martial arts world.

After being praised like this, he danced the whip even harder.

Guo Yanzhi was not in a hurry to attack Duan Yu, but instead used a set of whipping techniques, as if he was deliberately performing the Baisheng whip of the Funiu School.

The reason why it is called "Hundred Victory Whip" is because this whip method is victorious in every battle.

Ke Baisui, the last head of the Funiu faction who was good at using the Holy Whip of Yusheng, was killed by someone, but he also died under the Holy Whip of Yusheng.

Strictly speaking, the record of all victories has not been broken.

"Duan Shizi, please take a certain whip!"

At the end of the performance, Guo Yanzhi yelled, and the shadow of the whip filled the sky, like a group of long snakes dancing in the air, whipping down hard!
Cui Baiquan stroked his goatee and looked at it with a smile: "My nephew's whipping technique has truly been passed down from the Funiu Sect. No wonder he is so arrogant."

"what?"

The hand stroking his beard stopped, and Cui Baiquan stared blankly at the field, his eyes flashing unblinkingly.

But Duan Yu didn't move at all, he raised his hand lightly, and clamped the soft whip with two fingers.

"This... this..." The person involved Guo Yanzhi was dumbfounded, and the hand holding the whip couldn't help shaking.

His whip was actually caught!

"drink!"

Guo Yanzhi whipped the soft whip with all his strength.

But no matter how he worked hard to withdraw the whip, Duan Yu still remained motionless and faced it with a smile.

He pulls.

He pulls.

Guo Yanzhi tugged and tugged like a woman, exerting all his strength.

"Go."

Duan Yu waved his hand lightly, and then he slapped him with his backhand.

There was a muffled sound, as if a watermelon had been hit.

Guo Yanzhi seemed to be hit by a mountain, he let go of the soft whip in his hand, and the man flew out.

With a loud "bang", his body hit the wall, his limbs were tightly pressed against the wall, and he remained motionless.

The gust of wind kept surging, blowing everyone's clothes down.

One blow can knock back seven or eight feet. What kind of martial arts is this?
Everyone looked at Duan Yu in astonishment.

For a moment, after landing, Guo Yanzhi staggered around, his eyes were confused and hazy, and his body was swaying, as if he was drunk and couldn't find his direction.

He was stunned by a slap.

"Offended!" Duan Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling.

If he hadn't deliberately released the water, he would have slapped him down and the boy would have been buried in the same spot.

Guo Yanzhi stared at Duan Yu dumbfounded, his face flushed, he gasped and said: "The Duan family in Dali really deserves their reputation, their skills are not as good as others, they are sitting on the sky."

Everyone suddenly realized that this young master in white robes was actually a descendant of the Duan family in Dali!
Duan Yu nodded slightly: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, too young heroes should not underestimate the people of the world."

"What the son taught is, I will keep it in mind."

Guo Yanzhiru changed into a different person, and he bowed in shame and returned the greeting.

He was ashamed and shocked.

Is there really someone whose martial arts are so against the sky?

I used to often hear people say that there are martial arts wizards who are rare to see in a century.

Guo Yanzhi felt that he was such a martial arts genius.

Ever since I became a major disciple of the Funiu Sect, I feel this way even more.

There is absolutely no opponent in the sect!

But when he met Duan Yu today, with one move, his mentality immediately collapsed.

Taking the whip with his bare hands, he is like a vajra standing still.

There is only one move in the wind and clouds, and it is powerful and powerful!

Guo Yanzhi knew very well that if Duan Shizi didn't know his master, he would have killed himself with just one slap!

This kind of martial arts is truly terrifying!
As for that Murong Fu, who dared to call himself "Nan Murong" in Jianghu, he did not know how far he had reached in martial arts
Guo Yanzhi's mood at this time is like a frog jumping to the mouth of the well, the excitement is fleeting, replaced by confusion, worry, and even fear.

(End of this chapter)