"Nephew Yang, it's me, Uncle Cui."
Yang Guo heard the voice and knew that it was Cui Zhifang from Quanzhen Sect who knocked on the door.
This Cui Zhifang is the younger brother of Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, his conduct is considered upright, although he doesn't communicate much with Yang Guo, he still cares for him.
But Yang Guo was not in the mood to meet the guests at this time, so he said casually:
"Uncle Cui, I've already undressed and went to bed, so I won't come out to greet you. If you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow!"
Cui Zhifang said outside the door: "Nephew Yang, you are welcome, I have nothing urgent to see you, but if I see that the fire is still on, I want to come over and remind you to go to bed early. Since you have gone to bed, then you will be fine."
Yang Guo blew out the candle, and said: "Thank you for your concern, uncle, you should rest early."
Cui Zhifang said: "By the way, tomorrow is the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and it is the day when our Quanzhen Sect disciples compete in martial arts every year.
You did not perform well last year, Master Qiu was very annoyed and reprimanded you.
You have to perform well this year, and don't let down the love of the masters and elders. "
Cui Zhifang, like Zhao Zhijing, is a disciple of Wang Chuyi among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.
Wang Chuyi and Guo Jing had an old friend when they were not yet mature in their studies, Guo Jing entrusted Yang Guo to Quanzhen Sect, Wang Chuyi was naturally very concerned about Yang Guo.
Cui Zhifang knew what Master wanted, so he came here to remind Yang Guo.
But at this time, how could Yang Guo care about the contest?
He just responded lightly: "I see, Master Cui, you should go to bed early."
After hearing the answer, Cui Zhifang thought that Yang Guo was unprepared for the martial arts competition, so he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
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In the early morning of the second day, there were indeed noisy people around.
Although Yang Guo wasn't interested in any big contests, after all he was under the eaves and he couldn't go his own way, so he followed the crowd to the open area in the southeast corner of Zhongnan Mountain.
This year, the Quanzhen sect's martial arts competition is really lively, all the seven disciples of Quanzhen are here, and they lead their own disciples in a corner.
First, the seven sons, disciples, and grandchildren compete in martial arts, and it is not necessarily a martial arts competition. They only practice moves in front of the master, and then the master judges and decides the level.
Of course, there are also some disciples who compete with each other. This is a common thing in the world of martial arts, as long as it is not a deliberate fight, the elders will not dissuade them, but watch patiently from the sidelines, occasionally giving advice.
On Wang Chuyi's side, all the disciples practiced hard for a year, and they all wanted to show themselves in front of their master and ancestors, whether it was fists, knives, spears or hidden weapons, it was a joy to practice.
Zhao Zhijing and Cui Zhifang and other disciples of Wang Chuyi commented on the sidelines.
Now Zhao Zhijing glanced at his master Wang Chuyi, saw him smiling and watching the disciples practicing martial arts, changed his mind, and said loudly: "Yang Guo, come out."
When Wang Chu heard Yang Guo's name, his eyes moved.
Yang Guoben was watching the disciples' martial arts competition at random, thinking about how to search for various secret books in his mind.
Suddenly called by Zhao Zhijing, without thinking too much, he took two steps and said, "Master, what's the matter?"
The master was called out. After all, although Zhao Zhijing is a villain, but logically speaking, he is indeed his master at this moment, so there is no need to be resentful.
Zhao Zhijing was even more annoyed when he heard that he called him master, but his demeanor showed no respect.
He bowed to Wang Chuxing and said: "Master, Yang has been teaching us for several years, his uncle Guo Jing Guo Daxia has a history with me, Master, you have told me many times to urge him to practice martial arts.
Today, let Yang Guo practice martial arts in front of you, Master, to see how he improves. "
Hearing this, Wang Chu gave Yang Guo a meaningful look, nodded, and said, "Guo Er, show us some Quanzhen sword techniques."
Yang Guo saw that Wang Chu looked at him with sincere and caring eyes, and he felt a little close, he bowed to Wang Chu, and wanted to practice martial arts according to his words.
At this time Zhao Zhijing smiled and said: "The reason why we practice martial arts is to fight against people.
Yang Guo, you have been teaching with us for a few years, but you just worked hard behind closed doors, but you didn't succeed.
Qingdu, it's up to you to compete with your junior brother Yang, so that he can gain some experience in facing the enemy. "
Lu Qingdu, who was beside him, heard Zhao Zhijing's call, and immediately realized the master's intention, he laughed too, and said:
"I understand it well, and I will definitely teach Junior Brother Yang some truths."
Yang Guo is very familiar with the relationship between the characters in Quanzhen Sect, and when he heard the two sing together, he immediately understood:
'These two seem to want to take advantage of the opportunity of fighting to embarrass me in public, and even take the opportunity to hurt me. '
Right here, a "ding" sounded in my mind.
[Ding, the task is triggered.
Mission: Defeat Lu Qingdu.
Task Reward: Gain 5 points of internal strength, and randomly improve a skill. ]
It was a very simple small task, but Yang Guo was overjoyed, "Hey, if I am still the original Yang Guo, I will definitely fall into your ways and let you bully me."
But now, you fat deer are going to become my experience bag instead. '
Wang Chuyi was a loyal Taoist, thought that Zhao Zhijing really wanted to talk to Yang Guo, nodded, and said:
"After a while, you will learn from Qing Du the experience of fighting against the enemy.
Your Uncle Guo needs the help of heroes from all walks of life in Xiangyang City to defend against the forces of the Black Wood Cliff Demon Cult from invading my righteous martial arts.
In the future, if you can master the martial arts taught by me Quanzhen and go back to Xiangyang to help Uncle Guo, he will be very pleased. "
"Guo Jing... Xiangyang City, to resist the Blackwood Cliff Demon Cult? Didn't Guo Jing help Song Dynasty resist the Mongols? When Yang Guo heard Wang Chuyi's words, he couldn't help being puzzled.
But he already knew that the plot in this world was different, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com so he stopped thinking about it for the time being and concentrated on how to defeat Lu Qingdu.
In this world of martial arts, the most important thing is to improve martial arts and become a strong one.
Lu Qingdu stood opposite Yang Guo, very proud in his heart: "You are always conceited, you think I dare not do anything to you, but today I am ordered by my master and ancestor to teach you, what can you do?" '
Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard someone say, "Wait a minute!"
The speaker was Cui Zhifang who visited Yang Guo last night, and he said to his master Wang Chuyi:
"Master, Yang Guo just came to our school for a few years, but Qing Du has been practicing in our school since childhood, the time of practicing martial arts is very different, and the progress of martial arts is also inconsistent.
Letting Yang Guo compete with Qing Du, on the one hand, there is a fear of accidental injury, and on the other hand, it will easily dampen Guo'er's confidence in martial arts..."
Hearing what Cui Zhifang said, Wang Chuyi felt that it seemed reasonable and hesitated slightly.
Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu showed disappointed expressions, but they didn't know how to respond for a while.
Yang Guo was even more anxious, he had just received the system task, and pointed to this martial arts competition to improve his martial arts.
Although Master Cui has good intentions, he wants to do bad things.
He hurriedly said: "Uncle Cui, my master is right, I practice hard by myself, although I have master's guidance, I am not really fighting with others after all.
Competing martial arts with senior brother Lu Qingdu in front of my master and ancestors, and letting them comment will be of great benefit to my martial arts entry.
In the future when I go out to teach and do errands, it is inevitable that I will encounter strong enemies. If I retreat in fear of difficulties now, I will only suffer more in the future. "
After he said this, Cui Zhifang couldn't say anything more.
Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu looked at each other and smiled, they both felt that this kid was really stupid, and they were rushing to get this beating.