57: Chapter 57 Dragon Subduing Tai Chi Defeats the Western Poison

Before West Poison's words had even faded, his figure had already pounced toward Guo Jing like a ghost.

He struck with both palms, his black, cold Internal Energy condensing into a giant Toad phantom that opened its bloody maw and bit down fiercely toward Guo Jing.

The palm wind whistled, and wherever it passed, tables and chairs were instantly shattered.

"Jing'er, be careful!" Northern Beggar Hong Qigong shouted, his figure flickering as he blocked in front of Guo Jing.

He struck with both palms, his golden, fierce Internal Energy condensing into a massive golden Dragon that collided violently with the Toad phantom.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the entire Guiyun Manor shook violently.

The two terrifying Internal Energies collided, forming a powerful wave of Qi that spread in all directions.

The heroes in the manor hurriedly channeled their Internal Skill to resist, while those with weaker cultivation were sent flying by the shockwave.

"Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, do you intend to meddle in this?"

West Poison stared at Northern Beggar Hong Qigong with sinister eyes, his tone filled with thick killing intent.

"West Poison, you bully a Junior; what kind of hero does that make you?"

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong let out a cold snort, "With me here today, don't even think about touching a single hair on Jing'er!"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!" West Poison roared angrily and pounced toward Northern Beggar Hong Qigong once again.

He channeled his Toad Kung Fu, his palms carrying the force of a thousand jun, attacking Northern Beggar Hong Qigong's vital points with every Move.

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his palm wind fierce and domineering, like a thunderbolt.

Both were experts at the level of the Five Greats, their strength evenly matched.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were extremely firm and Yang, known as the number one palm in the world; the Toad Kung Fu was extremely Yin and toxic, incomparably domineering.

The golden Dragon phantom and the black Toad phantom collided constantly in the air, emitting deafening roars.

The surrounding heroes watched with mouths agape.

They had never seen such a brilliant duel, feeling that every Move and stance from the two contained infinite power; one slight carelessness would result in being smashed to pieces.

Lu Chengfeng sat in his wheelchair, clenching his fists tightly, his palms covered in cold sweat.

Huang Rong also nervously pulled at Guo Jing's arm, staring unblinkingly at the situation on the field.

"Subduing Dragon Repents!"

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong shouted, pushing his right palm out slowly.

A majestic surge of Internal Energy poured out like a landslide and tsunami, the golden giant Dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it pounced fiercely toward West Poison.

"Toad Kung Fu!"

West Poison was not to be outdone; he pressed his palms to the ground and sprang up violently, his palms carrying black toxic force as he met the attack.

"Bang!"

The palms collided, and both men retreated three steps simultaneously.

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong's face turned slightly pale, his breath somewhat chaotic; West Poison did not fare well either, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Three hundred rounds passed in the blink of an eye; both had exhausted over half of their Internal Energy and began to feel unable to keep up.

A hint of sinister intent flashed in West Poison's eyes; he knew that if they continued fighting, he might not necessarily gain an advantage.

He secretly pulled a bamboo tube from his robes and blew fiercely toward Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.

Dozens of colorful venomous snakes flew out from the bamboo tube, flicking their tongues as they pounced toward Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.

These venomous snakes were all carefully cultivated by West Poison; they were extremely toxic, and once bitten, one would die in an instant.

"Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, be careful!" Guo Jing shouted, his figure flickering as he blocked in front of Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.

He moved his hands rapidly, executing the Taiji Chaotic Circle Technique.

Countless Taiji Qi vortices of varying sizes generated around his body, wrapping all the venomous snakes within them.

The venomous snakes struggled constantly within the vortices but were unable to break through.

Guo Jing brought his hands together, and the Taiji vortices suddenly contracted.

With a "squelch," all the venomous snakes were ground into meat paste, and green venom splattered all over the ground.

"You brat, it's you again!" West Poison was furious; he had not expected that Guo Jing would dare to ruin his plans.

He abandoned Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and turned to pounce toward Guo Jing, his palms carrying black toxic force, striking straight at Guo Jing's crown.

"Jing'er, I'll help you!" Northern Beggar Hong Qigong shouted, following closely behind.

Guo Jing did not dodge or evade, his left foot stepping firmly on the ground as his hands slowly drew circles.

A Taiji Phantom about a zhang in size formed in front of him, the Yin and Yang fish rotating slowly, emitting an aura of perfect, unobstructed Dao.

West Poison's toxic palm struck the Taiji Phantom solidly, but it was like hitting cotton; the fierce force was instantly deflected to the wall on the left.

With a boom, the wall collapsed.

"What?!" West Poison was shocked.

He had not expected that Guo Jing, at such a young age, could actually train his martial arts to such a Realm, taking his palm strike head-on.

Although there was a hint of trickery, one could still see the solidity of Guo Jing's martial Foundation.

"West Poison, your opponents are the two of us!"

Guo Jing shouted, pushing his right hand forward violently.

The Taiji Phantom, carrying a force that combined hardness and softness, pressed fiercely toward West Poison.

At the same time, Northern Beggar Hong Qigong also attacked from the side.

He used the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" Move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms; the golden giant Dragon soared into the air, carrying the momentum of a thunderbolt, and smashed down fiercely toward West Poison.

Guo Jing took the defensive, pushing the Taiji defense to its limit, while seizing opportunities to use powerful offensive Moves like the Parry and Punch.

No matter how fierce West Poison's offensive was, it was gently neutralized by him using Taiji Force.

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong took the offensive; the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were fierce and domineering, with every Move aimed directly at West Poison's vital points.

The two cooperated seamlessly, combining hardness and softness, forcing West Poison into a continuous retreat.

The surrounding heroes erupted into thunderous cheers.

"Good! Well fought!"

"Young Hero Guo, great kung fu! Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, well done!"

"Young Hero, keep your spirits up!"

"West Poison, you have this day coming!"

West Poison became more alarmed the longer they fought.

He had not expected Guo Jing's Taiji martial arts to be so troublesome, and even less did he expect his cooperation with Northern Beggar Hong Qigong to be so seamless.

He felt that every one of his Moves was countered, having strength but nowhere to use it, and his Internal Energy was being consumed faster and faster.

"I'll fight you to the death!" West Poison roared, unleashing the ultimate Move of the Toad Kung Fu.

The black toxic force around his body surged, and his entire person became like a giant toad, pouncing violently toward the two.

"Jing'er, let's attack together!" Northern Beggar Hong Qigong shouted.

"Alright!" Guo Jing nodded.

The two looked at each other and attacked simultaneously.

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong used "Subduing Dragon Repents," the golden giant Dragon carrying an earth-shattering aura as it pounced straight at West Poison.

Guo Jing used the Taiji Parry and Punch; the massive Taiji Phantom came smashing down like a giant hammer, sealing off all of West Poison's retreat paths.

"Boom!"

The golden giant Dragon and the Taiji Phantom struck West Poison simultaneously.

West Poison let out a shrill scream, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily three zhang away.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, and who knew how many of his bones had broken.

"Father!" Ouyang Ke was shocked, hurriedly running over to help West Poison up.

"Go!" West Poison gritted his teeth, squeezing the word out from between them.

He knew he wouldn't gain any advantage today; if they didn't leave, he feared he might even lose his life here.

Ouyang Ke hurriedly carried West Poison on his back, turning and transforming into a streak of white light as he fled from Guiyun Manor.

Not until their figures completely disappeared did the crowd finally snap out of it, erupting into thunderous cheers.

"We won! We won!"

"Many thanks to Northern Beggar Hong Qigong! Many thanks to Young Hero Guo!"

"If it weren't for you, Guiyun Manor would be finished today!"

Lu Chengfeng leaned on his crutches, walked to the front of Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, and bowed deeply.

"Many thanks to Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and Young Hero Guo for saving my life! Lu is eternally grateful!"

"Manor Master Lu, you are too polite." Northern Beggar Hong Qigong waved his hand.

"Resisting the Jin invaders and protecting the Central Plains Martial Arts World is the duty of our martial artists."

Guo Jing scratched his head, smiling honestly, "This is all something I should do."

Huang Rong ran over, pulling Guo Jing's arm, and said excitedly, "Brother Jing, you are too amazing! To actually be able to join forces with Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and defeat West Poison!"

Northern Beggar Hong Qigong looked at Guo Jing, his eyes full of satisfaction, "Good lad, you really didn't disappoint me."

"Your Taiji defense just now was watertight. And you were able to seize the opportunity to counterattack; given time, your achievements will surely surpass mine."

After this great battle, Guo Jing completely shed his naivety, becoming more mature and steady.

He realized the Dao of fierce advancement from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his martial arts advancing another step, only one step away from the Innate Late Stage.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had arrived at the place where the Southern Emperor lived in seclusion, paused slightly as the System notification sound rang out.

[System Notification: Main Quest [Battle of Guiyun Manor] completed!]

[Guo Jing's Fate Deviation +20%, current deviation 20%!]

[Wudang Sect's Daoist tradition spread +15%, current spread 35%!]

[Legend of the Condor Heroes World Origin recognition increased to 60%!]

He stood on the peak of Cangshan Mountain, looking at the distant mountains, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

"Jing'er, you really didn't disappoint me."