Pu Cha Qiucao stood there in a daze, as if she hadn't heard Yang Guo's rejection. When she finally came back to her senses, her eyes instantly reddened. She wiped her eyes and ran away without looking back. Her sobs could still be heard faintly in the air.
No one had expected such a turn of events, and they all stared at each other in dismay. Pucha Qiucao's expression was even more unsightly, but he was an experienced and prudent man and didn't say anything. On the other hand, Pucha Shijie couldn't take it anymore when he saw his sister being wronged. He strode over to Yang Guo and said coldly, "I've heard that Brother Yang is a famous expert in the Han world, but the Han have always been weak. No one can tell how much of a reputation you have. I am Pucha Shijie, and I would like to see Brother Yang's skills and see if your reputation is undeserved."
Yang Guo looked at him indifferently, showing no intention of accepting the challenge, "It's an undeserved reputation to begin with, so how can it be undeserved? There's no need to fight, I'm not your match. " ■ ■. $
Seeing Yang Guo admit defeat didn't make Pucha happy at all. From his opponent's words, he could tell that Yang Guo wasn't really admitting defeat, but just didn't want to fight him.
"We'll only know if we fight." Pucha didn't hold back and threw a punch at Yang Guo.
Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat. Before Pucha Qiucao's fist even reached him, the violent wind generated from it had already forced the people around him to retreat. Many of them couldn't even open their eyes. Seeing Pucha Qiucao's bloodshot eyes, Yang Guo didn't dare bet that Pucha Qiucao wouldn't take the chance to kill him if he didn't fight back. Left with no other choice, he met the attack head-on.
The fist and palm collided. Pucha Qiucao's body shook, while Yang Guo took a few steps back before he could stabilize himself.
"What strength!" Yang Guo stretched his numb wrist. Of all the people he'd met, only Jinlun Fawang's disciple, Da 'erba, was born with divine strength, but this person in front of him was even stronger.
"What top expert of the pugilistic world? Nothing more than this," Pucha Qiucao said coldly.
Although Yang Guo was feeling a little lonely from the continuous setbacks, he was still a proud and unruly man. Pucha Qiucao's provocation immediately stirred up his arrogance, "Same to you."
Pucha Qiucao flew into a rage and roared, "Again!" and pounced at Yang Guo.
"Why did you guys suddenly start fighting? Today is Xiaocao's good day. What if something happens?" Ge Bi couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw the two of them fighting back and forth.
"Don't worry," Song Qing consoled, "They're both experts, they know their limits. There won't be any problems.
"Which one of them do you think will win?" Song Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Song Qing.
Song Qing didn't worry and answered, "Pucha Qiucao was born with divine strength, and judging from his breathing, he must have learned a very high level of internal energy. Every time he attacks, he has the strength of a dragon and an elephant. Although Yang Guo has lost an arm and looks weak, his palm strength was trained in the strong winds and tides. In terms of palm strength, he's not any weaker than Pucha Qiucao. Add to that the fact that he's learned a lot of high level martial arts, I'm more optimistic about Yang Guo's chances in a real fight."
Song Bi's face darkened as she watched Song Qing speak with assurance, and she sighed inwardly. But when Song Qing turned around, she put on a smile, as if nothing had happened.
"The situation seems to be pretty much what you predicted." Song Bi opened her mouth in surprise. The battle between the two was reaching its climax, but even someone like her, who didn't know any martial arts, could see some clues.
Although Pucha Qiucao's palm strength was strong, Yang Guo's lightness kungfu was extremely profound. Out of ten moves, Yang Guo could dodge about seven and easily neutralize the remaining three. On the other hand, Pucha Qiucao could only take each of Yang Guo's counterattacks head-on. Even with his divine strength, Pucha Qiucao was finding it hard to endure.
"What kind of hero are you if you only know how to dodge? If you have the ability, fight me with a single palm!" Pucha Qiucao was also feeling quite depressed from the fight. Seeing an opening, he jumped out of the ring and shouted.
Yang Guo didn't chase after him. Hearing Pucha Qiucao's challenge, the young man's temperament was stimulated, and he simply replied, "Alright!"
Pucha Shijie took a deep breath and straightened his back, the bones in his body creaking. Even before he unleashed his palm strike, his aura was already rising rapidly. The surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air, wondering how earth-shattering this palm strike would be.
On the contrary, Yang Guo simply placed his palm in front of his eyes and closed his eyes at the same time, sinking into a state of extreme tranquility.
"Even the Chief Steward of the Great Xing Kingdom wouldn't dare to take Little Jie's full strength head-on. Brother Yang, you're underestimating your opponent too much." Song Bi subconsciously pinched the silk handkerchief in her hand and said with some worry.
Song Qing smiled and explained, "This move of Yang Guo's is called the Shadowed Palm. The key lies in the coordination of one's state of mind. The external performance isn't that important, but the power is incomparably great. Speaking of which, I'm more worried about Pucha Qiucao."
He was also shocked. After not seeing Yang Guo for a period of time, Yang Guo's cultivation had actually improved so much. At this moment, the aura that was faintly emitted from his body was something ordinary people couldn't see, but how could Song Qing not see it? With Yang Guo's combat strength as the center, an area of three feet around him seemed to have fallen into a kind of absolute silence. Even the flow of air had slowed down a lot, as if he wasn't standing in the air, but in viscous water.
"It's likely that after learning about his origins, his state of mind is more in line with the concept of the Shadowed Palm. That's why there's such a huge improvement." Song Qing secretly guessed.
"Shadowed Palm …" Song Bi silently muttered these few words, her expression suddenly becoming extremely desolate. If others were to look closely, they would feel that her current expression was extremely similar to Yang Guo's.
At this moment, Song Qing's attention was completely focused on the two people in the field. He heard Pucha Qiucao roar, and his whole body seemed to have transformed into a raging bull, charging towards Yang Guo with great momentum. Yang Guo also suddenly opened his eyes, and at that moment, the people nearby even had an illusion that Yang Guo's eyes seemed to have exploded with great vigor. The fist and palm collided, and the energy dispersed in all directions, causing the people nearby to fall one after another, and the wine glasses and fruit plates on the table next to them all cracked.
Unlike the last time, it wasn't Yang Guo who retreated this time. Pucha Qiucao let out a loud cry, and his whole body involuntarily streaked across the air in a parabola, crashing into a distant tree. Pucha Qiucao, who had been watching from the side, jumped in fright, thinking that her brother had made a move for her, and if he crashed into the tree at such a fast speed, wouldn't he be seriously injured? With a thought, she rushed forward, trying to catch her brother in the air.
Seeing this scene, Yang Guo's expression immediately changed. With a tap of his foot, he rushed forward and caught Pucha Qiucao in his arms before the two came into contact, twisting his body in midair and moving a foot horizontally, dodging the oncoming Pucha Qiucao.
Being in Yang Guo's arms, surrounded by a strong masculine aura, Pucha Qiucao raised her head to look at the handsome face right in front of her, and her face immediately turned bright red.
"What are you doing, let me go, I want to save my brother." As if she could feel the strange gazes of the people around her, Pucha Qiucao felt very embarrassed, and her whole body struggled, at the same time raising a fist to punch Yang Guo's chest.
"Your brother is fine," Yang Guo said lightly.
"Ah?" Pucha Qiucao did not understand, and followed his gaze, only to see her brother getting up from the ground as if nothing had happened.
"Little sister, don't worry, I don't have a single injury on my body. This Yang guy's palm strength is only so-so." Pucha Qiucao was the number one expert of the younger generation of the Jin Kingdom, and he boasted of his innate divine strength. Now that he was sent flying by Yang Guo's palm in a head-on collision, he could not help but feel a little embarrassed. When he heard his sister shouting that she would come to save him, his face turned even redder, and he subconsciously responded.
Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cracking sound behind him. Pucha Qiucao turned his head in shock, and found that the tree he had crashed into had snapped in the middle, and was now slowly falling to the ground.
Even people who didn't know martial arts could see that Yang Guo was being lenient. He used the Hitting the Bull Through the Mountain Method to move his palm towards the tree. Otherwise, if the palm had landed, even the tree, which would require several people to wrap their arms around it, would have snapped in half. How could a human's body of flesh and blood withstand it?
Pucha Qiucao also understood that it was actually very dangerous for her to hastily rush to fetch her brother. If Yang Guo had not flown over to save her, she might have died on the spot.
"So I was wrong about him." Pucha Qiucao secretly glanced at Yang Guo, her heart beating faster than before. Unfortunately, he had already let go of her and silently walked back.
Thinking of the warm embrace just now, Pucha Qiucao could not help but feel a sense of loss. "If I had known, I wouldn't have struggled just now."
"Hahaha, both of you are highly skilled in martial arts. This competition was truly marvelous, marvelous, especially when Nephew Yang saved the damsel in distress at the end. It is truly a beautiful story!" Wanyan Zongxian, who was sitting at the head of the table, stood up and applauded, trying to smooth over the awkwardness between the two sides.
As soon as Wanyan Zongxian opened his mouth, the rest of the people also followed suit, quickly diluting the awkward atmosphere caused by Yang Guo's rejection of Pucha Qiucao. Pucha Ahute also took the opportunity to speak, not mentioning the previous incident. Just like that, the storm was reduced from a big one to a small one, and many of the people present secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Everyone tacitly agreed that tonight's main character, Pucha Qiucao, had already danced. Next, it was time for the rest of the people to dance.
When he found out that the rest of the people still wanted to dance, Song Qing could not help but feel his scalp go numb. Unlike the Han people, the people of the prairie, regardless of gender, were all skilled in singing and dancing. But how could he know the dance of the Maiden Tribe? Not to mention now, even in his previous life, he did not know how to dance.
"Qianbei, don't come find me for a dance." Song Qing glanced at Ge Bi, secretly praying.
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