Chapter 72

"Hahaha, Young Master Ouyang, you always boast about the profound family learning and numerous martial arts of the White Camel Mountain. I never thought you couldn't even deal with a simple fool. It seems the so-called White Camel Mountain is nothing more than this!"

Liang Ziweng had just witnessed Ouyang Ke being thrown out by Guo Jing. The two of them had never been on good terms, so he couldn't hold back his laughter and began to mock Ouyang Ke.

"Master Liang... This fool isn't weak in martial arts. I admit my defeat. If you want to mock me, you should first deal with that boy," Ouyang Ke, now calm, retorted with a sarcastic tone, immediately pitting Liang Ziweng against Guo Jing.

"Hmph, a simple-minded fool, I'll capture him in no time!" Liang Ziweng laughed and leaped forward, heading straight for Guo Jing.

"Brother Jing, be careful!" Huang Rong cried out in alarm.

"Huang, step back, don't get hurt!" Guo Jing shouted just in time before Liang Ziweng rushed over.

Ducking to avoid Liang Ziweng's punch aimed at his face, Guo Jing exclaimed, "Why are you hitting me, Grandpa?"

"Go to hell, Grandpa!" Liang Ziweng, furious, threw another punch... He had once mistakenly believed that taking the yin to supplement the yang could grant immortality. He had sought out many young women, breaking their innocence in pursuit of eternal life. However, he was caught by Hong Qigong, who pulled out all his hair as punishment, making him look much older than his actual age.

Guo Jing calling him "Grandpa" was a polite gesture, but to Liang Ziweng, it was grating. Ouyang Ke couldn't help but laugh, suddenly finding the fool more likable!

Enraged by Guo Jing's words, Liang Ziweng used his signature skill, the Liaodong Wild Fox Fist. This boxing style was unpredictable, mostly feints, but powerful. Initially, he only wanted to capture the boy, but now he intended to kill him on the spot.

Guo Jing, having learned martial arts from the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, knew no high-level skills. Faced with this agile and mysterious boxing style, he was soon hit several times. However, the power of the punches was not strong, and with his two years of diligent practice of the *Xiantian Gong*, his internal energy was quite formidable. Despite being hit several times, he suffered no serious injuries!

It must be said that Guo Jing was blessed with good fortune. He didn't understand what Ma Yu had given him, but since it was a gift from the kind old Taoist, he practiced diligently every day. He had no desire for success; he only wanted to avoid disappointing Ma Yu.

With a clear mind, his *Xiantian Gong* progressed rapidly. Although he had only practiced for two years, his internal strength was already on par with Liang Ziweng, a seasoned expert. His only weakness was his external skills!

Liang Ziweng, despite his best efforts, could not harm Guo Jing. Guo Jing's powerful and deep internal energy made each of his punches and kicks formidable, though he never hit Liang Ziweng, he still made him wary. Liang Ziweng couldn't help but shout, "This boy is possessed... Master Lingzhi, come and help me!"

Master Lingzhi laughed and called out, "Master Liang, don't worry, Lingzhi is here!"

Ouyang Ke mocked, "Planning to team up, are you?"

Master Lingzhi ignored him and joined the fight!

Meanwhile, Su Yi was no longer paying attention to Guo Jing's battle. His sharp eyes immediately spotted Wang Chuyi in the crowd. Knowing that Wang Chuyi would not let Guo Jing come to harm, he approached the sedan chair.

Bao Xiruo had come here out of concern for Su Yi. Seeing her son, who usually spent a lot of time with her, rush out after hearing about the martial arts competition for marriage, she had wanted to warn him not to bully the poor. But Su Yi moved so quickly that she couldn't say anything before he was gone, so she followed out of worry.

Seeing her son standing there through the curtain, Bao Xiruo was about to come out but was pushed back by Su Yi. Jokingly, he said that if she went out, she would immediately run away with Yang Tiexin, never wanting to return to the mansion. As the official wife of the Sixth Prince of the Jin Dynasty, if she eloped with a street performer in public, it would be a huge embarrassment for Prince Wanyan Honglie. Could he still live with such a loss of face?

After living in the mansion for a year, Su Yi and Wanyan Honglie had developed a good relationship. He couldn't bear to see Wanyan Honglie lose his beloved and his dignity at the same time. So, eloping had to be done quietly, without drawing attention!

With this thought, Su Yi had a plan. Now that Wang Chuyi was here, he would protect Guo Jing. Could he use this opportunity to leave the mansion quietly while Wanyan Honglie was drinking? This would at least provide a cover and show some respect to Wanyan Honglie.

With his plan set, Su Yi stopped interfering in the fight and pushed Bao Xiruo back into the sedan chair, telling her it was cold outside and to avoid catching a chill. Bao Xiruo, believing him, sat quietly in the chair, chatting with Su Yi... She had come out of concern for Su Yi's behavior, and seeing him behaving well, she no longer paid attention to the outside. Although she could see Yang Tiexin clearly from the chair, she didn't recognize him after his years of wandering and hardship.

At this point, the battle involving Guo Jing and others had become intense. Or rather, the mockery had reached its peak. Initially, Guo Jing could hold his own against Liang Ziweng, but with Master Lingzhi joining, Guo Jing was in a dire situation. After a series of brutal punches, he was bruised and swollen. Huang Rong, watching from the side, was extremely anxious and wanted to help, but her low martial arts skills meant she was quickly thrown back each time she tried. If not for their focus on Guo Jing, she might have suffered the same fate.

"Let me help you two!" Ouyang Ke smiled cruelly and suddenly burst forward, delivering a powerful palm strike to Guo Jing's head. Guo Jing, already struggling against Master Lingzhi and Liang Ziweng, noticed the fatal blow but was powerless to avoid it...

"No!!!!"

Huang Rong screamed, her voice as clear and melodious as a yellow oriole, but filled with fear.

"I'm done for!" Guo Jing shouted in his mind and closed his eyes.

At that moment, a gray figure suddenly rushed out, standing behind Guo Jing. He stomped the ground, sending dust flying, and extended his right hand to meet Ouyang Ke's deadly strike.

With a loud thud, both figures were shaken. Ouyang Ke staggered backward, while the gray figure, though unsteady, used the momentum to flick his duster, forcing Liang Ziweng and Master Lingzhi back. He then scooped up Guo Jing and leaped several meters away before stabilizing.

The ground where he had stood showed deep footprints, drawing everyone's attention.

Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, seeing Su Yi, dared not act rashly and had been mere spectators. Now, Sha Tongtian couldn't help but ask, "Are you the legendary Iron Foot Immortal, Master Yuxiang?"

The figure, a Taoist, waved his duster and said, "This poor Taoist is Wang Chuyi, I dare not accept the title of Immortal."

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Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, seeing Su Yi, dared not act rashly and had been mere spectators. Now, Sha Tongtian couldn't help but ask, "Are you the legendary Iron Foot Immortal, Master Yuxiang?"

The figure, a Taoist, waved his duster and said, "This poor Taoist is Wang Chuyi, I dare not accept the title of Immortal."