Start with the gods

Chapter 214 Body Battle
"Hehe, little apprentice, don't think so much. After you go out, just go directly to Chang'an with your teacher."

With a slight smile on his face, Guo Yu said: "After you have completely completed the exercises I passed on to you, your strength will naturally rise to a higher level. At that time, even if the entire Xiling Temple is added up, it will not It's your opponent, the world is so big, you can go wherever you want."

Ye Hongyu didn't speak, and remained silent, but the fear in the depths of his eyes seemed to fade a bit.

"Okay, okay, third brother-in-law, let's go out quickly, I don't want to stay in this poor place for a moment." Ning Que urged suddenly.

Ye Hongyu cast a glance at Ning Que, and said sarcastically, "Why don't you walk in front, anyway, you are walking in the world of the academy, and you are so afraid of death. If Master knows, he will definitely regret accepting you as a disciple."

"Hmph, let's go, what am I afraid of, with my third brother-in-law here, I believe that even if there are people outside, they can't hurt us."

Ning Que raised his brows, and there was no fear on his face, and he was about to walk forward immediately.

"Wait!"

As soon as Ning Que took two steps, he was scared back by Guo Yu's light and fluttering words, and asked in surprise, "Is there really someone ambushing outside?"

Guo Yu nodded and said, "That's right, this guy is not weak, and the three of you are no match for him."

"Then it seems that I can't be a pioneer in exploring the path." Ning Que took a breath with lingering fear, looked at Guo Yu, and said: "With such an important task, it is better to leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, he took two steps back regardless of Ye Hongyu's mocking eyes, and stood beside Mo Shanshan who covered his mouth and chuckled.

Guo Yu smiled and shook his head, and walked slowly towards the exit in the fog with an indifferent expression, while Ning Que and the other two followed closely behind him with full vigilance.

This distance is not far away, and soon, Guo Yu came to the exit, and when he took a step, the mutation finally happened.

A fist thicker than the mouth of a bowl, with the momentum of wind and thunder, appeared more than ten feet in front of him.

That fist was bright and upright, filled with the energy of metal and stone, and came through the wind without any sinister meaning. All the fog in the mountain road was forcibly broken into smaller particles by the wind of the fist, which could no longer block the sight.

The smooth and steep stone wall became clear, and the mountain path became transparent, so Guo Yu and the others could see the fist and the mountainous middle-aged man behind it.

"Xiahou!" Ning Que's eyes tightened suddenly, and he couldn't help but spit out the middle-aged man's name.

Xiahou's punch was so fast that the wind in the narrow passage didn't have time to blow, and it was compressed and stuck to the smooth stone wall, so all the sounds seemed to disappear, and the surroundings were surrounded by death-like silence.

In Guo Yu's sight, the fist instantly became countless times bigger, and it hit his forehead straight.

"Little disciples, you are optimistic about what is the real battle."

Guo Yu smiled coldly, passed a word back lightly, and then clenched his right hand slightly, seemingly slowly but quickly, lifted up like lightning, and collided with that fist in the air a foot away in front of him.

There was a loud sound, and the violent air vibration made the three of Ning Que who were watching the battle seem to have lost all hearing and could not feel a single sound.

All I could see was that Xiahou's burly body stopped in the air, and then flew backwards like a cannonball, and Guo Yu's feet sank an inch to the ground.

"The strength is good, come and punch me too." Guo Yu snorted coldly, his calf bent slightly, and his body shot out instantly like a fast arrow off the string, just like Xia Hou's move just now, it was so simple and above board He smashed Xiahou's head hard.

After all, Xiahou had been a general for many years, and he had rich combat experience. Hearing the sound of Guo Yu's fist piercing the air, he stomped on the ground as soon as his feet hit the ground, and then summoned the strong vitality of heaven and earth in his body to punch again.

"Boom!" Perhaps the distance had become farther away, but now Ning Que and the others heard a loud noise, and Xiahou's body quickly retreated again, stepping on more than ten steps in a row before stopping his figure.

This time, because Guo Yu was in the air and couldn't use his strength, he also retreated a certain distance before regaining his footing.

As the surrounding fog was completely blown away by the fierce fighting atmosphere of the two sides, people's vision was extraordinarily clear. Xiahou looked at the stranger in front of him and asked solemnly: "Who are you, there is absolutely no one like you in the Demon Sect?"

"How can a big man talk so much nonsense, just hit him."

Guo Yu stared at Xiahou and said, "It's been a long time since I've fought with anyone with my body like this. Today I just want to use you to try my hand. Let's see if my skills have deteriorated after all these years?"

After finishing speaking, Guo Yu moved his right arm slightly, and a dragon roar sounded vaguely in everyone's hearts. The move he used was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that had not been used for many years. He jumped up into the air, and once again dived towards Xiahou and go.

"Bang bang bang..."

Next, Guo Yu and Xia Hou directly fought into a ball, their fists and palms were full of shocking power, and they made a series of fierce collision sounds.

Xiahou's fists were more silent and solid in comparison. There was a very faint metallic luster between the strong knuckles, and every punch struck like an extremely blunt sword.

Guo Yu's whole body exuded a faint fluorescence, like a jade stone. Not only did he block all of Xiahou's attacks with his palms, but he also hit Xiahou's body heavily from time to time, leaving palm prints one by one.

In just a short moment, the two collided no less than dozens of times, and the powerful breath rushed to the surrounding world like a dense tide, and the loud noise like thunder continued to form an ancient temple bell that seemed to never stop Voice.

Just when Ning Que and the others were looking at each other intently, the space beside him fluctuated, and a scholar appeared quietly beside him.

This scholar has straight brows and wide eyes, with an amiable expression, wearing an old robe, a pair of worn-out straw sandals, a wooden ladle tied around his waist, and a roll of old books in it. His body is covered in dust, but he looks extremely clean.

The scholar couldn't tell how old he was, and he didn't show any strong aura. He just stood quietly beside Ning Que, even looking a little honest and dull.

Ning Que and Ye Hongyu were very sensitive to danger, and soon noticed a person appeared beside them, and they subconsciously took a few steps back to distance themselves from the scholar.

The scholar smiled slightly, stared at Ning Que and said gently, "Young junior brother, don't be nervous, I'm your senior senior brother."

Ning Que looked at the scholar up and down, and found that he had seen this person in the academy before. Even though he was convinced of the scholar's identity, he bowed and said, "Ning Que pays homage to senior brother!"

"Little brother, there is no need to be too polite."

Li smiled slowly, then frowned and looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely in the arena, his eyes were slightly dignified, and said, "Junior brother, do you know who that young man is, who actually put Xia Hou down?"

(End of this chapter)