Above the Wanwei world, the seventh place in the inventory of the top ten martial arts figures is underway.

"The seventh of the top ten martial arts figures!"

"Condor Hero Guo Jing!"

"The great hero is for the country and the people, even after ten thousand lifetimes, Guo Daxia is still a model for future generations!"

"On the day of Guo Jing's birth, the world has long changed. The Great Song was incompetent and unable to protect his people. "

"Millions of people in the Central Plains are either going south or going north. Guo Jing's mother, Li Ping, chose to go north to Mongolia in desperation and have lived in the grassland ever since. "

By chance, Guo Jing met Zhebei and gradually became a condor boy in the Mongolian army. At the same time, the strife in the rivers and lakes resumed, and with the death of Chen Xuanfeng, Guo Jing went south to the Central Plains and met his lifelong confidant in the Central Plains. "

"Later, Hong Qigong brought it, and learned to descend the dragon eighteen palms, a total of twenty-eight styles! Since then, walking the rivers and lakes, walking chivalry and righteousness. "

"When he was a teenager, although his qualifications were dull, but fortunately, he persevered and persevered for many years, and Guo Jing's martial arts skills have made great progress. At a young age, he was able to overwhelm Ouyang Keyang and others in martial arts, and he was actually a handsome man in the world. "

In the video, viewers from various parallel worlds see a teenager standing in front of a date tree, desperately practicing high-fives.

He learned the posture of the old man beside him, silently chanted the mantra, and struck out palm after palm!

What is curious is that every time the old man next to him slaps, the jujube tree in front of him explodes by one point, but the teenager has already struck several palms, and the jujube tree in front of him is still unmoving!

The only explanation is that the teenager did not fully comprehend this set of palm techniques!

But the young man did not give up, and when the old man left, he came to the jujube tree alone again, practicing palm after palm according to the posture just now.

Once....

Ten times....

A hundred times....

A thousand times....

10,000 times....

Until after practicing tens of thousands of times!

Suddenly, as the young man struck out with a palm, the jujube tree in front of him broke in response!

The power is even a little greater than the palm power performed by the old man before.

It is with this perseverance that the teenager won the favor of all the audience! Almost everyone felt an encouragement like never before!

In each parallel world, a voice of admiration came.

Yang Guo smiled awkwardly, looked at the little dragon girl beside him again, and finally his eyes fell on his son.

"In the future, I will learn from your Uncle Guo, and if you persevere, there will be results in the end."

He looked at the little dragon girl in front of him again and continued

"Those beautiful people and things are worth our lives to pursue, don't give up!"

Looking at the scene of Guo Jing's practice when he was a teenager, Yang Guo also inexplicably felt a warmth in his heart.

In terms of talent, he is much better than Guo Jing.

However, due to being too stubborn when he was a teenager, the road to learning martial arts was also extremely bumpy, first entering the Quanzhen Sect, then like the Ancient Tomb School, and finally learning the sword technique of seeking defeat alone.

When life was the most miserable, he actually realized the gloomy soul master!

Yang Guo's martial arts attainments were indeed not lost to his uncle.

But in terms of chivalry, in terms of heroism, it is indeed much worse.

In the past forty years, except for occasionally killing a few furry thief scum, Yang Guo has not done anything for the people of the world.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel ashamed in my heart.

At the same time, within the time and space of the Heavenly Dragon, Xiao Feng also watched the video above the Wanwei world intently.

In order to concentrate on watching the video, he even put aside the military affairs of the past few days so that he could make time to learn about the future.

When he saw Guo Jing's growth experience, his face was suddenly shocked and he wondered:

"What this young man practiced, isn't it the eighteen palms of the dragon?"

Xiao Feng was half-convinced.

The boy's palm and power are so familiar, like his former self.

Xiao Feng remembered that after he turned eighteen, he was also forced by Master Xuanku to practice a palm technique that was to the highest yang to gang.

That palm method is extremely powerful, and it is extremely difficult to practice!

It requires not only extreme ability, but also tenacity and willpower of the learner.

But this dragon eighteen palms can be regarded as the secret of the gang, how did this teenager learn it?

Could it be that the old man beside him is also the gang leader of the later life?

At this moment, Xiao Feng faintly looked, and saw Hong Qigong standing on the side, all in tatters, only his eyes flashed with terrifying essence.

When he faced his disciples, he seemed to be more severe than the Xuanku Master back then!

In the video screen, the teenager made several palms in succession, and the extremely strong palm struck out of his hand, breaking the trees, and even stirring up violent water sprays a few feet away!

"This is the eighteen palms of the Falling Dragon!"

Xiao Feng said happily: "This is exactly the dragon in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending dragon has repentance!" "

"This young man has practiced more than ten thousand times, and finally mastered the essence of this trick of dragon repentance! This move is majestic, it seems to have a thunderous momentum, and it is difficult to resist! "

"It's just that in terms of talent, this Guo Daxia seems to be a little worse."

Although the young Guo Jing showed a dull side, it was still difficult to hide Xiao Feng's liking for him.

"Such a person will become a great master!"

At the same time, Swallow Dock joins the mountain villa.

Murong Fu and the family generals were watching intently at the video of Guo Jing practicing in front of them.

Seeing that the young man in front of him was dull, and hundreds of exercises were still unable to grasp the essentials, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Bao Bei laughed

"Just this straw bale can be selected as the eighth place in the top ten martial arts! Then I have different bags, can't I also play with mixed rankings? "

"Compared with our young master, this kind of goods is simply not worth mentioning! I think my young man practiced martial arts at the age of eight, and in less than twenty years, he learned hundreds of martial arts, from south to north, from east to west, everyone knows everyone. "

"The most commendable thing is this hand to turn the stars! Among the martial arts, everyone admires it, even Shaolin Wudang, I have to give Murong Villa a little thin noodles. "

Although Bao different likes to exaggerate, what he said is basically true.

As a martial arts family with a name in the Central Plains, the influence of the Murong family cannot be underestimated.

And with the death of the old owner Murong Bo, now the Murong family's family business has all fallen into Murong Fu's hands, and everyone knows that the rivers and lakes are already known.

At this moment, only Feng Hao Evil frowned, and after Murong Fu and the others' laughter stopped, he slowly said:

"What this young man practiced seems to be the eighteen palms of the dragon?"

Murong Fu was shocked!

"What do you say! Eighteen palms of the dragon, how is it possible! "

"Young Master, I naturally recognize the eighteen palms of the dragon descending dragon, and I fought against the Qiao Gang Lord that day, and I just couldn't hold this palm before I lost the battle!"

At that moment, everyone could no longer laugh.

For Xiao Feng and the eighteen palms of the dragon, the people of Murong Villa were even more familiar.

Although everyone in the rivers and lakes called Beiqiao Peak and Southern Murong, everyone with discerning eyes knew that if they really wanted to compare with Beiqiao Feng, Southern Murong seemed to be a little worse.

The reputation of the Murong family was mostly accumulated by the ancestors of the Murong family, and had little to do with Murong Fu himself.

"Abominable Xiao Feng!"

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