The Condor Heroes: A Compendium of Beauties

Guo Jing finally unleashed his full power. The wind howled as he struck, and those nearby felt a sharp pain in their faces and quickly retreated. Seeing Guo Jing's stance, everyone in the hall fell silent, waiting to see how long the young man could withstand.
Yang Guo, having spent these past few days studying the Reverse Nine Yin Manual, had improved his martial arts. Facing Guo Jing's attacks, although he found it extremely difficult to parry, he stubbornly resisted. He used Tai Chi, constantly neutralizing, borrowing, and guiding the opponent's force, his body making various large and small circles. His anger fueled his skill, and he pushed Tai Chi to its absolute limit!
Guo Jing grew increasingly astonished; this child was truly extraordinary. He dared not delay any longer. His left hand drew a circle, and his right hand struck out with a palm strike. The wind howled as Guo Jing finally used the ultimate technique of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!
Yang Guo immediately collapsed. In truth, his internal energy was almost completely exhausted; he was only holding on by a burning resentment. After a few swift blows, Guo Jing finally subdued Yang Guo.
He placed his palm on Yang Guo's shoulder, trying to force him to kneel and kowtow to Zhao Zhijing. Yang Guo, filled with anger, gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard. Under Guo Jing's heavy pressure, a tiny crack had appeared in Yang Guo's leg bone. Guo Jing's heart tightened; he knew he couldn't exert any more force, or Yang Guo's legs would be ruined!
Yang Guo was covered in sweat, his lips tightly pressed together, his eyes blazing with determination. No matter how hard Guo Jing tried, he remained unmoved. Killing him was easy, but kneeling before a villain was something he couldn't do!
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Rebuking Quanzhen
At this moment, Yelü Qi finally intervened. He had seen Yang Guo and Guo Jing before and seemed to recognize them, so he hadn't interfered in their dispute. Seeing Yang Guo being treated so badly by Guo Jing, Yelü Qi felt a pang of pity. On the other hand, Yang Guo was Xiaolongnü's husband, the guarantee of her happiness. Yelü Qi, who loved Xiaolongnü, couldn't bear to see her husband suffer any harm, otherwise he would never be able to face her again.
Yelü Qi immediately said, "Great Hero Guo, this junior will make my move!" Yelü Qi was, after all, of simple and honest nature. Although he disapproved of Guo Jing's actions, he still gave a greeting before attacking.
Everyone around looked at Yelü Qi, seeing that he was the young man who had come with Yang Guo, and wondered what the relationship between the two was. Everyone knew that Guo Jing was highly skilled in martial arts and wasn't worried about him; everyone was watching how things would unfold.
Yelü Qi strode towards Guo Jing, his steps heavy, slowly gathering his inner strength as he walked. Guo Jing merely gazed at Yelü Qi with benevolent eyes. He only wanted Yang Guo to apologize to the Quanzhen Sect members, hoping they would still accept him as a disciple. He harbored no ill intentions; in his view, everything he did was for Yang Guo's good. Seeing Yelü Qi approach, Guo Jing, not wanting to harm Yang Guo's friend, held Yang Guo down with one hand while using the other to fight.
Yelü Qi came to Guo Jing's side, his left hand half-clenched, his right hand open, unleashing a "Dingyang Palm" strike directly at Guo Jing—a genuine Quanzhen martial art. This move was incredibly powerful; its strength, technique, form, and power were all perfectly balanced. It appeared unremarkable, but to achieve such flawlessness was something even someone with slightly less talent might not be able to accomplish in a lifetime!
Seeing Yelü Qi's move, everyone in the hall was shocked. Those present in the main hall were all martial arts masters and heroes of the time, discerning individuals familiar with the Quanzhen School of martial arts. Seeing this young man utilize Quanzhen techniques to such an extent, everyone cheered inwardly!
Hao Datong and Sun Bu'er were also astonished. They had practiced their school's martial arts for many years, yet even they might not be able to use this move to such a degree. Who was this young man?
Guo Jing, seeing this move, also shouted, "Good!" However, Guo Jing's martial arts were unparalleled in the world, and he blocked Yelü Qi's attack with only one hand. Yelü Qi frequently changed his moves, but he could not break through Guo Jing's defense. At this moment, everyone realized that this person was using only Quanzhen techniques. Could this person actually be a disciple of the Quanzhen School?
Hao Datong and the others secretly felt ashamed. This person's use of Quanzhen martial arts to such a degree was beyond their reach, and Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping were far inferior.
Guo Jing was also astonished. He had practiced Quanzhen martial arts in his youth, and now he felt that this young man's not only techniques but also his internal energy were entirely Quanzhen style. Moreover, his moves contained a unique supple power that transcended the scope of Quanzhen martial arts!
Guo Jing immediately asked, "Who are you? Who is your master?" Yelü Qi, while unleashing a "Cotton Needle" attack, replied, "I am Yelü Qi, a disciple of Quanzhen."
Yelü Qi's words caused an uproar throughout the hall. At this moment, Guo Jing was sparring with this young man about Yang Guo's defection from Quanzhen, and this young man claimed to be a disciple of Quanzhen, and his martial arts indeed resembled those of a Quanzhen disciple.
Hao Datong and the others were even more shocked. They had always lived in Chongyang Palace and had never heard of such a highly skilled disciple of Quanzhen. Sun Bu'er immediately asked, "Is your master Senior Brother Ma or Senior Brother Qiu?" Sun Bu'er secretly wondered if this young man was a disciple secretly recruited by his senior brothers, hence the question. As Yelü Qi made his move, he said, "No!" Sun Bu'er asked again, "Could it be Senior Brother Wang or Senior Brother Liu?" Yelü Qi replied, "No, it's not either."
Sun Bu'er sneered, "Who exactly are you, daring to impersonate a member of the Quanzhen Sect?" Guo Jing suddenly said, "He is not impersonating; his internal energy is the Jade Yang Skill of the Quanzhen Sect."
Upon hearing Guo Jing's words, Sun Bu'er and the others were at a loss for words. Could this young man have secretly learned Quanzhen martial arts? But without a master's guidance, it would be impossible to use Quanzhen martial arts to such an extent. Moreover, the Jade Yang Skill is one of the core skills of the Quanzhen Sect; unless one is an important disciple, it would be impossible for them to know the cultivation method of the Jade Yang Skill.
Guo Jing forced Yelü Qi back with a single move, saying, "Young man, your martial arts are superb; few among the younger generation can match you! I am merely disciplining my nephew; I will not harm Yang Guo!"
Only then did Yelü Qi turn to look at Yang Guo. Yang Guo was covered in sweat, his face drained of color, and his eyes bloodshot. Clearly, he was exhausted, yet Yang Guo's gaze remained resolute, unwavering under Guo Jing's pressure.
Yelü Qi felt a pang of pity. Knowing his own martial arts were far inferior to Guo Jing's, he said, "Great Hero Guo, Brother Yang is my friend. He is nearing his end! Great Hero Guo, please stop and hear what Brother Yang has to say." Guo Jing then re-examined Yang Guo. Seeing his condition, he immediately knew that Yang Guo's internal energy was completely depleted, and he was now resisting with sheer willpower. He feared that in a little while, Yang Guo would suffer irreparable damage. Guo Jing was greatly alarmed.
Guo Jing only felt affection for Yang Guo; his earlier treatment of him stemmed from deep love and concern. Seeing Yang Guo in this state, he was filled with remorse and quickly supported him, patting his back and channeling his refined internal energy into Yang Guo's body.
Guo Jing practiced the Nine Yin Manual, which shared the same internal energy as Yang Guo, and after a moment, Yang Guo recovered. Seeing Yang Guo's condition, the Quanzhen Sect members dared not say anything more, except for Sun Bu'er, who remained gritted-teeth, glancing between Yang Guo and Yelü Qi, her mind racing. Yang
Guo had just exerted all his strength to resist Guo Jing's internal energy, and in the end, only one thought remained in his mind: "I will never kneel." At this moment, Guo Jing suddenly withdrew his force, and Yang Guo almost collapsed. A moment later, Guo Jing's internal energy returned from his back, this time helping Yang Guo regain his strength. Without any ulterior motives, Yang Guo focused his mind on his dantian, slowly recovering with the help of Guo Jing's internal energy.
Everyone in the hall looked at the stubborn young man. They could tell from Yang Guo's appearance that he had endured immense pressure, yet he refused to yield. This spirit was admirable, even Huang Rong, who had always disliked Yang Guo, was slightly moved. Only Sun Bu'er and Zhao Zhijing of the Quanzhen Sect remained indifferent.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yang Guo finally recovered completely. He felt Guo Jing's help and understood that Guo Jing still cared about him deeply. Yang Guo opened his eyes, and Guo Jing's hand left his back.
After this incident, Guo Jing was no longer willing to use force against Yang Guo. He said gently, "Guo'er, Uncle Guo went a bit too far just now. I won't do that again! Tell me, why did you betray the Quanzhen Sect in the first place!" His tone gradually sharpened towards the end, clearly still dissatisfied with Yang Guo's actions.
Yang Guo took a deep breath, cupped his hands in greeting to the martial arts figures in the hall, and said, "With so many seniors here today, please judge for me!" No one knew what he was going to say, so they all listened quietly.
Yang Guo said in a deep voice, "The reason I betrayed the Quanzhen Sect was because they didn't treat me like a human being!" Yang Guo's words caused a stir among the crowd; his words were too harsh! Guo Jing looked at Yang Guo, bewildered. Had he suffered greatly at Chongyang Palace? Guo Jing looked at the Quanzhen Sect members with suspicion.
The four members of the Quanzhen Sect also felt that Yang Guo was exaggerating. Zhao Zhijing shouted, "You little beast, what nonsense are you spouting? Our Quanzhen Sect has been more than kind to you, and yet you dare to slander our sect like this! I will grind you to dust!" As soon as Zhao Zhijing finished speaking, Hao Datong frowned, but Sun Bu'er didn't seem to care. Yin Zhiping, for some reason, was at a loss and remained silent.
Guo Jing interjected, "Brother Zhao, he's just a child, why are you being so harsh!" He was somewhat displeased with Zhao Zhijing's tone, using terms like "little beast" and "grind to dust." Guo Jing considered Yang Guo like a son, and naturally, he was somewhat protective of him.
Many people in the hall felt disgusted with Zhao Zhijing; this Taoist's words were vile and completely unlike those of a Quanzhen Sect cultivator. Hao Datong said, "Zhijing, don't speak like that again!" In fact, Zhao Zhijing knew his words were inappropriate as soon as they left his mouth, and immediately nodded in silence.
The scene gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at Yang Guo again. Yang Guo's voice was low and his tone was full of mockery as he said, "That Taoist priest was my former master. You all saw his character, didn't you? He insulted and beat me every day, or had other disciples bully me, not to mention that." As Yang Guo said this, Zhao Zhijing was about to speak again, but Hao Datong stopped him with a look.
Yang Guo continued, "What's most hateful is that this Taoist priest didn't teach me any martial arts, yet he made me spar with other disciples!" At this moment, Zhao Zhijing ignored Hao Datong's stop and angrily cursed, "You little beast, you're talking nonsense! I taught you all the incantations back then, and you recited them at the martial arts tournament. Junior Brother Yin was there too; he can testify!" Yin Zhiping nodded slightly, and everyone in the hall looked at Yang Guo with suspicion.
Yang Guo roared, "You taught me those incantations, but you didn't say a word about the actual methods of cultivation! That way, even if elders ask, you can claim you've already taught me, and that Yang Guo's problem isn't just because he didn't work hard enough! Besides, you knew I had no martial arts skills whatsoever, yet you still made me spar with others just to embarrass me! Zhao Zhijing, with a master like you, I'll betray Chongyang Palace sooner or later!" Yang Guo recalled his experiences at Chongyang Palace as recorded in the original book, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He now considered this history as his own, and he wanted nothing more than to tear Zhao Zhijing apart.
Zhao Zhijing, trembling, pointed at Yang Guo and said, "You're talking nonsense! I taught you everything, and you… you didn't work hard enough, yet you say I didn't teach you!" Zhao Zhijing was now enraged by Yang Guo's revelation of what happened back then.
Yang Guo sneered, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "I, Yang Guo, swear to Heaven today that if I have uttered a single falsehood, may I not live past twenty!"
Yang Guo's oath silenced everyone in the hall. Guo Jing and Yelü Qi stared at him in disbelief, while the Quanzhen Sect members were stunned!
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Huang Rong's Thoughts
The reason everyone reacted this way was because Yang Guo's oath was truly too poisonous! It was the late Southern Song Dynasty, a time when everyone believed in supernatural beings. The saying "Heaven is watching" held true, and everyone knew that oaths should not be made lightly, or they would surely come to pass!
Seeing Yang Guo utter such a poisonous oath, everyone was initially stunned, then completely convinced of Yang Guo's words. They all looked at Zhao Zhijing with disdain, who trembled, unsure of what to do.
Hao Datong shouted sternly, "Zhijing, is what Yang Guo said true?!" Zhao Zhijing trembled and said, "Nonsense... this little beast is talking nonsense..."
Yang Guo sneered, "Zhao Zhijing, do you dare to make a solemn oath like I have?" Yang Guo's expression was icy; he was
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