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"Yes! Jing'er, this stupid child, will suffer in the future." Hong Qigong sighed. However, despite that, he looked quite contented, and he was obviously very satisfied with Guo Jing's disciple.

Fang Zhixing said: "Is Qigong going to Xiangyang? Junbao and I are about to go there, so why not go together? I have one more thing to ask Qigong!"

Hong Qigongqi said: "What else is there? Is it related to Xiangyang?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "It's a bit related, but it's not big. My apprentice Yang Guo is about to marry Guo Daxia's daughter, but his adoptive father, Senior Ouyang, did not come here, so I want to ask the Qigong to support the scene, which is more glorious."

Hong Qigong nodded, but said in confusion: "Guo'er is your disciple. Isn't it enough to have you as an elder? Why do you want to join in the fun? Even if you want to invite me, I'm also asking Qiu Chuji?" Although he was Mu Nianci's master, he only gave advice to the other party for a few days. When it comes to being close to Yang Guo, Qiu Chuji, who is far inferior to Yang Kang's teacher, was naturally confused about this.

Fang Zhixing smiled slightly and did not answer. Hong Qigong's thoughts changed and then understood, and laughed and said, "Good boy, do you want the old beggar to go and stimulate Ouyang Feng out? If you don't go or not, the old beggar has no idle intention!" Yang Guo got married, and Ouyang Feng would probably go after hearing the news, but it is not easy to say whether he would appear. However, if Hong Qigong went, according to Ouyang Feng's temper, it is very likely to appear. Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng have been fighting for many years, and now they understand Fang Zhixing's plan. However, for him, he would definitely meet Ouyang Feng during the sword contest in Huashan a few months, so he naturally didn't care about this.

When Fang Zhixing saw Hong Qigong, this idea arose in his mind. As a master, he naturally wanted to do Yang Guo's marriage perfectly. Just as he was about to persuade him again, he suddenly stood up and said, "You kid's belly is too twisted and it's too hard to talk. I'm always begging to leave by myself!" As he said that, he lifted up the bamboo stick and jumped, and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Seventh Duke, the day is August 16th, don't forget it!" Fang Zhixing hurriedly shouted from behind.

Zhang Junbao next to him heard this and asked him, "Master. Wouldn't we catch up?" He had seen Fang Zhixingyun use light skills. Although he saw that Hong Qigong was very fast, he also felt that his master could catch up with the other party, so that would be more persuasion.

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "If Qigong wants to go, he will go naturally; if he doesn't want to go, it's useless for us to catch up. Let's go, let's go to Xiangyang first." Although he thought that his light skills were better than Hong Qigong, it was not so easy to catch up with the other party. Huang Yaoshi's light skills can be said to be the best among the five great masters, but no one could beat him when he competed with Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng. Hong Qigong took the lead. If Fang Zhixing wanted to catch up with him, it would take at least half a day, and it would be considered by the other party as a provocation, which was really not worth the loss.

Zhang Junbao seemed to understand but not. Seeing that his master had left, he also took steps and followed him. He followed Fang Zhixing these days and had begun to practice the Hunyuan stake, especially the galloping horse strata. This strata was originally a strata. Zhang Junbao has made great progress these days, and now he is rushing forward. He is not inferior to ordinary adults. The master and apprentice are one high and one low, heading towards Xiangyang.

There was a competition in Xiangyang City. The crowds of people were crowded, but a group of people from the martial arts world gathered together, which was quite lively. When a young hero with two swords saw it, he called a tall man and asked, "This brother has invited me. I wonder what happened here, why is it so lively?"

The man was about to squeeze in front, but was stopped for no reason and was not annoyed. Seeing that the other party was young, he added a little more enthusiasm and said loudly: "You are new to the Junshan martial arts selection meeting. Now it is the third day. Today, the last ten people will be decided on the ring to represent the people from Xiangyang martial arts to participate in the opportunity to go to Junshan to participate in the Huashan sword competition. You kid came today, just see it!" He also patted the young man on the shoulder, which was quite commendable. People in the martial arts world in Xiangyang City frequently enter and exit, and they do not seem xenophobic like ordinary places. Moreover, when this young man came to Xiangyang, he might stay and fight the enemy together. This strong man was quite kind to him.

The young man was beaten by the man on the shoulder and frowned slightly. He knew that the other party had no malice and was unwilling to care. Seeing that the situation was clear, he opened his body and was about to leave.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly occurred in the crowd, and someone shouted, "Here is here! Come!", "Hero Zhu brought people to the stage!", and swarmed forward.

"Boy, come with me!" The young man saw several figures on the ring and stopped and was about to look carefully. Suddenly, the man shouted loudly. He was pulled by the other party and squeezed towards the ring. The man was tall and fat, with a total of about 300 pounds. With one hand, he made a way in the crowd, which could accommodate one person through. The separated person in front was furious and turned his head to see him, cursing: "Tong Dahai, don't rely on his strength to mess around. I will ask you for advice another day!" But he knew this person.

Tong Dahai grinned and patted the big hand like a palm fan. The man trembled and almost fell to the ground. He glared at each other. Tong Dahai laughed a few times and was about to say a few words, but he saw that the crowd was about to stand still, and the young man was still behind. He couldn't help but shouted: "Come on, hurry up and don't pay attention to this troubling of birds!" He led the young man forward.

Although the young man was not very accustomed to Tong Dahai's enthusiasm, he saw the crowd behind him rushing and rushed towards him, and had to follow the gaps that Tong Dahai squeezed out.

Not far away, a Taoist priest with a child could not help but smile, picked up the child and walked forward. He was everywhere, and the crowd unconsciously made way out of the way, allowing him to walk to the front of the stage smoothly. When the people behind him saw this, they felt strange. He knew that he was extraordinary and must be an ordinary person.

The center of the competition is a high platform. At this time, more than ten people were standing on it. An old man dressed in Confucian scholar stood there and shouted: "All heroes have asked me. The competition between the two days ago was the last day and they decided to represent Xiangyang to participate in the Junshan Martial Arts. If any hero present is not convinced, he can choose one person to challenge. If he wins, he can represent Xiangyang to participate in the Martial Arts; if he loses, he can also go by himself. But before leaving, I hope that all heroes will inform you so that there will be problems with Xiangyang's defense. I hope everyone will understand!" After saying that, he bowed his hands and bowed to the surroundings. (To be continued)

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