Save the Bachelor of Heaven

As Xiang Nan said, Guo Juxia did feel itchy.

Ten years ago, his martial arts had reached the peak, and he even organized a rebel army to repel the invasion of Houjin, so he was honored as "Guo Juxia".

After that, he has seldom fought with others. In the world, there are not many people who are his opponents.

And being able to refine martial arts to the extreme, Guo Juxia is naturally a martial idiot, eager to learn from others and compete with others.

It's a pity that it's hard to find a friend, it's hard to find an opponent, and there are very few people in the world who can be his opponent, so he is really lonely.

Although Xiang Nan is young, he has profound internal strength, and he has already practiced the Jingtao palm.

Moreover, in the past half a year or so, he has defeated many masters. Even the divine monk Zhikong from Shaolin Temple was no match for him.

Therefore, Xiang Nan can be regarded as a worthy opponent.

Seeing that Guo Juxia really agreed, Xiang Nan was naturally very excited.

It's been a long time since he had a hearty competition. The feeling was as aggrieved as if he had worked so hard to save tens of thousands of family assets, but couldn't spend a penny.

"However, I don't want others to know about this competition." Guo Juxia said again.

"That's exactly what I thought." Xiang Nan nodded, and then suggested, "Then how about we go to Cuiwei Mountain to compete?"

Guo Juxia nodded upon hearing this.

...

In the morning, the two set off together for Cuiwei Mountain.

On the way, the two began to compete in lightness kung fu.

Guo Juxia didn't know which lightness skill he used, but it wasn't Bai Sanniang's Treading Wuhen anyway.

I saw him striding like a meteor, landing very powerfully, arousing a cloud of dust and smoke, it looked very heavy, but every step he took out was a foot away.

He arrived at the goal that was far away in two or three strokes, like a fairy art that shrinks the ground to an inch.

Xiang Nan was also running lightly.

But what he performed was neither stepping on the snow without a trace, nor crossing the river with a reed, nor flying on the grass, but a mixed lightness kung fu fused together by the Taixuan Sutra.

This light skill is as light as stepping on the snow without a trace, the erratic flying on the grass, the speed of a white horse with a silver saddle, the strangeness of its hidden skills and fame, the quickness of changing shapes and shadows, and the ingenuity of changing supernatural powers. Nan named it [Xiaoyaoyou].

Once Xiaoyaoyou light kung fu was performed, Xiang Nan's speed was also astonishingly fast. And not only is it fast, but the key movements are also chic and elegant, just like strolling in a garden, walking against the wind.

Guo Juxia saw that Xiang Nan's footsteps were light, his movements were elegant, and he was rushing on the road without dust, and his speed was not slower than his own, so he couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

Among the younger generation, it is truly remarkable to be able to have this kind of lightness kung fu. When I was as old as Xiang Nan, I didn't have such high attainments yet.

Thinking of this, Guo Juxia couldn't help quickening his pace.

Just listen to dong, dong, dong, dong, every time he stepped out and landed on the ground, he made a heavy sound, like a heavy hammer beating a drum.

Every time, a deep hole can be left on the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust, which shows the strength of his footing. Because of this, the recoil force is greater, making the range of each step reach an astonishing two feet, and the speed has increased by a large amount in an instant.

Seeing this, Xiang Nan immediately accelerated.

The zhenqi in the body circulated rapidly, and the legs seemed to be equipped with injectors, and the speed was even faster and more elegant. At first glance, he looked like he was flying in the air, and he caught up with Guo Juxia in an instant.

Guo Juxia was stunned for a moment, and continued to speed up, trying to throw Xiang Nan away.

Xiang Nan also exerted his full strength and caught up again after a while.

The two chased after each other, and it took at most half a stick of incense to reach the foot of Cuiwei Mountain.

...

"Okay, nephew, your lightness skill is better than mine." Guo Juxia stopped and said to Xiang Nan with a smile.

Xiang Nan's light work is chic and elegant, and his speed is amazing. He had exerted all his strength, and he didn't even leave Xiang Nan behind, which showed that his lightness kung fu was really remarkable.

"Guo Juxia is too modest." Xiang Nan cupped his hands and smiled.

Although he was not left behind by Guo Juxia, he also failed to leave Guo Juxia behind.

It can be seen from this that Guo Juxia's qinggong is also very good.

Lightness work is linked to internal work. People with good internal strength, light work is generally good. On the contrary, if the internal strength is poor, the lightness work is probably not good either.

Guo Juxia's lightness kung fu is on par with him, and his internal kung fu is probably almost the same.

This can't help but make Xiang Nan's spirit tremble.

He already has perfect internal and external skills, and he thought he could surpass Guo Juxia.

Unexpectedly, the ginger is still old and spicy.

"It's not too modest." Guo Juxia said with a smile.

He started practicing Qigong at the age of eight, and it has been thirty-five years now. But Xiang Nan only started practicing kung fu last year, and now his lightness kung fu and internal kung fu are on par with him.

From this point of view, Xiang Nan has already surpassed him.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain." Xiang Nan didn't want to be humble, said directly, and then rushed up the mountain.

Guo Juxia followed closely behind.

The two then came to a col.

"Uncle Guo, what do you think of this place?" Xiang Nan asked Guo Juxia.

"Okay, here it is." Guo Juxia nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the environment here was quiet and there was no one there.

"That's good." Xiang Nan smiled, and then showed his hand gestures, "Uncle Guo, we have no eyes in our fists and feet, we can only click as far as we can, please advise!" After finishing speaking, he threw his fist out.

When Guo Juxia saw it, he slapped it without thinking.

Fist and palm clashed, and both of them took half a step back.