Chapter - 252 A Shiver of Sharks In the Big Waves (5) (2/2)
”I … I did not!” Guo Jing was taken aback.
Huang Yaoshi was really indignant, he thought, ”This kid Guo Jing dares to deceive me; that poor blind Mei Chaofeng is still desperately looking for that book.” He shot an angry glare toward Guo Jing, but then turned his head toward Zhou Botong, ”I want the original manual.”
”Brother,” Zhou Botong called Guo Jing, ”Help me take the book from my pocket.” Guo Jing stepped forward and groping inside Zhou Botong's pocket he took a book about half an inch thick. Zhou Botong held out his hand to receive the book, and said to Huang Yaoshi, ”This is the first volume manual, the second volume is folded inside it. If you have a skill, come and get it.”
”What kind of skill are you talking about?” Huang Yaoshi asked.
Zhou Botong held the book tight in his hands, he leaned his head and said ”Wait, let me think …” Half a day later he smiled and said, ”Pasting skill!”
”What?” Huang Yaoshi was puzzled.
Zhou Botong lifted up his hands high in the air, and soon the book turned into a million pieces. A flurry of paper pieces flew from his hands like a flock of butterflies flying in all direction, carried by the sea breeze, floating to the east and scattered to the west. It was impossible to track them down.
Huang Yaoshi was startled and angry at the same time; surprised that Zhou's internal energy was so profound. In that short period of time the book has completely gone. Remembering his late wife Huang Yaoshi felt a stab of pain in his heart. ”Old Urchin, you played trick on me! Don't ever think of leaving this island alive!” he shouted angrily. Flying forward his palm got very close to Zhou Botong's face.
Zhou Botong moved his body a little bit, like a pendulum he swung to the left and to the right. With a swish, swish sound Huang Yaoshi's palms danced in the air, very close to Zhou Botong's body, but were not able to touch him at all. It was Huang Yaoshi's specialty, the 'luo ying shen jian zhang' [fallen (flower) divine sword palm]; who would have thought that after about twenty stances the palm technique was useless against Zhou Botong.
Huang Yaoshi was puzzled because Zhou Botong did not launch any counterattack at all; while he had used all his strength to compel Zhou Botong to withstand his attack. Suddenly he was alarmed, ”I, Huang Yaoshi, how could I fight someone who has both his hands tied up like that?”
Leaping back three steps he called out, ”Old Urchin, your legs are healed; I have done something inappropriate to you. Quickly break the rope on your hands, let me fight your Nine Yin Manual martial art.”
Zhou Botong looked dismayed, repeatedly he shook his head, ”I don't want to lie to you, but I have my own difficulty. This rope in my hand, whatever happens I can't take it out.”
”Then let me take it out for you,” Huang Yaoshi said, immediately move forward to touch his hands.
”Aiyo! Help! Somebody help me!” Zhou Botong cried out and rolled around on the ground.
Guo Jing was shocked. ”Father-in-law!” he called out. He was about to dash forward to block Huang Yaoshi when Hong Qigong held him back. ”Don't act foolishly!” he hissed. Guo Jing halted and looked. Zhou Botong was rolling around on the ground; he was very agile. Huang Yaoshi grabbed and kicked but was unable to even touch his body.