Chapter - 348 Fresh Alliance of an Old Pledge (5) (1/2)
Guo Jing, on horseback, bowed ceremoniously to Huang Yaoshi and his six teachers, and prompted the horse forward; ahead, the pair of eagles led the way, giving a long cry in unison.
The Little Red horse had been separated from its master for very long; now that it was carrying him once again, it felt an inexpressible happiness. Invigorated in spirit, it galloped onwards as if hauled by lightning and sped by the wind; although the two white eagles were fast flyers, the Little Red somehow kept up with them.
Not long after, the eagles dived down into a dark, dense forest ahead. The Little Red, not waiting for its master's guidance, also raced straight towards the forest.
Arriving just outside the forest, they suddenly heard a voice like a cracked cymbal emanating from within the trees: ”Brother Qianren, long have I known your mighty reputation as the venerable hero of Iron Palm! Younger brother has a great desire to admire, and marvel at, the virtuosity of your divine arts; it's a pity that senior brother couldn't participate at the Mount Hua Duels back then. Right now, let's 'throw brick to lure jade'. Firstly, younger brother will use his trivial skills to finish off one of these; then, how about senior brother letting loose in the awesome spirit of Iron Palm?” Following this, someone gave a loud cry of misery, the treetops swayed in the forest canopy, and a big tree came crashing down.
Shocked, Guo Jing dismounted and rushed into the forest.
Huang Rong dismounted too. Patting the Little Red's head, she pointed back at the direction they'd come from, and said: ”Quick, go bring my daddy here!” The Little Red turned around and zoomed off.
”I just hope daddy comes quick,” thought Huang Rong, ”or else, we're going to get it from Old Venom again.”
Hiding herself behind the trees, she crept quietly into the forest. One glance later, she couldn't help feeling astounded: Tuolei, Huazheng, Zhebie and Bo'erhu had all been tied up separate from each other against four big trees, and in front of them stood Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren. Against another tree – which had collapsed – there was also someone tied; covered in brightly-coloured clothes and armour, this was actually the Song commander who'd been escorting Tuolei back north. He'd been given a push from the stone-splitting, tree-snapping force that was Ouyang Feng's palm. The front of his body was totally coated in blood, and the eyes in his drooping head were shut; he'd already been killed. The many soldiers had, to a man, disappeared without a trace; they'd presumably been routed by the two.
Qiu Qianren, who dared not compare palm power with Ouyang Feng, was just about to say a few things to bluff his way through when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him. Turning around to see Guo Jing, he felt both alarm and glee – just in time to make use of Western Venom to eliminate him! All he had to do was induce the two of them to get fighting, and then there'd be no need to take action himself.
Ouyang Feng saw that Guo Jing had borne the powerful force of his own Toad Art, and yet hadn't died; this was highly unexpected.
”Guo Jing gege,” cried out Huazheng in delight, ”you're still alive! Super, super!”
Seeing the situation before her, Huang Rong had already concluded her calculations. ”While waiting for daddy to come,” she planned, ”I ought to delay things for a bit.”
”Bastards!” shouted Guo Jing. ”What are you two oldies doing here? Planning murder again?”
Ouyang Feng, intending to get a clear look at Qiu Qianren's martial arts, gave a slight smile and didn't respond.
”Why aren't you bowing down before Master Ouyang, boy?” shouted Qiu Qianren. ”Bored being alive, are you?”
From within the secret room, Guo Jing had listened to Qiu Qianren saying all sorts of outrageous things to stir up controversy, and now he was trying to murder people. Hating him to the core, he strode forward two paces and let out a shout, throwing a 'Repentance of the Haughty Dragon' at Qiu Qianren's chest. By now, his ability with the 18 Dragon-Subduing Palms was no small matter; this particular palm was four parts release and six parts restraint, its power unleashed and instantly withdrawn. Qiu Qianren tried to dodge the oncoming force by hurriedly tilting his body but still had to deal with the arriving palm wind, and helplessly, he dropped forward instead of moving backwards.