C69 (2/2)
When he saw Guo Qirong's actions, Old Man Zhao admired him even more. He remained unmoved in the face of praise from others, something that ordinary people couldn't compare to.
”Young man, how did you do that move?” Old Master Zhao also didn't see Guo Qirong's move just now. Now, he even wanted to personally ask him how Guo Qirong had managed to do it.
Guo Qirin was still smiling, but when he heard Old Man Zhao's words, he shook his head: ”I didn't use any moves just now.”
The old tutor was stunned when he heard this.
”Oh? He didn't use any moves? ”Then what did you rely on to put it in his hands?” Old Master Zhao was bewildered. All martial arts in the world had moves. Even a palm and a fist could be considered a move.
No moves? Absolutely impossible. A guess began to form in Old Master Zhao's heart as to whether or not Guo Qizheng was unwilling to speak of this matter.
”Right, he didn't use a move.” After Guo Qisheng finished speaking, Old Master Zhao was even more certain that he wasn't willing to say it.
However, just as Guo Qirong finished this sentence, he immediately continued, ”The so-called martial arts of the world only involves the appearance of the martial arts. But just as Guo Qirong finished this sentence, he immediately continued,” The so-called martial arts of the world is just the appearance of the real world.
If these words were spoken in front of an outsider and a sixteen year old boy was seen acting like this, the person would definitely laugh disdainfully.
However, to those who were deeply infatuated with martial arts like Old Master Zhao, it was a completely different world.
”Then if there's really no move, how can I defeat my opponent?” Although Old Master Zhao knew that Guo Qizheng was talking about the concept of martial arts, he still did not believe that there were no real moves in this world.
Guo Qirin took out a cigarette and lit it slightly, not at all afraid that smoking would affect the good impression he had in Old Master Zhao's mind.
After exhaling a mouthful of smoke, Guo Qizheng's gaze turned profound as he said solemnly: ”A true martial artist will never be able to win. Standing in front of external objects, everything depends on the heart. In the heart, you have long truly defeated your opponent. ”The moves are just a form of performance. There is ruthlessness, there is vulgarity, there is hot-bloodedness, and there is dexterity. But in front of a true expert, these moves are only a form.
”There are no real martial skills, only real warriors.” After Guo Qizheng finished speaking, the old man's brows were tightly knitted as he sank into deep thought.
Guo Qirong's words might seem illusory and intangible, but for someone like him who had just entered the inner force gathering stage, it was a pointers and was very helpful to him.
”That young man, if you say it like that, then you still need a move. You can gradually combine the skills of each clan into your own. Does that count as having a move that you can't win?” Old Master Zhao suddenly felt that his comprehension was simply too poor, even inferior to this young man in front of him. It was because of this that Old Master Zhao was so obsessed with martial arts that he forgot his seniority and humbly asked Guo Qishen for guidance.
Guo Kexin shook his head again. ”That's not the case.”
When Old Master Zhao heard this, he was even more puzzled. ”Young man, tell me, what is the real meaning of being invincible?”
At first, the old man had the feeling that Guo Qishen's outfit was too dark. How could there be any martial arts in the world that could hurt someone with just one move?
Guo Qishen took another drag from his cigarette. From the old tutor's point of view, the youth in front of him also seemed to be pretending to be deep.
”Lordmaster, take good care.” After he finished smoking the cigarette, Guo Qishen slowly opened his mouth to speak.
After he finished speaking, Guo Qishen stood on the spot, doing nothing. His gaze was fixated on a stone not far away from the old man.
”Truly no moves, indeed no moves.” After he finished speaking, Guo Qishen turned around and left.
The old man looked at Guo Qizheng who had suddenly left in astonishment. He observed his surroundings again, but came up empty-handed. He was even more perplexed. Could it be that this kid was just talking, but he hadn't actually done anything? And there was no winning move at all?
When he thought about how most of the youngsters these days liked to fight for face, he couldn't help but think that Guo Qirong might have said something that seemed profound and difficult to understand, but in reality, it was completely useless.
The old man was unwilling to accept this, so he carefully observed his surroundings once more. When he discovered that not even a single leaf was damaged or abnormal, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
”Ai, young people nowadays …” The lordmaster sighed and slowly rose to his feet.
Old Man Zhao looked around unwillingly, but he still couldn't find any damage anywhere.
After observing for three times and finding nothing out of the ordinary, Old Man Zhao finally began to feel disappointed in Guo Qirong.
Old Master Zhao shook his head and sighed, ”Sigh, it's a pity for this young man now. Everything is fine, but he's too conceited. There's no such thing as an undefeated opponent in this world …”
Old Man Zhao suddenly heard a soft ”kacha” when the words reached his mouth.
Following the source of the voice, Old Man Zhao looked towards a fist-sized rock beside him.
The moment when Old Master Zhao saw the stone, his gaze seemed to have frozen on the small stone.
”Hiss …” Old Master Zhao sucked in a mouthful of cold air, his eyes wide open.
After a long while, Old Master Zhao's gaze was fixed on Stone. The muscles on his face twitched in disbelief as his entire body trembled.
”No moves win, there's a move …” No moves win, no moves win... ”This young man …” His heart seemed to have discovered a huge harvest. At this moment, the heart that had been tempered for over seventy years had long since wavered, and he was so excited that his entire body was trembling.
The stone that Guo Qirong stared at for a long time. At this moment, it was broken into pieces.
At this moment, there was no winning and no losing as his words struck the ground, striking deep into the depths of Old Master Zhao's heart.
”Good boy!” In Old Master Zhao's heart, he suddenly thought of Guo Qirin, who had just left without a word. The status of the original juniors had long since skyrocketed in his heart, rising to the same generation as him, or perhaps even higher.
Warriors were the first to reach the top. The old man made up his mind that after today's birthday banquet, no matter what, he would have to seek out Guo Qirong for guidance.
At this moment, the old man's thoughts were no longer asking about Guo Qirin, but turning instead to asking for guidance.
Guo Qirong smiled confidently in his heart. He believed that as long as Old Man Zhao wasn't a fool, he would definitely discover something amiss and be shocked afterwards.
However, just as he followed Zhao Yanran's instructions and entered the mansion from the back, he saw a dozen or so good-for-nothings behind the resentful Mai Er Monkey, staring at him with malicious intent.