Chapter - 467 Mediating Disputes (12)

Even though he had been through a lot of things, Yang Guo was still a proud man. He waved his sleeve and with a loud voice said, "Brother Zhou, I don't think you'll easily achieve your desire to drive me out of this valley."

"Huh! Huh! Do you want to fight with me?" asked the old man.

"Yes, I want to ask a lesson or two from you," he answered. "Let us make a bet: if I lose, I will leave this valley without further ado. But if you lose, you'll have to see Yinggu."

"No! Can't be!" shouted the Old Urchin. "First, how could I lose to a kid? Second, if I did, I still don't want to see Concubine Liu [Liu Gufei]."

"Aren't you ashamed?" asked Yang Guo irritated. "If you win, you are free not to see her, but if you lose, you still don't want to see her, what kind of bet is that?"

"Just shut your mouth up!" snapped the old man. "I don't want to see her, I am not going too. Protect yourself!"

This time the Eagle Hero was really dumbfounded. He could not be persuaded, he could not be forced. If they really fight, Yang Guo didn't have any confidence of victory. He stood there blankly, uncertain of what to do.

As we know, Zhou Botong was crazy about martial arts. Even when he lived alone at the "Hundred-Flower Valley" he trained everyday. He always wanted to find a sparring partner; however, with his high level of martial arts, where could he find a suitable match? Therefore, seeing Yang Guo was willing to spar with him, he was itchy to start the fight. Without wasting a single moment Zhou Botong cried, "Watch out!" and started the fight with his "Vacant Fist". Yang Guo parried with a palm but felt there was something wrong with the power of the fist; it seemed as if it wasn't there. He considered using soft palms as a response but decided against it, as it would be too risky so he used hard palms even though it wouldn't match. He used the palm techniques that he developed over the years against the tide's waves. Three stances later, flower petals were flying around everywhere and after another three, branches from trees fell. At first Yang Guo was worried that Zhou would not be able to take his fierce and overbearing palm because of his advanced age. He withdrew the power from his palm as soon as he sent it out, but after six stances, Yang Guo knew Zhou's internal energy was very profound and so did not hold anything back. The "Vacant Fist's" ingenuity was above the martial arts that he was using.

"Good! You are very good!" shouted Zhou Botong. "This is a match I have always wanted."

The perimeter of their forces was getting larger as the fight progressed, which forced Guo Xiang to step back. The eagle stayed close to Yang Guo, protecting its breast with its left wing while the right wing was a little bit open. The eagle understood the fierceness of this match and it never took its piercing gaze from Yang Guo, ready to step in if Yang Guo had any trouble.

After a while, Zhou had used all seventy-two stances of his "Vacant Fist". He had the advantage of better technique but his internal energy could not compare with the overbearing and boundless force of Yang Guo. With eyes open wide Guo Xiang watched these two people exchanging blows. She knew they weren't fighting as enemies; still, a fight between two highly skilled martial artists was very unpredictable. The slightest mistake could mean death. Cold sweat poured out of her body.

After seeing his "Vacant Fist" could do nothing to Yang Guo, he secretly praised him and then suddenly changed stances and used his left-right technique to fight. His left and right hands used different fist techniques, so that suddenly, Yang Guo was fighting against two Zhou Botongs.

Yang Guo was already at a disadvantage when it was one hand versus two, now it became even more so. One time, when Xiao Longnü fought Jinlun Fawang, she had just learned the "Dividing Ones Mind" skill from Zhou. When the couple met again, Yang Guo had lost his right arm. Xiao Longnü was afraid she might make him sad, so she did not say anything about the technique. Yang Guo was slightly alarmed and could only increase the power in his palm and used his sleeve to take some of the attacks.

As somebody who had trained in martial arts since she was little, Guo Xiang did not understand the fist techniques being exchanged, but she could see who had gained the upper hand and who was having difficulty. She was flustered. Then Guo Xiang remembered her father's lesson on the 'Dividing Ones Mind" skill, which he demonstrated before Guo Polu and herself. She saw what Zhou Botong was doing and it looked to her he was using her father's skill. She wasn't sure whether her father learned the skill from this old man, or the other way around. Anyway, she saw an opportunity to give Yang Guo a hand, so she shouted, "Old Urchin! Stop! Not fair! Big Brother does not want to fight you anymore!"

Surprised, Zhou Botong leaped back. "Why not fair?" he snapped. "You stole that skill from my father and used it against Big Brother," she answered. "Aren't you ashamed?"

After hearing the young girl called Yang Gou 'Big Brother' naturally Zhou Botong thought she was Yang Guo's younger sibling. And because he did not know Yang Guo's father, he only laughed and said, "This skill was my own invention. How could you say I stole it from your father?"

"Fine," said the young Miss. "Even if what you said was true, you still used two arms, while Big Brother only has one. Is that fair? If my Big Brother had two arms, you would've been beaten a long time ago."

"What you said is true," the old man confessed. "But I am sure that even if he had two arms; he still could not use this skill of mine." Then he laughed jovially.

Guo Xiang grunted. "Shame on you!" she mocked, "You just said that because you know Big Brother's arm cannot re-grow. If you are a valiant man (ying xiong), you wouldn't take any advantage of your opponent's disability."

"Fine… In that case I am going to use only a one fist technique," said the old man.

Guo Xiang stuck out her tongue. "Still shame on you, still unfair, because you use two arms against Big Brother's one," she snickered.

"Darn it!" shouted the old man, annoyed. "What should I do then? Shall I ask a woman to chop off one of my arms?"

Guo Xiang was shocked, "Which woman had chopped off Big Brother's arm?" she wondered in her heart. Then she smiled and said, "It's OK then. You don't have to chop off your arm. It would be fair if you just tie up one arm and fight Big Brother using only the other one."

The Old Urchin laughed a big laugh. He thought that this way of fighting would be fun. Besides, he thought that he wouldn't necessarily lose even if he is using a single arm. So he placed his right hand in his belt prepared to fight. He said, "Come now! This way you will not regret it even if you lose."

When Zhou Botong and Guo Xiang were having their debate, Yang Guo didn't say anything. He was never afraid others would mock him because of his disability. On the contrary, he was proud because with only one arm he could beat anybody. Therefore, he was slightly miffed when he saw Zhou Botong do this because he felt he was looking down on him. "Old Urchin!" he said, "By doing that you are looking down on me. Aren't you thinking that a one-armed Yang Guo couldn't beat you? Huh! If I lose, I would immediately …" Lashing his anger out, he was going to say that he would immediately kill himself right then and there. But suddenly he remembered his upcoming rendezvous with Xiao Longnü. He stopped before finishing his sentence.