Riding Condors Westward

Ordinary birds in the world fly at speeds of no more than a few dozen miles per hour.

Golden eagles, however, can swoop down to hunt at speeds of up to 320 kilometers per hour.

Its speed was astonishing.

However, this speed is only achieved during a dive; it cannot fly that fast under normal circumstances.

Even so, these large birds still fly much faster than ordinary barn swallows.

Some species of eagles can fly at speeds of over 200 miles per hour.

Guo Jing's two White Condor, which he obtained from the cliffs of Mongols, were naturally exceptional and extraordinary.

Flying at an altitude of 5,000 meters, higher than a golden eagle.

The higher you fly, the less air resistance you experience, and the faster you fly.

Even with the addition of Ji Boying, it can still fly at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

Mount Zhongnan is less than a thousand miles away from Pu County.

In half an hour, they had covered more than half the distance.

To conserve the White Condor's energy, after flying for half an hour, Ji Boying leaped directly from the male eagle's back to the female eagle's back at a height of a thousand meters.

This allows the two eagles to fly at top speed.

In just over an hour, the White Condor had flown more than 400 kilometers, covering a distance of a thousand miles, and Pu County was now at its feet.

The White Condor gradually slowed down and circled above Pu County.

From the air, even with Ji Boying's excellent eyesight, the small county town looked like nothing more than a tiny courtyard.

The number of people inside and outside the courtyard was more than 100,000. Guo Jing's army was stationed outside the city, and no faces could be seen. People, tents and flags formed patches of color.

"The White Condor delivered the message!"

Huang Rong looked pale and haggard, but gazed at the sky with joy, pointing with her finger.

He deliberately used his internal energy to amplify his voice, which gave a jolt to the spirits of many demoralized soldiers around him.

"If we hold on for a few more days, Ji Boying and Zhou Botong will be better than us in martial arts. They are Lightness Skill skills and have left precious horses in Mount Zhongnan. Soon, reinforcements will arrive and we will be able to break the deadlock."

Huang Yaoshi's eyes were bloodshot, making it impossible to tell if he was injured, but he also looked unwell.

With encouragement from the father and daughter, and the support of Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, the Six Quanzhen Masters, the Six Freaks of Jiangnan, and others, morale soared.

The tents surrounding the commander's tent were clearly occupied by elite soldiers, who were also core disciples of the Beggar Gang' Sect and the Quanzhen Sect. They understood the weight of those words and knew that the reinforcements were indeed experts.

These thousands of beggar gangs and Quanzhen disciples also don't wear armor, and each holds a stick and an iron sword. They look more like their original identity, people of the world, than soldiers.

After being trained by Huang Yaoshi and winning battle after battle, they shouldn't be in this state. However, now that the army is blocked, the trouble is not with the army itself, so they have no choice but to deal with it by using the methods of martial arts practitioners.

Thousands of people sat around the commander's tent.

They all looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes.

Even Hong Qigong and the Six Quanzhen Masters were filled with panic and sorrow.

"No! No!"

Guo Jing suddenly shouted!

Startled, everyone gripped their weapons and jumped up, assuming a fighting stance and preparing for battle.

A tragic atmosphere of a desperate battle, with blood staining the yellow sand, permeated the air.

"There's someone on the sculpture!!"

More and more people noticed the commotion. They saw the giant eagle swooping down with terrifying force, and a divine being standing on top of it, holding a sword.

Such an entrance was truly terrifying!

"Gods!!"

"Gods!!"

They all looked up to the sky and shouted.

They didn't know whether to be afraid or happy, but they couldn't help but look horrified.

How incredibly fast that eagle swooped down!

In the blink of an eye, a black dot had grown to the size of a washbasin.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, their morale low and their spirits low, looked up as the majestic eagle swooped down, rising a hundred meters off the ground before suddenly slowing down and circling above them, creating a powerful gust of air.

Then they watched as a divine being leaped down from the eagle's back.

The divine eagle ascends into the sky, and the divine general descends to earth.

The already bewildered army, starting with someone, suddenly knelt down, facing the central command tent of the Heavenly God, and cried out for divine protection.

A hearty laugh rang out, "Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, is there anyone in the world who can withstand your military might? How dare you beg for help in such a sorry state?"

As soon as Ji Boying landed, he asked the stunned crowd.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and the others were all dumbfounded. Even a proud man like Huang Yaoshi couldn't care less about his image and looked completely dumbfounded, just like his beloved son-in-law.

They only woke everyone up when one of the Quanzhen Sect disciples, having been waiting for too long, forgot to exert any force and dropped his longsword with a clatter.

"This... this..."

Huang Yaoshi's hands trembled.

"How delightful it is to travel a thousand miles!"

Two hours ago, feeling that I couldn't hold on any longer, I sent out a distress call. I thought I would have to hold on for a few more days, after all, it was a long way. If I had to go around the mountain road, the journey would be more than a thousand miles. But I never expected that my savior would arrive just two hours later.

"Brother Ji, you... you... came here riding an eagle?"

Huang Rong could hardly believe what she was seeing. Even though she had witnessed it with her own eyes, her beautiful face was still filled with surprise and doubt.

Ji Boying laughed and said, "Without the help of the two eagles, how could you have been so fast? Who knows what's going on with you? Two of the Five Greats of the world, the mainstay of the Quanzhen Sect, the Six Heroes of Jiangnan, Guo Jing Huang Rong, Quanzhen Sect masters of the Beggar Gang, Wumu's Testament —could such a force be forced to ask for help?"

"Such a large piece of paper only says 'urgent,' without any background or explanation. I'm afraid if I arrive too late, I'll only be able to collect your corpses."

Huang Rong gave an embarrassed, wry smile.

"This is not their fault; it is entirely my fault."

Huang Yaoshi looked ashamed and admitted his mistake, which was a rare occurrence for him.

They could all hear the dissatisfaction in Ji Boying's words.

And this was indeed Huang Yaoshi's personal motive.

Huang Yaoshi knew that the current power of Guo Jing in this great battle was all thanks to Ji Boying.

However, Huang Yaoshi also knew that Ji Boying never fought a battle he wasn't sure of winning.

Sometimes his actions may seem radical, but in reality, he has already made sure of everything.

Ji Boying rarely put himself in danger.

Humans are made of flesh and blood.

Even though he was stronger than Peng Lianhu and others back then, he still did not dare to be careless when fighting them.

Not only because they were unfamiliar with these people's martial arts skills, but also because they had to guard against being attacked from the shadows.

Countless heroes have fallen at the hands of villains, and even the peerless martial arts master Xiao Feng was nearly killed by Azi's poisoned needles.

How could Ji Boying be careless?

Huang Yaoshi dared not tell Ji Boying the truth precisely because he had seen through this.

They feared he might be too afraid of the enemy's strength to intervene and save them.

After all, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others were helpless against him, so it's no wonder that Ji Boying was worried about having such an opponent.

Therefore, he could only give vague answers, asking Ji Boying to come to his rescue quickly, but he refused to tell him the truth.

The misty mountains and clouds seemed to have either deceived or lured him to this place.

This was obviously Huang Yaoshi's unethical act.

Given Huang Yaoshi's past pride, he would never have done such a thing, even if it meant his death.

But now his own daughter is also trapped here.

What they were doing was a matter of utmost importance, concerning the fate of the entire empire.

Naturally, this also forced someone as proud as Huang Yaoshi to gradually learn to be flexible and adaptable.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to maintain one's original aspirations.

Huang Yaoshi's ability to be flexible and adaptable also reveals his underlying concern for the greater good of the world.

If it were someone else, they would probably just be ripping people off for the sake of their son-in-law's power.

It was precisely because of this concern that Ji Boying valued Guo Jing so much, because he felt that Guo Jing was also a person with principles.

Even if he becomes emperor in the future, he will not squander his wealth like those who become rich overnight.

Power is a poison that has killed countless illustrious figures throughout history.

"Alright, enough talk. Tell me, what kind of enemy did you encounter? Could it be that Ouyang Feng's skills have greatly improved?"

Ji Boying took in the entire scene around the central command tent.

It's easy to understand without much explanation; judging from their cautious demeanor, they've clearly not encountered a military enemy. They must be facing a martial arts master who has them cornered and helpless.

However, the only martial arts master Ji Boying could think of was Ouyang Feng.

Although I can't understand why Ouyang Feng could make Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi look so disheveled.

"That's right, it's Ouyang Feng."

Huang Yaoshi said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

Ji Boying raised an eyebrow and glanced at everyone's faces.

Hong Qigong and Qiu Chuji both had solemn expressions on their faces.

This is clearly not a joke.

"What gives Ouyang Feng the right?"

Ji Boying asked a question.

Even if Ouyang Feng's skill level improves, how much can it improve?

Although Hong Qigong did not fully master the Nine Yin Manual, his skill improved slightly after exchanging martial arts techniques with Ji Boying, which should have made him superior to Ouyang Feng.

Huang Yaoshi has retrieved the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual and has begun practicing it.

Guo Jing, by following Ji Boying, learned all the best martial arts from various schools and sects.

In terms of skill level, Guo Jing is now on par with, or even surpasses, the skill level described in the original novel when he fought Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong for three hundred moves each during the Mount Hua Sword Conference.

There's no need to mention the Six Quanzhen Masters and many other skilled members of the Quanzhen Sect Beggar Gang' Sect. With just the three of them, what makes Ouyang Feng so arrogant and domineering?

"He doesn't have much time left to live..."

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong looked at each other, and finally Huang Yaoshi spoke.

What do you mean by that?

Huang Yaoshi said in a deep voice, "I don't know what methods the Old Poison used, but it was probably just medicine or poison, or some kind of Golden Needle Technique, to force out all his potential. When I saw him again after this battle, his hair and beard were completely white, and his face was flushed."

"The qi is domineering and aggressive, which is why the pores are hard to close and the blood and qi leak out. He won't live much longer."

"He really is a genius, exchanging at least thirty or forty years of his lifespan for this great increase in power."

No sooner had Huang Yaoshi finished speaking than Hong Qigong added.

"Not only that, his Toad Style Fu and Spirit Snake Fist are no longer the same as before."

"Old Poison's Toad Style, whether it's a toad or a venomous snake, is all about accumulating power and using stillness to control movement."

Hong Qigong glanced at Huang Yaoshi again.

We already know from Huang Yaoshi's words that Huang Yaoshi had the upper hand in the Battle of Taihu Lake.

However, it was not that Huang Yaoshi's skill and martial prowess surpassed Ouyang Feng's.

However, Ouyang Feng was burdened with heavy responsibilities at the time, and Ji Boying was also chasing Qiu Qianren. Ouyang Feng was preoccupied with these concerns and was in a passive position. If he could not win, he would surely lose.

Therefore, Huang Yaoshi subtly dragged him into a predicament and gained the upper hand by using his stillness to control the situation.

Because of this defeat, Ouyang Feng seemed to have learned his lesson and gained wisdom from his mistake.

The Toad Style, which originally relied on stillness to control movement and launch defensive counterattacks, has been reversed and is now used as an offensive, aggressive, and domineering tactic.

However, Ouyang Feng's martial arts skills are not so easy to change.

Toad Style and his Spirit Snake Fist are not weak. Even with Ouyang Feng, it would be impossible for him to change these skills so easily, directly altering their fundamental principles.

But just like Ouyang Feng's practice of exchanging his lifespan for internal energy, he wasn't even afraid of death, so what else was he afraid of?

Even if his temporary alteration of the divine skill had many flaws and would damage his body more and more the more he used it, he was going to die anyway, so why would he be afraid of further damaging his body and meridians?

The two of them took turns speculating about Ouyang Feng's physical condition.

Before long, he had described Ouyang Feng's current condition to Ji Boying.

Both of them truly deserve to be called outstanding figures of their time and masters of martial arts.

After only a few encounters, he had already figured out Ouyang Feng's true strength.

After finishing his story, Ouyang Feng's skills improved greatly.

The two of them then recounted their current predicament from beginning to end.

Originally, the army was invincible wherever it went.

They won one victory after another, and were virtually unbeatable.

Ouyang Feng's sudden appearance should have made it difficult to reverse the downward trend.

However, he resorted to underworld tactics and did not lead his troops to fight.

They infiltrated the main camp and challenged Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong to a duel.

Ouyang Feng was not only a martial arts master, but also an expert in using poison.

The snake-driving technique that Huang Yaoshi and his companions now use quite skillfully is something they learned from Ouyang Feng's Snake Slaves.

If the Old Poison master were to follow the army, secretly poison them, or suddenly send snakes into battle, even if he couldn't defeat Huang Yaoshi would certainly cause them great harm.

It was for this reason that they, like Ji Boying, believed that even if Ouyang Feng had produced some secret weapon, it was impossible for him to make such a sudden and significant improvement.

Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Guo Jing were all present.

How could they be afraid of a mere Ouyang Feng?

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong also felt that this was exactly what they wanted, so they began to fight Ouyang Feng one-on-one.

Little did they know that this encounter would reveal something extraordinary.

Ouyang Feng's punches and kicks were Mo Da powerful, making it difficult for Huang Yaoshi and the others to withstand them.

Ouyang Feng was unruly and became more and more powerful the more he fought.

The Toad Style he used in reverse almost made his skin bulge out, forming a membrane.

No matter how many punches, palm strikes, or pressure point attacks they used, they could not seriously injure Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng withstood all of these attacks.

Only when they used weapons would Ouyang Feng slightly deliberate; otherwise, he would launch attacks fearlessly.

Judging from their eyesight, Ouyang Feng had clearly failed to bridge the gap between heaven and earth and advance to the Innate Realm.

But the fact that he had exhausted all his energy and blood to exchange his life for power made it difficult for the two of them to withstand his attack.