Yet ingenious as his footwork was, Huang Yaoshi was a grandmaster of his age, his martial prowess seldom matched. Seeing that twenty-odd moves had accomplished nothing, he unleashed his Divine Finger Flick, Whirlwind Leaf-Sweeping Kick, Orchid-Flicking Acupoint Hand, Five Transformations of the Strange Gate, and other exquisite arts. His moves were elegant and unpredictable, leaving no trace to follow. Under that fierce assault, Zhou Botong had no choice but to fight back.
Wu Xuantian realized something else was wrong. His martial arts had improved enormously while sparring with Zhou Botong in the cave, yet he now found that a gap still remained between them. Once the Old Imp began attacking, even Huang Yaoshi found himself constrained despite his superb skills. A hundred exchanges flashed past, and Huang Yaoshi was already slightly disadvantaged.
"Old Imp, congratulations on mastering the Nine Yin Manual!" Seeing Zhou Botong's formidable skills and hearing Guo Jing mention the manual, Ouyang Feng immediately called out.
"Ah!" Zhou Botong was shocked. Back in the cave, after Wu Xuantian pointed out that he had been practicing the Nine Yin Manual, he had resolved to forget it. Later, in his excitement over exchanging martial arts with Wu Xuantian, he had forgotten all about forgetting the manual. Ouyang Feng's reminder left him stunned.
But a duel between masters allowed no lapse in concentration, especially against someone of Huang Yaoshi's caliber. In that brief moment, Huang Yaoshi struck Zhou Botong in the chest, knocking him to the ground and making him cough up blood! Huang Yaoshi had not expected this either, and stopped attacking when he saw the Old Imp fall.
"Martial Uncle!" "Brother Zhou!" Wu Xuantian and Guo Jing hurried forward to help Zhou Botong up. Wu Xuantian immediately sat cross-legged and used his internal energy to treat his injuries.
Fortunately,