Highest Ranking #218 in Historical Fiction 6/22/2017
[ Iron Blooded Heart is the first book of three books in the story of Legend Of The Condor Heroes. The story itself is the first part of the Condor Trilogy. Historical background : The Song Dyna...
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Guo Jing inspired deeply to concentrate its internal energy, while the other loosened its pressure making Guo Jing fall forward. He tried to re-establish his balance when he felt a stroke coming from his back. He hastened to avoid it but, not having a strong basis, he stumbled. While falling, he took support on his elbow and rebounded, while spinning in the air he threw a stroke of his left foot.
Watching this fast and spectacular recovery, the crowd applauds.
The young aristocrat moved away and attacked with two palms, one was a feint to disturb the adversary, while the other was the real stroke. Guo Jing used then the technique "To dissociate the tendons and to dislocate the bones": his hands fluttered in all senses, aiming the tendons and the joints on the whole body. Seeing the virulence of this attack, the aristocrat changed suddenly of tactic: he also started to use the same technique!
Only, the one learned by Guo Jing had been invented by Zhu Cong, the "Literate to the quick hands", and diverged from the orthodox technique transmitted by the masters of the central Plains considerably. The two looked alike in their principles, but had some differences in the execution. One threatened with the index and the thumb the point "Food of the old man" behind the wrist, the other tried to pick the joints of the fingers. But the two felt mutual apprehensions and didn't dare to go all the way, hardly sketching a movement before passing to another. Thus, after forty or so exchanges, they still couldn't see who had the upper hand.
Snow continued to fall, and a fine white layer covered the head and the shoulders of the spectators that surrounded them.
Suddenly, the young aristocrat seemed to have an opening on his chest.
Guo Jing saw it immediately and tried to benefit from it by pointing his index on the point "Tail of turtledove" of his adversary. But he had some scruples when passing to the action:
"There is no hate between us," he said to himself, "I can't use such a deadly stroke on him!" He then deviated his finger and touched another point, what had no effect on his adversary. This one had the whole leisure to catch his wrist and pull him, while making a hook-foot. Guo Jing lost the balance and fell once again.
Mu Yi, whose hands had just been bandaged by his daughter, also watched the two. He saw Guo Jing fall for the third time and understood that he was not of size to face the insolent youngster and he hastened to raise him from the ground:
"Little brother," he said, "let it go. There's no point to stay any longer among scoundrels of this kind!"
Guo Jing, that had seen the stars and was hurt already, felt the rage mount on his head.
He moved away from Mu Yi and rushed on his adversary, while increasing in strokes.
The young aristocrat, surprised to see him to insist on it of the sort, in spite of the beating that he had just received, moved back three steps, "Don't you recognize your defeat?"
