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Guo Qirong's gaze was fixed on the villa's entrance with a dull expression, but the guide could feel the intense vigilance in Guo Qirong's heart at that moment.

"Do you think that bastard will be killed by me in seven days?" The young man in the white suit seemed extremely confident, as if everything in the world was firmly held in his hands.

The muscular servant rubbed the back of his head, as if he had thought hard, and said, "Young Master, in this world, you are the strongest."

The youth in the white suit smiled, but his smile was more confident, or perhaps arrogant.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of danger in my heart. This is the first time I've felt such a sensation ever since I left the small mountain village in Mount Kunlun." After he finished speaking to the guide in his heart, Guo Qirong paid close attention to the villa's entrance with all his heart. He could feel that someone must have entered through this door.

"Let's go and see if that bastard is here, like Death God Findykin's report." After the youth in the white suit said this, he stepped into the villa.

The giant-like servants respectfully followed behind him.

"He's here!" Guo Qishen called out to the guide in his heart, immediately memorizing the person's appearance in his heart. At the same time, he let the guide see this facial expression in a special way, using the store's information to search for him and judge if the person in front of him who gave him such a sense of danger was that mysterious person.

At this moment, Gu Fei'er, who was standing on the balcony of Zhao Yanran's room in a daze, looked at the scene in front of her with bright eyes. A figure had appeared within her beautiful eyes.

The white suit, the clean and tidy appearance, and the proud posture made Gu Fei'er's heart thump.

Gu Fei'er's dazed expression immediately changed into one of joy as she happily muttered to herself, "Guo Qisheng, it's really him, why is he here too?" "Awesome."

An undisguised sense of gloom flowed from Guo Qi's eyes. The person in front of him gave him a great sense of danger, but it was only a sense of crisis.

The appearance of the youth in a white suit also attracted the attention of many people in the villa.

However, this youngster's eyes were completely devoid of anyone else. He only looked at Guo Qirong as he walked towards him, one step at a time.

When he arrived in front of Guo Qirin, he stopped his steps and said in a low voice, "Bastard, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Bastard! Guo Qishen felt a slight pain in his chest.

Only the Guo Family would call him a bastard. Guo Qirong thought of the Guo Family, and the person in front of him could very well be someone from the Guo Family.

"Respected Master, the person in front of you is called Guo QIao, a descendant of the Guo Family. His grandfather is Guo Ruyu, and his father is Guo Zhengying, the grandson of your fifth grandfather and the son of your fifth uncle." The guide had looked through all the surface records available to the Guo Family and found the identity of this young man in a white suit.

After listening to the guide's words, Guo Qiren's clever brain instantly thought of the process of everything.

Without a doubt, the youth in white in front of him was that mysterious man.

"Guo Qigao? Hmph, seven days later, I will kill you. " Guo Qirin also used words that no one else could hear as he spoke softly, not concealing his thoughts in the slightest.

Guo Qisheng smiled, but the smile was filled with disdain.

"Don't think that you are the only one with the strength of a Martial Master. Those trash from the family are afraid of your strength." Unfortunately, I'm an orthodox descendant of the Guo Family, and I have the purest blood in my bones. Bastards like you are absolutely no match for me. You are just a stepping stone for me to step onto the Patriarch's foot. " After he finished speaking, Guo Qisheng no longer cared about Guo Qirong and walked around him.

Guo Qirin stood quietly on the spot. The surrounding people were curiously staring at him, obviously surprised to find out that Guo Qirong knew Guo Qisheng.

As for Gu Fei'er, who was watching Guo Qizhong from the balcony upstairs, when she saw the scene of him conversing with Guo Qizhen, she became even more suspicious. Could Guo Qizheng and Guo Qizheng really be relatives?

"No wonder, I keep having the feeling that they're similar to each other. So it turns out that they have something to do with his arrogance." Gu Fei'er thought in her heart. At the same time, she was even more curious about the relationship between Guo Qizheng and Guo Qisheng, as they were related by blood. Indirect collateral relatives.

The gap between the two of them was too wide. Although Gu Fei'er didn't know how big of a background Guo Qi was, she couldn't be taken lightly. However, no matter how big a family was, the direct descendant would always suppress the side branch.

If Guo Ki-ren and Guo Qi-Ao only had a little relative, then it was nothing.

At this time, Zhao Yanran also found Guo Qiran. She ran over and happily said, "Qirin, I've been looking for you for quite a while."

Guo Qizheng smiled slightly. In his heart, however, he was already fully prepared. Even if he were to clash head on with Guo Qisheng now, he would at most unleash his full strength.

"Chi Ren, can you come with me to the backyard to meet my grandpa?" Zhao Yanran did not know that Guo Qiran had already met with Old Man Zhao and was highly regarded by him. After taking care of Ma Er and the monkey, Old Man Zhao was even more shocked.

Nodding his head, Guo Qirong did not object as he started to think about how he should face Guo Qisheng.

Since the mysterious man was more or less certain that it was Guo Qisheng, then the other's intention was clear as well. He must want to kill him. As long as he was killed, the competition among the Guo Family's younger generation would be decided.

"If you want to kill me, you might have some scruples when I first went to the Guo Family. "But now, I'm sitting in a general store with special abilities. Unless you, Guo Qisheng, have special abilities, or have a special ability expert by your side, don't even think about killing me." After Guo Qiran finished her thoughts, she followed Zhao Yanran to the backyard.

At this moment, Old Master Zhao was lowered his head, struggling to think of Guo Qiran's move just now. He did not notice Zhao Yanran's and the silent Guo Qiran's light footsteps.

"Grandfather, it's your birthday banquet today. Why are you still staying in the backyard?" Zhao Yanran grumbled coquettishly.

When he looked at Guo Qisheng again, apart from admiring this young man in front of him, he was even more confused. This young man in front of him, could he really be from a martial arts family and possess some unique moves?

"Grandfather, let me introduce you. This is my classmate, Guo Qirin." As Zhao Yanran spoke, she pulled on Guo Qirong's arm.

Perhaps Zhao Yanran and Guo Qiran did not feel this way, but in the eyes of the conservative and traditional Old Man Zhao, it was an intimate action that only lovers, both male and female, had taken place in his time.

After carefully sizing up Guo Qirong once more, the old man wore a smile on his face as he said to Zhao Yanran, "Yanran, go out for a while. Grandpa and your classmate have something to talk about."

Zhao Yanran looked at her grandfather curiously, then looked at Guo Qirong. She could not understand why her grandfather would suddenly speak to Guo Qiran, who was meeting her for the first time. However, she still obediently left.

"Young man, you were quite skilled just now." Old Master Zhao didn't put on any act and directly made a show.

Guo Qizheng smiled faintly, "Old Master, please excuse me."

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.