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这时全金发拳锋已撞到他的要害,末及收劲,已觉他胸肌绵软一团,竟如毫不受力,转瞬问又被圈住甩出,双臂酸麻,荡了开去,连退三步方才立定。
At this time, the all-blond fist had hit his vital point. At the end of the time, he felt that his chest muscles were soft and soft, and he felt as if he was not under any force. Then he was surrounded and thrown out again, his arms were numb, and he swung away, and then stepped back three steps before he stood still.
郭靖一呆之下,双膝跪地,竟自不知犯了何罪。柯镇恶等都站起身来,神色严峻。朱聪道:“你暗中跟别人练武,若不是六师父这么相试,你还想隐瞒下去不成?”
Guo Jing was shocked and knelt down on both knees. He didn’t know what crime he had committed. Ke Zhenxie and others stood up, looking grim. Zhu Cong said: “You secretly practice martial arts with others. If it wasn’t for the six masters’ test, would you still want to hide it?”
郭靖急得双泪直流。朱聪“呸”的一声,伸手往他胸肌顶下的穴道戳去,竟被他内劲化开。朱聪怒喝道:“这不是内功是什么?”郭靖心念一动，想起那道上夜夜教他打坐练气,难道竟是内功?
Guo Jing was so anxious that tears ran down her cheeks. Zhu Cong uttered a “Bah” and poked his hand at the acupoint under the top of his chest muscle, which was turned away by his internal strength. Zhu Congnu shouted, “What is this not internal skill?” Guo Jing thought about it and remembered that it was internal skill that taught him to meditate and practice Qi at night?
郭靖磕了个头道:“弟子知错了,以后不敢再去跟他玩了”朱聪道:“教你的是谁?”郭靖道已发过誓,不能说出他的姓名和形状相貌。朱聪微一沉吟,叫他一切照旧,不必和那人提起此事,然后挥手命他出去。
Guo Jing kowtowed his head and said, “I know my mistake. I dare not play with him again.” Zhu Cong said, “Who taught you?” Guo Jingdao had sworn that he could not tell his name, shape and appearance. Zhu Congwei pondered and told him to do as usual without mentioning the matter with the man, and then waved him out.
等到天黑,朱聪与全金发伏在郭靖母子的蒙古包外,过了小半个时辰,只听郭靖说道:“妈,我去啦!”便从蒙古包中出来。
When it was dark, Zhu Cong and his blonde hair were lying outside Guo Jing’s mother and son’s yurt. After half an hour, Guo Jing said, “Mom, I’m going!” and came out of the yurt.
