"Use the Xingyi Fist and Thunderbolt Power, and you'll be like a ghost." Zhang Yongsheng said with a smile.
Zeng Yi changed his playing style, and the situation on the court suddenly changed. Zhang Yongsheng no longer uses defense instead of offense, but fights back and forth with the opponent. He no longer used the cotton palm technique, but instead used the acupoint-grabbing move. He never left the acupoints on his opponent's arms with his moves, as if he were capturing a dragon or a snake.
The two of them were ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-ponging each other in the field, with Zeng Guoquan watching from the side, nodding his head for a while and shaking his head for a while. The sky turned from dusk to darkness, but neither of them was finished. Zhang Yongsheng gave Zeng Yi many opportunities to perform in order to let Zeng Yi do his best and not use his internal strength to overwhelm others.
Zeng Yi was extremely talented and knew this was a good opportunity to learn, so he tried his best to use his strength. The two of them fought for more than an hour. An ordinary person would have collapsed from exhaustion. However, since both of them have a good foundation of internal strength, their physical strength is still abundant, and the sound of wind and thunder in their fists has not weakened.
When he hit the excitement point, Zeng Yi shouted loudly and punched with his right hand straight into Zhang Yongsheng's chest and abdomen. Zhang Yongsheng held his chest and lifted his back, wrapping his palms in circles around Zeng Yi's arms. Zeng Yi's fists were powerful and overbearing, and he used all his strength to attack Zhang Yongsheng's palm, hoping to finish the fight in one go.
Zhang Yongsheng rubbed his hands together, and a spiral energy emerged between his palms. Zeng Yigang's fierce and domineering punch was deflected by Helix Qi Jin and crashed into Zhang Yongsheng's side. Zhang Yongsheng leaned forward and turned and pushed with his hands. Zeng Yi suddenly lost control of his body and was spun around and fell to the side.
The force of the spiral didn't stop after he landed, and he stumbled as soon as he stood up, as if he was drunk. Zeng Guoquan moved one step behind Zeng Yi and put his hand on Zeng Yi's shoulder. Zeng Yi used this force to stabilize his lower body, gradually dispelling the spiral force, and then managed to regain his footing.
Seeing this, Zhang Yongsheng smiled and said: "He is truly a genius that is rare to see in a century. He does not practice Thunderbolt Boxing, but he can integrate his boxing power into the non-poisonous divine palm. The various boxing powers complement each other, which is not only unpredictable, but also fascinating. It’s hard to guard against. Amazing! Really amazing! Old man, you have raised a good grandson."
Zeng Guoquan said humbly: "Don't praise him. What's the difference between praising him and praising you? You are as old as him, and your abilities are much better than his. I can't even compare to him. You said he is a once-in-a-century genius." , then you are a once-in-a-thousand-year encounter. If you two enter the world of martial arts, the future situation will definitely change dramatically."
Zhang Yongsheng said politely: "I am different from him. His martial arts is his own, but I am relying on my ancestors. Twenty years later, if I don't have a chance encounter, even if my martial arts progress is very limited. But he is Twenty years from now, your martial arts will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and you will no longer be inferior to me."
Zeng Guoquan smiled and said: "With the two of you, the prosperous martial arts scene will definitely reappear in twenty years. I just don't know if I, an old man, can see it."
Zeng Yi said: "Grandpa, don't worry, you can definitely see it. If you passed the test last year, you must be lucky if you survive the catastrophe. With your current skills, you can live for another thirty to fifty years without any problem." .”
Zeng Guoquan laughed at himself: "How old am I? If I live another thirty to fifty years, I will become an old monster. Those who are content are always happy. Just live a life that is more or less. Don't be too greedy."
Zhang Yongsheng shook his head and smiled: "You don't have to belittle yourself. The average life expectancy of monks in ancient times was 120 years. Where are we now? I think that as long as we practice Qi diligently, we will have a breakthrough one day."
Zeng Guoquan nodded and said, "Without any further ado, are you ready? Do you want to take a break? Seeing you two fighting so lively, the old man's hands are itching too."
Zhang Yongsheng cupped his hands and said: "You can do it at any time, please come in."
Facing Zeng Guoquan, the expression on Zhang Yongsheng's face became much more serious. Zeng Guoquan has practiced Taoist health-preserving skills for decades and accumulated profound internal energy. In terms of internal strength alone, Zhang Yongsheng's internal strength after awakening may not be Zeng Guoquan's opponent.
In ancient traditional martial arts, internal strength is the most fundamental. Without internal strength, everything is in vain. That's why there is a saying that practicing martial arts without practicing kung fu will lead to nothing. Zhang Yongsheng has taken shortcuts in his life. Although he has taken the time to practice his internal skills over the past year, the extent of his growth has been extremely limited.
This is partly because the time is too short, and partly because the body is too weak and requires a long period of exercise and integration. Facing ordinary martial arts masters, Zhang Yongsheng can also use moves and skills to make up for his lack of internal strength. However, Zeng Guoquan's internal strength was more than a dozen years old, which could not be suppressed by simple moves.
Zeng Guoquan narrowed his eyes, suddenly jumped forward, and was in front of Zhang Yongsheng in the blink of an eye. His attacks were sideways, and he used Baguazhang like Zeng Yi. But his palm technique is very strange. There is no wind or sound when the palm is moved. It looks light and airy, but it hides murderous intent.
This kind of palm technique, which looks similar to that of ordinary people, is actually a phenomenon that occurs only when the palm strength has been practiced to the point where it has returned to its original nature. When you don't have enough time, just wave your palms and there will be wind noise. The stronger the force, the louder the wind noise will be. Only when one reaches Zeng Guoquan's level can the wind and inner strength be completely restrained, and one can return to one's original nature.
"Okay!" Zhang Yongsheng shouted, dodged sideways, and immediately returned the attack with a palm.
Against Zeng Guoquan, he did not play defense instead of offense. Seizing the opportunity at every turn was a necessary tactic. He changed the palm technique all the way. This palm technique is quite strange, and it also means returning to nature. His movements are large, open and close, and simple and unsophisticated, but they are also windless and extremely quiet.
On this summer night, the mountain breeze was blowing slowly, and the two people were rapidly dancing and attacking with their palms, but no sound was heard from the scene, which seemed extremely strange. Zeng Yi watched from not far away, looking very nervous. He knew that this was a skill for top masters, and one mistake could lead to life and death.
Zeng Guoquan's martial arts is much more mature than Zeng Yi's, and his Baguazhang is not simple. In addition to Baguazhang's own swimming palm sword techniques, it also incorporates the Five Elements Fist, Twelve Shape Fist, and the power of Thunderbolt Fist from Xingyi Quan. The changes are unfathomable and the attack is quite fierce.
Zhang Yongsheng is a man of two generations and has very rich practical experience. Although it is just a simple and simple palm technique of wide opening and closing, it can restrain the ever-changing opponents. His every move is like a knife, an axe, and a chisel, which is in line with the philosophy of simplicity. Every time he strikes, the opponent has to change his moves to defend.
The movements of both of them were extremely fast. When the fight got fierce, two black shadows turned into two shadows in the field. They flew around, entangled and clashed constantly. There was actually no sound when the fists and feet of the two collided, and not even a bit of strong wind escaped. Zeng Yi was amazed and felt extremely anxious.
The battle between Zhang Yongsheng and Zeng Guoquan did not last as long as Zeng Yi's. The two competed for less than half an hour before the winner was decided. Zhang Yongsheng chuckled "Hey" and took more than ten steps back. He held half a strand of gray beard between two fingers in his hand, with a proud expression on his face.
