"The Taoist priest is really tough." Xia Ye clicked his tongue. No internal injuries could be found, and even in the photos taken to the hospital, there was no evidence to prove a direct relationship with Wang Ye's slap.
Wang Ye was very calm, which meant that this was not the first time that he had dealt such a blow to someone. Xia Ye also felt terrible.
Wudang, the leader of the inner family, hurts people invisible. Even if the forensic doctor came, they could only conclude that one organ was damaged for no reason, and could not find out the cause.
If this guy lets go and kills him, the law won't be able to catch him because there is no evidence. What’s even more frightening is that after that slap, the feedback is endless.
Wang Ye said with a smile: "Many people mistakenly believe that internal martial arts can be effective when used in court. In fact, this is not the case. For many internal martial arts, the effect will only take a few days after being struck, and the organs will slowly dry up." , where is the evidence?" Xia Ye clicked his tongue: "This is not the first time that the little Taoist priest has done this, right?" Wang Ye said: "This trick is very effective against ordinary gangsters. If I stop my strength, he will have a chance. The carrier is weak and lifeless for half a year. It will only recover after slowly recovering. There will be a short-term loss of the organs, but then they will function as usual." Xia Ye: "It will take so long for a year and a half? Will you be unable to get out of bed?"
"No different from ordinary people." Wang Ye shook his head.
"Little Taoist Master, you are merciful." Xia Ye gave a thumbs up. Wang Ye smiled and said: "Uncle Master once told him that every plant and tree is alive and cannot be killed at will. He is not a monster. He just needs to be taught a little lesson." Xia Ye nodded.
He was really afraid that something would happen, but fortunately, Wang Ye could control his own strength. If someone really died, it would be very troublesome.
"Where did the little Taoist Master's palm come from?" Xia Ye asked. Wang Ye: "The Tai Chi power passed down from my own ancestor. In the 1960s and 1970s, he restored many works of the founder Qingxu Yuanmiao Zhenjun, and learned the unique skills from them. In his later years, he became a great master and even visited the imperial capital. , received by noble people."
"Oh, it's a pity that my master's secret knowledge has been passed down to us, but we still can't understand it all. Until now, I have only understood 50% to 60% of it." Xia Ye thought about it. Wang Zhenghe gave him the initiation before, so What he was taught was probably not Wudang's unique skills, but secret techniques that had never been discovered before. Therefore, he had no impression.
To the Wudang Sect, Xia Ye was a lay disciple, but with his talent, Wang Zhenghe had been dreaming that if Xia Ye could become a monk in Wudang next year, he should be able to understand the master's secret knowledge, and he would definitely devote his hands to it.
Unfortunately, Wang Zhenghe also made a divination for Xia Ye. Xia Ye was old and would not become a monk... As the two chatted, they seemed to ignore the students who were watching the battle.
They were all dumbfounded. All of them were as loud as mosquitoes and didn't dare to talk much. They looked at Wang Ye as if he were a monster.
"Did you see it? Master Hu flew out."
"The Lion Martial Arts School has failed."
"I declare that Datong Hall will be my home from now on!"
"Master Wang is awesome!" Soon, the discussion became louder and louder. These students were finally shocked by Wang Ye's palm, and they also had a new understanding of Datong Hall.
"Unexpectedly, such a powerful martial arts gym has opened in our city!" Wang Ye said with a smile: "If you are interested, go back and tell your relatives and friends that our Datong Gym accepts men, women, old and young, as long as you pay two For ten yuan, you can become an outer disciple of the Datong Hall. Pindao will first teach you how to practice Taixuan Gong, which is the cornerstone of our Datong Hall martial arts!" He quickly took the position of director and began to teach the students publicity.
A heated discussion immediately arose.
"Master Wang! We want to practice that move you just made!"
"Yes, can we talk about this stance later? What's the move of that palm?" Everyone asked, Wang Ye still smiled kindly: "This is my Wudang Tai Chi Jin. If you want to learn it, you have to learn from the outer disciples step by step. Only when you get promoted can you have the opportunity to learn.”
"Then how do you get promoted?" Everyone asked quickly.
"You have mastered Tai Xuan Gong thoroughly and become an inner disciple. After you become an inner disciple, the martial arts school will arrange for you to participate in various martial arts conferences and competitions. If you can win the top three, you will be the personal disciple of the poor Taoist. I will personally teach you the true Taoist skills!" Wang Ye worked very hard.
Xia Ye nodded repeatedly when he saw it. He and Wang Ye took different paths. He has Wudang's unique skills at his side, and he follows the royal path.
As for me, because it was Wang Zhenghe who personally initiated me, I specifically taught him the way of Qi Sect, so he followed the Qi Sect.
There is a strange sect and a royal way. Naturally, Wang Ye is more powerful. Even though he is now a Tianshu realm warrior, Xia Ye's magical skills are still not as good as Wang Ye's.
If Wang Ye could achieve the Tianshu realm, he might also be able to become a great master. Maybe, with his talent, it would be impossible to achieve the only realm of Taoism.
The ceiling itself is different when comparing the art of kingly art and the art of Qimen. Not to mention the only realm in Xia Ye, it was difficult to become a grandmaster. Maybe in this life, he would have to wait until he was in his prime, forty or fifty years old, to have a chance to give it a try.
...The news that Hu Shilong of the Lion Martial Arts School was defeated in Nanfeng Street quickly spread throughout Suzhou.
Those who opened martial arts schools were shocked. It even alarmed the Martial Arts Association.
"What? Master Hu will be defeated? He is in his prime, how is this possible!"
"Hu Shilong has been sweeping across Suzhou with his iron fist for ten years. Is he finally defeated today?"
"What kind of opponent is it? Go check this Datong Pavilion! Tell me the results immediately!" Many institutions and organizations became curious about Datong Pavilion and sent people to investigate.
At the same time, this matter also affected the big owner behind the Lion Martial Arts Gym. On the outskirts of Gusu City, Chiyun Village.
Flying down three thousand feet, this mid-mountain villa can overlook the waterfall in the distance. Warm in winter and cool in summer, this place is a rare summer resort in Suzhou.
It's a pity that it was bought out ten years ago, and ordinary people have no idea who lives in this village.
Wu Zhiyuan had a gloomy face and stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back: "Hu Shilong lost? How can he compete in a martial arts conference like this?" Zhu Wuneng and Sha Wujing, who were standing behind, lowered their heads and said nothing.
After a long time, Zhu Wuneng said: "My boss, the opponent is very strong. The senior brother is no match for him. The master was seriously injured by his palm. He is still lying in the hospital. Let alone the martial arts conference, I am afraid he will not be able to appear in the next six months." Oh!" Wu Zhiyuan turned around: "Is it really that serious?"
"To be honest, my boss, across from me is a wild Taoist priest, but he is well versed in internal martial arts. When he took action, I observed from a close distance that his palms were as smooth as jade, which shows that his internal strength is so strong that it is really unimaginable. He He looks like he is only in his twenties..." Wu Zhiyuan looked at Sha Wujing.
The latter also quickly said: "Looking at his posture, he should be from the Wudang sect. If the boss sends people to investigate, they will definitely find out the results." Hearing this, Wu Zhiyuan fell into deep thought and murmured: "Wudang..."
