There is no trick to win without a trick.
This is a truth that all warriors understand.
This is also a truth that all warriors do not understand.
Everyone knows that the supreme martial arts is to not stick to moves. But every martial artist practices the most moves every day.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
Walking alone in the mountains, it is difficult not to get lost.
When fighting against someone, you must use a move. Since you have a move, you must have a move. If you don't use a move, how can you win?
Only martial arts saints who have reached the state of martial arts can truly understand the meaning of "no move to win with one move".
Intentions follow the heart, shapes move according to the will, supreme illusion, using falsehood to cultivate the true.
All methods return to the sect, no matter what sect, sect, way, or form of martial arts you are, if you practice to the highest level, you can sum it up in these four sentences.
Warriors are based on moves, but true masters are unable to do so without form. Instead, they only rely on their own thoughts to make moves at will, which are both true and false, and are the ultimate illusion. If there is a trick, there will be a flaw. But when your martial arts has no specific routines or special methods, and is already indistinguishable, it will be difficult for others to find flaws in your martial arts. In the final analysis, innovation is the key to martial arts. It is to completely integrate what you have learned throughout your life and make them completely your own skills, so that you can get what you want, and then innovate to achieve the state of being unable and without form. Without innovation, there is no progress. If you stick to the moves, you will always be practicing other people's martial arts, and what you learn will never become your own.
When Duke Mu of the Tang Dynasty knew that Tang Zhong had a photographic memory, he was extremely happy, so he taught him many things in one go. Tang Zhong was indeed as he said, after reading it once, he had completely learned it. Although Tang Mugong was in high spirits, he saw that it was already getting late. Anyway, the days were long and there would be plenty of time in the future, so it would not be too late to teach him slowly.
So Tang Mugong stopped and asked, "Zhong'er, have you learned everything I taught you just now?"
Tang Zhong himself was not sure yet, he just scratched his head and said, "I should be able to do it all!"
Tang Mugong said again: "Well, you can use the Kung Fu that grandpa taught you just now to beat grandpa."
Tang Zhong thought carefully for a long time, and thought again and again, but he was still very confused, so he asked: "Shall I hit you with what I just taught you? How to hit you? Zhong'er doesn't know how."
Tang Mugong was also a little confused, but he knew that Tang Zhong was very special, so he said patiently: "Just fight like this." Almost at the same time as he spoke, Tang Mugong suddenly took action, using the move of Nian Hua Fu Yun Fist to "Pluck lightly." "Pistil" hit the middle of Tang Dynasty. Tang Zhong reacted very quickly and immediately jumped to the side, seemingly shocked.
Seeing that his grandson easily dodged this move, Tang Mugong said in an approving tone: "Do you understand, just fight like this. Come on, give it a try."
But Tang Zhong still didn't understand, and asked again: "Oh! Grandpa said to hit people! Just hit them! Why do you have to hit them like this? That's so troublesome!"
Tang Mugong realized that there seemed to be many things about his grandson that he did not understand, so he wanted to take the opportunity to trick him into showing them, and asked: "In your opinion, how should you hit someone?"
Tang Zhong saw a dead branch on a pear tree in front of him, so he said: "For example, if I want to hit this branch, then just give him a slap. Why do you jump around like you do?" What? Wouldn’t that be like playing a monkey trick?”
Tang Mugong nodded and said: "Yes, you are right. Then why did you slap it? You show it to grandpa."
Tang Zhong casually waved his hand and chopped off a section of the dead branch with his palm. The cut was as smooth as a sword.
Tang Mugong was shocked and thought to himself: "Using the palm as a sword, this Kung Fu is said to have only been practiced by Dugu Mengning, the sword god who was the founder of Qingcheng back then. Even I don't have this ability. There has never been anyone like this in the Tang Sect." A master, how did Zhonger become such a master?"
"Who taught you this Kung Fu?" Tang Mugong asked in surprise.
Tang Zhong shook his head and said: "No one teaches me! Except for my grandfather who taught me how to practice, there is no one to teach me."
Tang Mugong became more and more confused by Tang Zhong: "Then how do you know this skill?"
Tang Zhong was also getting more and more confused by his grandfather: "What can I do? I can't do anything! Didn't grandpa say that I want to beat people! I think I should beat them like this, without jumping around like you do. .”
Tang Mugong finally found a way out and said, "Then you use your own method to beat me."
Tang Zhong shook his head again and said, "It still doesn't work."
Although Tang Mugong had a very good temper, he couldn't stand it anymore. If it had been anyone else, he would have called Tang Zhong a "fool". But Tang Zhong was his grandson after all, so Tang Mugong could only say patiently: "Why?"
Tang Zhong replied: "I can't beat grandpa, so I don't know how to beat him?"
Tang Mugong could only follow Tang Zhong's topic and said: "Why can't you hit grandpa?"
Tang Zhong said: "I have calculated that no matter what method I use to hit grandpa, grandpa can just avoid my hand when Zhonger is about to hit you. In our Tang Sect, I can defeat everyone, Even dad, second grandpa, and third grandpa, I can knock them down, but I can’t defeat grandpa alone.”
Although Tang Mugong knew that Tang Zhong was different and had special talents, he did not believe that he could make such accurate calculations before he had done anything with others.
"Then hit me in the way you think is most likely to hit me, or hit grandpa wherever you think it's easier to hit me."
Tang Zhong finally understood this time and replied: "Oh! I understand."
Tang Mugong first made a portal, and then said to Tang Zhong: "Come on! Grandpa is waiting for you."
Tang Zhong first reminded him: "Grandpa, I'm coming!"
As he spoke, he quickly rushed over and slapped Tang Mugong on the left side of his face with a big ear scraper from his right hand. Tang Mugong was extremely surprised when he saw that Tang Zhong's attack was extremely fast, powerful and heavy, and his internal energy was also very deep, as if he had the demeanor of a first-rate master in the world.
After thinking about it, he hurriedly stretched out his left hand to block Tang Zhong's right palm. At this time, Tang Zhong raised his left hand again, and also slapped Tang Mugong on the right side of his face. Tang Mugong caught it with his right hand.
However, Tang Zhong did not change his tactics and slapped his ears hard in front of his grandfather. Although he failed to hit his grandfather, he still made it impossible for Tang Mugong to get away.
Tang Zhong struck out ten ear-scratches with each hand, making a total of twenty ear-scratches, all of which were blocked by Tang Mugong. At this time, Tang Zhong finally changed his moves. He kicked out his right leg violently, but it was a sweep towards Tang Mugong's feet. Tang Mugong's horse did a backflip, turned around and took two steps back, but just as Tang Zhong said, he could barely avoid Tang Zhong's kick.
As soon as Tang Mugong landed, Tang Zhong pounced on him again, with his right palm in front and his left palm behind, and he slapped Tang Mugong's ears fiercely. After twenty blows, Tang Zhong also made a sweeping sweep with his right leg. Tang Mugong turned over and dodged it. There was nothing new at all.
After fighting like this, Tang Zhong never changed his moves. Even if he had twenty ear scrapers and a leg sweep, Tang Mugong would dodge every time.
After the eleventh move, Tang Mugong saw that Tang Zhong had not changed his moves, so he shouted: "Zhong'er, stop it."
Tang Zhong immediately stopped and asked, "Aren't you going to fight?"
Tang Mugong asked angrily: "The key to making moves is to be versatile. Use changes to win. Use changes to control the enemy. How come you don't change your moves?"
Tang Zhong was stunned for a moment and then said stupidly: "I think this is the easiest way to hit grandpa. There is no other way. Or if there is, Zhong'er doesn't know about it."
Tang Mugong suddenly realized that although Tang Zhong's attack just now was unorganized, it did not conform to the lawless and formless principle of the Supreme Martial Arts: "Intentions follow the heart, and forms follow the movements."
Tang Mugong also had a vague feeling that Tang Zhong was not likely to become a first-class master in the world, but had already become a first-class master in the world. It's just that he doesn't even know about it, let alone others.
As for why it was used in this way, Tang Mugong was puzzled.
