The moves that Mo Jianghe had used up just now suddenly became clear and unexpected changes occurred. Before the old strength was exhausted, a new force was added, and the palm knife was cut out along with the momentum, carrying the thunder and fury. It was so fast and fierce that it had the potential to push mountains and demolish cities.
"not bad!"
Fang Lei praised it. It was the first time he personally experienced this unique skill of Bagua Huitian. He only felt that this move was indeed quite magical. It was like an absolute defense and could actually deflect the surrounding attacks.
Different from Tai Chi's four or two movements, this method is more direct and violent, just like a top spinning at high speed. If you get too close, you are seeking death.
The fierce and domineering attack was in front of him, and Fang Lei did not choose to give in. Instead, he made a prompt decision, stepped forward, clasped his arms together, and his body, which had been tempered for many times, was as solid as a rock.
Just hearing a dull roar, the two of them retreated at the same time, and terrifying cracks appeared in the ring under their feet almost at the same time.
The transferred majestic power has been directed into his feet.
If not, I'm afraid both sides will have their muscles and bones shattered and become useless. Even masters of ancient martial arts and powerful national martial arts are still made of flesh and blood and cannot withstand such powerful force.
"Although Bagua Huitian is exquisite and can protect you, it will waste a lot of energy and stamina every time you use it. How many times can you last in a high-intensity battle?"
After fighting again, Mo Jianghe discovered the true horror of Fang Lei.
Fang Lei seemed to be more familiar with Youshen Baguazhang than he, a true disciple, and no one of the eighteen leaders could be easily blocked by it.
Every move, every move, the change in power and the hiding of the killer move seemed to have no secrets.
This feeling felt extremely familiar to Mo Jianghe.
That was the feeling of boundless oppression when fighting against Master Zuo Lin. Facts have proved that Fang Lei's true strength and martial arts training are definitely above him.
This strong man on the Earth Ranking is absolutely worthy of the name of the Grand Master. When the two of them fought, he was completely at a disadvantage. He could only run for his life and was unable to fight back.
As long as we continue to accumulate momentum, when we reach a critical point, defeat is only a matter of time.
If Mo Jianghe wanted to win in an upright manner, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
However, since he dares to enter this arena, he has the means to really beat the odds. Whether it is junior sister Tang Lisa or the strong men who have come on stage one after another, their skills are still weak, and no one can force him to this level. It is time to show his true martial arts to the world.
Using Huitian again to force Fang Lei away, Mo Jianghe said in a deep voice: "Senior is so powerful that I admire you so much. I will be more serious next time. I hope you will give me some advice."
"Interesting. It seems that you still have many secrets. However, relying on some cleverness is not the right path to martial arts after all."
Fang Lei experienced life and death fights no less than a hundred times in his life, and every time, he was the only one who survived.
For decades, he has only specialized in one kind of martial arts, which is the extremely popular iron sand palm. He has already practiced this palm technique to an unprecedented level and entered a new realm of martial arts.
This is why, after just one look at Mo Jianghe's battle, he can understand the changes in the power of Youshen Baguazhang. One method leads to all methods, everything is in perfect harmony. What is the state of a master? This is the wonder of his state.
"In my early years, I chose to break away because I went against my master's ideas. I believe that only when martial arts is completely open and open to all rivers can we continuously improve our martial arts attainments, because personal wisdom is always limited, and only through constant communication can we win the battle. Sparks of wisdom are generated in it, and countless inspirations and harvests are obtained. These things, in the years and time, will be precipitated in a state that is not to be taken lightly, from knowledge to wisdom, from accumulation to foundation. , and finally achieved my own martial arts cultivation."
"It makes some sense, but you also know that as a warrior, everyone has his own martial arts. If you want me to recognize your martial arts, it will be easy to defeat me!"
"It's what you wish for."
Closing his eyes, Mo Jianghe began to adjust.
Fang Lei did not take the opportunity to rush in and take advantage of the situation to attack. He was also curious about what other trump cards Mo Jianghe had that could reverse his current defeat.
After leaving the Bagua Sect, Mo Jianghe traveled around the world, constantly seeking advice from strong men of various schools while polishing his martial arts skills.
Over the years, his knowledge has been greatly enhanced. Although many of the martial artists he competes with only use the most common Xingyiquan, Hongquan, or popular martial arts such as Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, he still Let Mo Jianghe feel the different wisdom of different people.
It is through continuous practice and in-depth theoretical exchanges that Mo Jianghe has accumulated deeper and deeper knowledge and achieved the status of a master who embraces all rivers.
However, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. After practicing martial arts for many years, Mo Jianghe has never given up active thinking and practical research, and is especially good at summarizing experience.
As a result, he really discovered something. That is to verify the existence of the legendary "Qi" in the practice of Chinese martial arts.
At first, he thought it was his illusion.
Strong ancient martial arts masters, masters of national martial arts, can derive inner strength and greatly increase their strength if they practice to a certain level.
This is unquestionable and true.
At a young age, Mo Jianghe had already successfully developed his own strength. Ten years ago, he had pushed the Bagua inner strength to the peak of Dacheng, which was the realm of his master Zuo Lin.
He originally thought that the road ahead was closed, but unexpectedly, when he was looking for a hermit master, he happened to meet an old Taoist priest with an unattractive appearance. As a result, he accidentally discovered that there was a higher level on the path of spiritual practice.
He called it "the state of true energy".
Unlike the fantasy in martial arts novels, the "qi" he understood was more like the magical existence of one of the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit discussed in Taoist classics.
Through practice, you can continuously accumulate Qi, blood and spirit to an extreme, which can be transformed into the original nourishment and benefit of the human body through special methods. Different from Jing and Shen, the existence of "Qi" has an amazing position in the human body.
It is very difficult to clearly understand what "qi" is, and requires profound traditional knowledge and cultural literacy. Astonished by the old Taoist priest, Mo Jianghe was not willing to give up. Given the opportunity in front of him, he chose to follow him and study hard for ten years.
It is precisely because of these ten years of tireless study and experience that my understanding of 'qi' is constantly improving every day.
Finally one day, he successfully entered this magical situation.
When he opened his eyes again, Mo Jianghe's aura suddenly changed. If before, he was still an unsheathed peerless sword, extremely dazzling, then now, it seems that he has lost all his dignity in an instant and returned to ordinary.
However, Mo Jianghe's changes made the real superpowers in the venue feel a kind of terrifying and boundless terror.
Outside the venue, in the VIP room, Mr. Chen suddenly stood up from his chair. His whole body was trembling slightly, and he looked extremely excited. He was staring at the No. 2 arena, and even his breathing became a little short.
Behind him, the bodyguard who had been with him for many years saw Mr. Chen lose his temper for the first time.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. I couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get here. This trip was really worth it. Sure enough, talented people have come out from generation to generation! After all, it is our country Z. It has a vast land, abundant resources, and capable people. There are countless strangers. Good, good, good!"
Fang Lei, who was standing closest to Mo Jianghe, was of course the one who felt it the most, and he also had a bit of surprise on his face.
"This is?"
"Martial arts, after all, is a method of fighting and fighting between human beings. It requires continuous training to allow the bones and muscles of the body to form an instinctive memory that goes deep into the bone marrow, and then rely on instinct to fight. But as I deepened my research, Gradually, I discovered that the fighting method through sensing 'qi' is stronger! It relies on conditioned reflex movements of various parts of the body without any thinking from the brain, and can maximize the speed of movement and reaction ability. Qi will The body and consciousness are separated, allowing each part of the body to sense the dangers around it beyond instinct, and the brain no longer needs to think before acting. I temporarily call this state, the ultimate freedom! Although it is only the first glimpse, It can’t last too long, but please be careful, senior, so you don’t get beaten to death by me.”
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