"Tai Chi" was founded by Zhang Sanfeng, the originator of Wudang. It has grown into many branches over hundreds of years.
Yu Zhenhai became a disciple of Taoist priest Baimei. In addition to improving his internal and external skills, he also learned the "Tai Chi" Kung Fu passed down from Wudang.
Later, relying on his late father Yu Wanting's friendship with Zhao Banshan, he asked him for advice on the essence of Wenzhou Taiji Sect's boxing techniques.
After practicing both "Tai Chi", which has the same origin and different currents, he followed the guidance of Taoist Baimei, the great master of martial arts, combined with his own temperament and endowment, abandoned the feminine methods and only adopted the most powerful " The "beating method" method is integrated into the forty-eight styles of extremely domineering and ferocious boxing techniques.
At this moment, in the name of testing and exchanging ideas, after the "Bent Bow Shooting Tiger" move, he followed up with "Elbow Beat", "Advanced Moving Block Beat", "Heart-protecting Beat", "Continuous Cannon", "Vajra Cone Beat"... and a series of punches. The power was as violent as thunder, and as fast as a storm. Each punch seemed to beat Hu Long in front of him into a pulp.
The other party's so-called testing was just an excuse, but Hu Long really wanted to test this person's depth.
Therefore, at first he was not in a hurry to attack, he just used the body and footwork of "The wine fairy steps on the moon, and walks drunkenly to lose his trace".
The body stumbled eastward and westward with the staggering footsteps, calmly changing positions within the limited space of this courtyard.
No matter how powerful the opponent's boxing skills are, they still can't touch even a corner of his clothes.
In a moment, the two of them exchanged attacks and dodges for more than fifty rounds.
Hu Long had also roughly figured out the details of Yu Zhenhai and sincerely praised in his heart, "Awesome!"
What he admired was not Yu Zhenhai, but Taoist Baimei who single-handedly created Yu Zhenhai.
Through observation, Hu Long could determine that Yu Zhenhai might have some scheming skills, but his martial arts skills and understanding were indeed only ordinary.
However, Taoist Baimei was not only able to build a deep and solid internal and external Kung Fu training for him, but he also guided him to practice the most suitable boxing method according to his needs, giving him the tyrannical strength that was just a few steps away from being among the best in the world.
However, manpower is sometimes limited. No matter how powerful Taoist Baimei is, he cannot break through the constraints of Zhenhai's own talent, so that he will definitely never be able to cross the line that is on the verge of extinction.
In terms of the boxing skills he is performing at this moment, he is so obsessed with being fierce and domineering. When facing an opponent whose strength is not as good as his own, he is undoubtedly as powerful as a mountain. Facing someone like Hu Yuan who has truly reached the top level and has understood the changes in martial arts. When facing a wonderful opponent, it is too easy to be restrained by targeted means.
Hu Long has never been one to suffer from boredom. He had just been plotted against by Yu Zhenhai. Even if he was safe and sound, it did not prevent him from making a serious note in a small notebook in his heart.
Because his current relationship with the "Red Flower Club" is delicate, and this person will still be of some use in the future, Hu Long has no intention of taking his life, but giving him some hardships, small punishments, and big warnings is the right thing to do. .
After making up his mind, he no longer blindly dodge, but followed one of the tips with the word "soft" in "Drunken Dreams of the Red World, Returning to Hiding", and used his palms to perform the essence of Yinrou Kung Fu including Tai Chi, Mian Palm, and Silk Hand. However, he is able to innovate and come up with his own ingenious moves, which are as gentle as a spring silkworm spinning and as dense as a Weaver Girl weaving silk, entwining and densely wrapping Zhenhai's fists in layers.
The more Yu Zhenhai fought, the more frightened he became. At first, the opponent only relied on his physical skills to dodge, but all his violent attacks were ineffective.
Now that Hu Long fought back a little, he felt as if he was stuck in a deep quagmire. His fists and feet clearly contained tremendous power, but they became soft and dull after being used.
Similar situations only occurred twice when I was trying out moves with my master, Taoist Baimei, and my adopted brother, Chen Jialuo.
Could it be that this calf-nosed man in his twenties could rival those two in terms of martial arts cultivation?
After this idea came to mind, his fighting spirit and courage immediately declined. Fortunately, he was convinced that the other party should be concerned about the "Red Flower Club" behind him, so he came up with the idea of giving in defeat as soon as possible, saying a few words and then withdrawing.
But as soon as he thought about it, Hu Yuan sensed the changes in his fist posture, and the movements of his palms changed accordingly to attack.
Yu Zhenhai sensed something was wrong and opened his mouth to say "Wait a minute", but he only uttered the word "Qie", and Hu Yuan used the "Guan Ping Holding Seal" gesture. His right palm came out as fast as the wind, with the palm upward and the edge of the palm outward. Give his chin a gentle nudge.
This seemingly gentle support contains irresistible power.
First, Yu Zhenhai's half-open mouth was suddenly closed, and the tongue that he bit before he could retract was dripping with blood and almost broke off. Then he was lifted up high into the air. After doing four or five somersaults in the air, he was in an extremely embarrassed state. The five bodies fell to the ground and fell into the dust.
Hu Yuan was merciless when he succeeded. His body was swept by the wind, and Yu Zhenhai was knocked unconscious and couldn't get up for a moment. He raised his right foot and stomped down hard on the back of his head.
With his martial arts, as long as this kick lands on the ground, his skull will be shattered and his brain will burst.
"Be gentle with your feet!"
The sound of shouting reached my ears, and at the same time, a tall figure flew in from outside the wall, and a white and slender palm pushed towards Hu Long.
The palm passed by, crushing the air that could not be discharged, and bursting out a series of thunderous sounds.
However, this man spoke first and then took action, and he attacked Hu Long from the front, which was very different from Yu Zhenhai's previous behavior.
Hu Yuan's eyes flashed, he retracted his right foot that was stepping on Zhenhai's head, raised his right hand and pushed it flat with the front of his hand. The force of his palm was also converted into a strong force, with the force of wind and thunder, making a rumbling sound.
The two palms clashed, and it was like a thunderbolt exploding in the courtyard. The violent energy spread wantonly around the two of them, making the window paper on several windows a few feet away rattle.
Cheng Lingsu, who was watching closely, and Yu Zhenhai, who was still lying on the ground, both felt their ears resonate. Among them, Cheng Lingsu's skills were still shallow, and he felt that his heart was shaking and it was difficult to control himself. He hurriedly retreated a distance, and used his internal energy to adjust his breath. He calmed down the energy and blood that was shaken by the aftermath of the palm force.
The person who rescued Yu Zhenhai was a muscular middle-aged man with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.
Seeing that Hu Yuan was able to receive his own palm without any loss, he was surprised and could not help but feel a desire to win. He immediately retracted his right palm and extended his left palm, and struck his chest with another thunderous palm.
Hu Long did not dodge or dodge, he also withdrew his right palm and faced it with his left palm. He still used pure force with his palm and fought hard without any tricks.
Amidst the loud noise, both of their bodies swayed, but their feet did not move an inch. They were still evenly matched.
When the two of them were fighting for the second palm, Yu Zhenhai, who was on the ground, finally came to his senses and used the "Yan Qing Eighteen Turns" Kungfu on the spot to roll against the ground and reach the wall before jumping back to his feet.
He looked at the two fighting men with a gloomy expression, but had no intention of stepping forward to help the middle-aged man.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's dark square face was full of the joy and excitement of meeting his opponent. He laughed and shouted: "Good palm power, come again!"
Before he finished speaking, he withdrew his left palm and slowly pushed it forward with both palms. The palm movements were stiff and stagnant, as if he was holding a mountain with his arms.
Hu Long's expression was rarely solemn, and he also slowly pushed his palms forward.
This time, the four palms intertwined without any sound, but immediately the joints on their bodies made a series of crisp crackling sounds.
The man was the first to withdraw his palms and retreat. He lowered his head and saw that the two square bricks he was stepping on had been torn apart, while the square bricks under Hu Yuan's feet were still intact. A look of sincere admiration and admiration immediately appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands and smiled: "Young Master Hu has such powerful palm power, Wen Tailai is willing to be defeated!"
Hu Yuan took advantage of the situation and took a few steps back. He bowed his head in return and said with a smile: "I don't dare. Today I can learn the world-famous 'Thunder Hands' secret skill of Master Wen Si. It is really a blessing for a poor man!"
