"That's right. I didn't expect that your hearing would be so outstanding?"
Suddenly, a voice of approval came from behind several people.
Sun Haoran turned around and saw the two brothers Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai who had come to them at some point.
"Brother Zhuge, do you know what kind of Kung Fu that Ma Tieliu used?"
Zhang Chulan asked curiously.
"Actually, it's not a mysterious thing," Zhuge Qing squinted his eyes and said, "This person should have added the power of Buddhist Vajra to the power of the Tong-Arm Fist... That way the power of his punch would be It can be like a bomb, and the distance and timing of the blast can be controlled by him. Because the force is too strong, ordinary softness cannot be resolved."
"Wouldn't it be troublesome for Taoist Wang Ye...?" Zhang Chulan was a little confused after hearing this.
"Who knows? Brother, what do you think?"
Zhuge Qing smiled softly, and then looked to the side at Sun Haoran who had not spoken since he arrived here just now.
Things seemed to be getting more and more interesting. He originally just wanted to see Wang Ye fight, but he didn't expect that Wang Ye had not shown his true skills until now, but he unexpectedly discovered other interesting people.
This man's hearing is not generally good.
The stands were dozens of meters away from where Wang Ye and Ma Tieliu fought. If he hadn't been blessed by Wuhou Qimen, it would have been very difficult to hear the voices of the combatants clearly, and this guy could actually hear them?
Based on the ability this man showed in the previous competition, is it a physical ability? A comprehensive strengthening type that can also strengthen listening?
"The difference in strength in this competition is too great, there is nothing interesting to see."
Sun Haoran replied angrily.
If this fox doesn't pay attention to Wang Ye, why should he focus on himself?
"Oh? It seems that brother, you have great confidence in Taoist Wang Ye?"
Zhuge Qing chuckled, "But it's true."
"What are you talking about... Why can't I understand?" Zhang Chulan scratched his head, with a puzzled look on his face, "Then the Taoist priest will lose if he is not the king?"
"No, it was Ma Tieliu who lost." Sun Haoran replied calmly.
"That's right," Zhuge Qing explained, "If you know a little bit about Wudang Tai Chi, you should know that softness is not all of Tai Chi. Using softness to overcome hardness is just a superficial phenomenon you see. No one has ever said that people who practice Tai Chi There is only softness in my body.”
"This... seems to make sense..." Zhang Chulan nodded in understanding.
"Tai Chi's yin hands are soft and strong, and the yang hands are strong. Only when the yin and yang meet and combine hardness and softness can it be called Tai Chi. Tai Chi gives rise to all things, and Tai Chi Jin is a skill that can transform thousands of kinds of strength... Among them, softness is the only It’s just the tip of the iceberg.”
Seeing that Zhang Chulan didn't seem to understand clearly, Zhuge Qing continued, "It seems that this Taoist Wang Ye is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
Sure enough, as soon as Zhuge Qing finished speaking, the king in the field began to fight back.
Although he still had that lazy look on his face, he did use his real skills a little bit.
"Hold the bird's tail?"
Ma Tieliu looked at Wang Ye's posture with disdain, and fired out the through-arm fist with Vajra power again.
If the opponent doesn't dodge, then he is confident that he can use this punch to destroy the opponent's hands!
However, after punching out, he did not get the result he wanted.
"puff--"
The force exploded in Wang Ye's hands, but to Ma Tieliu's surprise, the opponent was unscathed.
"How is it possible? This posture is indeed like holding a sparrow's tail."
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Ma Tieliu's forehead.
The posture was indeed Tai Chi, but the opponent did not use the soft-to-conquer strength skills that he imagined just now, but directly used more arrogant force to tear his strength into pieces!
This is not at all about reducing a thousand pounds with four ounces, but reducing ten jins with one effort!
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to continue the attack?"
His hands moved slowly in front of him, drawing out the invisible Bagua array. At this moment, the air around him seemed to be stirred by Wang Ye's seemingly delicate arms.
Xiaoshuting app
He set up his posture and signaled Ma Tieliu to continue the attack.
"Huh! It's just a one-time solution, don't be proud!"
Ma Tieliu looked very unconvinced, "So what if you know how to be strong? My King Kong was developed by my father specifically to deal with you Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain!"
"emmm..."
Wang Ye was speechless for a while. He really wanted to say that your father probably has never seen the true capabilities of our Wudang Mountains.
But it doesn’t seem to be good to hit people too hard.
"well……"
Looking at the fist attacking him, Wang Ye sighed helplessly.
He could see through the other person's thoughts at a glance. He wanted to use ordinary strength and strength mixed with the power of Vajra alternately to influence his judgment.
Although the idea is good, this idiot's brain is not very easy to use at first glance.
In the face of an absolute disparity in strength, where is the need for judgment?
"boom--"
Wang Ye stretched out his hands expressionlessly to meet the opponent's attacking fists.
The Qi wrapped in his hands seemed to have some inexplicable attraction, forcibly guiding the opponent's fist in the direction he wanted.
Ma Tieliu immediately realized something was wrong as soon as he got closer.
But by the time he wanted to pull away, it was already too late.
He was stuck by Wang Ye's Tai Chi power.
At this moment, he finally realized what true Tai Chi was.
Weak? Four taels is worth a thousand catties? No, it was a terrifying force like a raging wave, like a strong wind, like being stuck in a quagmire, or like falling into an abyss!
Tai Chi is not about brute force, but who said that people who use Tai Chi cannot use brute force? Only when a powerful person masters 'skills' and 'skills' can that power be brought into full play!
"boom--"
The expression on Wang Ye's face did not change, and he took advantage of the situation and slammed Ma Tieliu, who was pulled by his Tai Chi, to the ground.
But Ma Tieliu didn't intend to sit still and wait for death.
"Thousand-pound drop!"
"Golden Bell!"
Suddenly, a pale golden color appeared on the surface of his body, just like the real King Kong in Buddhist legend.
Since he can add the power of Vajra to the Tongjiquan, he must also have studied the Buddhist horizontal training.
At this moment, he finally used the horizontal kung fu of pressing against the bottom of the box, and was unscathed even if he was thrown to the ground.
Slowly getting up from the ground, Ma Tieliu sneered at Wang Ye who was still standing there and did not continue to pursue him.
When he fell to the ground just now, it was the time when his horizontal chain was most easily broken, but this idiot had already missed the best opportunity!
He is as immovable as a mountain now. How can this kid shake him with his so-called Tai Chi?
"Hahahahaha! Wang Ye, you didn't expect it! I'm the best at practicing all over the place! Now you can still touch me!?"
"well……"
The king also sighed slightly and stepped forward.
"It seems like I need to be more serious..."
Facts have proved that if you are not serious when doing things, you will get twice the result with half the effort. If he had been a little more serious just now, he would not have given this guy a chance to practice horizontally.
"boom."
There was a muffled sound.
Wang Ye gently patted Ma Tieliu's chest with his palm.
"Haha! Is that all you have?"
Ma Tieliu stood motionless on the spot, looking at the palm touching his chest with a sneer, "Swing with the force you just felt, your Tai Chi is far inferior to my Vajra power! It doesn't hurt or itch!"
"well……"
Wang didn't pay attention to the other party's sarcasm. He just felt that sometimes it's nice to be simple-minded... He didn't have to think about anything. To be honest, he was a little envious.
However, envy was envy, and the movements in his hands did not stop.
swallow.
vomit.
Two consecutive shots were slapped on Ma Tieliu's chest.
"Beng Jin."
A faint moan came out of Wang Ye's mouth.
Then, his body moved.
The whole movement was smooth and smooth, and his fists lightly hit Ma Tieliu's chest.
But it seemed... nothing happened. At least that's how it looks in Ma Tieliu's eyes.
He patted his chest inexplicably, but it didn't hurt or itch.
This is what is called a fierce operation. Is the output 0.5 at first glance? If his defense is 1, then this output doesn't even break the defense!
"Oh, okay, I'm exhausted."
Wang Ye patted the Taoist robe, turned around and stretched, "It's time to call it a day!"
"Huh? What do you mean? Wait a minute!"
Ma Tieliu took a step forward to hold Wang Ye.
"Forget it, Ma Tieliu! Look behind you."
Someone on the sidelines advised me this way.
"ah?"
Ma Tieliu turned around angrily, "Zhuge Qing? What do you have to do here—"
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.
A fist print that cracked the rock appeared on the wall of the ring a few meters behind him.
"Master Wang Ye has already shown mercy to you."
Zhuge Qing said helplessly, "What do you think you will do if he doesn't let the power of that last punch pass through your body, but explodes directly in your body?"
For a moment, Ma Tieliu felt weak all over his body like a deflated balloon.
This is scary.
His internal organs were unable to lift the golden bell. If the force that was enough to break the rock exploded inside his body, there would be no doubt that he would die.
And when he felt his body carefully at this moment, he discovered that his golden bell had been broken by the opponent's two consecutive palms just now!
Keep fighting... there is no chance of winning.
"Okay, old man, that's almost it, right?"
Wang also asked Ma Tieliu for his opinion.
"Uh...I...give up."
"Dele."
After the other party admitted defeat, Wang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and waved away, "Come to Wudang Mountain to play when you have time..."
When he left, he did not forget to advertise the business of Wudang Mountain Scenic Area.
"..."
Seeing Wang leaving listlessly, Zhang Chulan was speechless for a while, "This Taoist priest Wang Ye is really interesting. Although he usually looks listless, he really has two skills."
"Indeed. Although his fists look ordinary, the power of his fists is really unpredictable..." Feng Baobao touched his chin and analyzed seriously, "Not bad! It can compete with my Ah Wei Eighteen Styles." !”
"Don't insult Tai Chi!"
Zhang Chulan covered her face.
"Awei's Eighteen Styles? Is this the one I understand..."
Zhuge Qing on the side listened to Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao arguing and asked with interest.
It seems that he has never heard of this skill. It seems that he came to Longhu Mountain at the right time! Saw a lot of interesting things.
"Is it possible that you still want to experience it..."
Sun Haoran patted Zhuge Qing's shoulder speechlessly.
As soon as you hear it, you will understand that Zhuge Qing is not a serious person!
"No, no, no..."
Zhuge Qing looked at Feng Baobao's appearance and didn't know what he was thinking about. Finally, he laughed and shook his head.
"Brother, I would like to advise you, don't take advantage of Sister Bao'er..."
Sun Haoran rolled his eyes helplessly.
He felt that Zhuge Qing should have seen something from Feng Baobao. After all, he was the only person rumored to have mastered all the 'Wuhou Qimen' for decades.
"Don't worry, this girl is not my type."
Zhuge Qing replied seriously. The intriguing smile on his face made it impossible to guess whether he was joking or not.
"Okay, okay, the first batch is over, whose turn is it next?"
While everyone in the stands was chatting, the battle between Lu Linglong and Yun finally ended with Yun admitting defeat, and the remaining competition between Cailu and Ling also ended with Ling's victory.
But at this time, Sun Haoran frowned as he looked at the figure called 'Zero' in the field.
He didn't pay much attention to the name before, but when he saw the person...
female? And he’s a foreigner! ?
There seems to be something wrong with this.
The long golden hair and the petite figure reminded him of the Ice and Snow Princess.
"Damn it? Can foreigners also participate in this Luotian Dajiao?"
"There is no rule not to participate, and you have also seen that this time the ten elders of the Luotian Dajiao invited special guests. It is said that they are hybrids from the West. I don't know much about the power of hybrids. You should know better than me. That's it..." Feng Xingtong on the side replied matter-of-factly, "What's wrong? Is there anything strange?"
"..."
Sun Haoran fell into silence.
Strange, of course it is strange!
That princess is probably still in the preparatory class now. Why is she here? Did Angers come to the country alone? So we can only deploy people from the preparatory class?
No, no, this is obviously not normal.
The current Zero will probably not enter Angers vision in the future, so she is here because of... Lu Mingze's order! ?
"The first batch of competitions is over, now the second batch begins!"
"Feng Baobao versus Wang Ergou!"
"Hidden Dragon versus Zhang Lingyu!"
"Feng Xingtong is right..."
While Sun Haoran was thinking, the referee began to urge the contestants for the next round to enter.
"I!"
Feng Baobao raised his hand excitedly, "I can finally go down and whip people!"
"Forehead……"
Zhuge Qing was stunned when he saw Feng Baobao's eagerness to try, "Has this girl always been like this?"
"...Huh? Oh! It's always been like this, so I advise you to stay away from her, or else be careful of getting whipped."
Sun Haoran replied absently.
"Oh? Thanks for the reminder, brother."
Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Sun Haoran's sudden absent-minded appearance.
He followed Sun Haoran's gaze and looked towards the petite figure who was exiting the stage.
This is another character I have never seen before. Is there anything special about him?
