[To cultivate one's body, one should first nourish one's fluids, stabilize one's qi, and then divide the two yin and yin. The eight trigrams should be settled and divided into four images, and the exquisite changes will spread throughout the body. ]
The Three Emperors Pao Hammer belongs to the internal martial arts, which requires one breath of internal training to spread the energy throughout the body.
Before the camel lion came on stage, he had sharp words, was manic and fierce, and had a arrogant demeanor.
When I finally got to the stage and was about to start fighting, I stood in the center of the stone stage, but I was as powerful as an abyss and calm.
He doesn't talk much either.
Tuck in the chin and top, keep the chest loose, sink the shoulders and drop the elbows, draw in the buttocks and raise the anus, support the knees and circle the crotch, and grasp the ground with the toes. The whole style is imaginary at the top and solid at the bottom. The imaginary spirit is steady and has the style of everyone.
Giving people the illusion that he is not a person, but a mountain, a mountain of stone.
I grow together with the entire stone platform and are connected to the earth. No matter the winds from east to west, north or south, I remain unmoved.
"Good work."
Once this posture is laid out, real experts will understand it clearly.
Superb, strong and soft at the same time.
"Mr. Zhang has succeeded in refining marrow and is expected to become a master. It is really gratifying and congratulatory."
Li Mingrun and Yu Jian also had slight smiles on their faces.
Although Zhang Chonghua is ranked third, he is a martial arts fanatic. Among the three brothers, he is the fastest and is only a hair away from the master level.
Not to mention that Kuang Dao is just a rising star. Even if he is at the peak of his hidden strength over the years, no matter how strong his boxing skills are, he will not be able to compete with him in terms of cultivation. How can he fight?
This time, even Da Dao Wang Wu frowned.
He only knew that Zhang Chonghua, the camel lion, must have buried some secret card, but he didn't know what it was...
At this time, I realized that the opponent's boxing skills had lost all their flashiness and had almost returned to the original state.
"Zhang Kun is really in danger."
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, my eyes were involuntarily drawn to another figure in the center of the ring.
I saw the young man in a long azure robe, now displaying the basic chicken stance of Liuhe Quan.
The feet seem to be empty but solid, the hands seem to be closed, the chest is held and the back is expanded, vibrating and ready to fly.
"No, although the chicken-stepping pile seems to imitate the aggressive appearance of birds, in fact it still pays attention to taking root on the ground, being steady and thick, capable of sealing eight sides, and hitting all directions skillfully. However, Zhang Kun's style gives me a kind of The feeling of rising and falling while flying into the sky?"
Da Dao Wang Wu's eyesight was so sharp, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong.
"What a good boy, he has practiced both boxing skills to perfection and merged them into one. That day I heard Xiaoya say that he killed the palace eunuch and obtained Dong Gong's secret record. Did he master it so quickly? What was going on in his mind? long?"
When this posture is put out, it not only has the righteousness of the Liuhemen, the round sky and the square, blocking the eight sides, but also the magic of the Baguazhang, the spring breeze and gentle rain that moistens things silently. When fighting, it will naturally be clever and changeable, and all methods will return to the original.
No matter how strong Zhang Chonghua's wife is, it may not be able to break his arrogance.
[The master holds his hand, three thousand iron armors. ]
If Zhang Chongshan doesn't move, it will be like a landslide.
His back was hunched, his body moved forward, his hands were clasped together, and he looked like he was completely intact, without a trace of murderous intent. As he moved forward, the ring shook and he collided with him.
The hands, elbows, shoulders, back, hips, knees, and feet launch attacks at the same time. The movements are extremely small, and they contain invincible power.
Like iron armor rushing into battle.
There is a mountain and a wall in front of him, and he will smash it into pieces.
The camel lion is worthy of being a camel lion. Everyone feels that Zhang Kun, the mad swordsman, can no longer be mad at this time and is just like a sheep under the claws of a lion.
The qi machine was activated, rising and falling, Zhang Chonghua's momentum was soaring to the sky, and his punch seemed to be a real punch. He used the force to punch, as if he had borrowed three thousand qi and blood, and exploded at the same time...
A strong wind blew up in front of him, and Zhang Kun was beaten up like a kite.
Yes.
He is floating.
Zhang Chonghua struck with one hand, sealing all directions like an octopus. When he exerted his strength, he found that only half of it was hit.
Zhang Kun's hands were like fists and palms, resting diagonally on the cannon hammer coming from Zhang Chongshan. It seems to be resisting and yet to be welcomed, it seems to be advancing but actually retreating, the power is scattered around the body, and the body shape is wandering.
Liuhe block, combine with Bagua to swim.
Just like a dragon flying in the sky, you don't know where it starts and you don't know where it ends.
"It's such a light skill, you can't hide it."
Zhang Chonghua shouted loudly, moved his feet again, and arched his hands slightly.
[The master bowed his hands, and the foreign guests were convinced. ]
With this step, his figure suddenly swelled, his head and horns were majestic, and he was unparalleled in domineering appearance.
Amidst the fierceness of his clothes, his aura increased again, causing phantoms to appear in front of everyone's eyes.
In front of me is no longer a martial artist, but the master who "every man can be a teacher for hundreds of generations, and who can teach the world with one word".
He stood in front of the formation, fearless of the enemy, spitting lotus flowers from his mouth, and taught the barbarians.
"Fist intention, this is fist intention, it affects the soul."
Everyone was in an uproar.
Mr. Yuanda also stood up suddenly, with a solemn expression.
He knew that after today, there would be another important figure in the capital that could determine the outcome.
Now that the fist intention is clearly understood, the marrow refining must be almost complete. The status of Grandmaster is a certainty and there is no doubt about it.
Generally speaking, as long as you master the use of mind, you will basically control a huge victory... The power of the mind cannot be underestimated, let alone suppressed. Once the mind is lacking, 100% of the power cannot be used for 50%.
That's not all for being beaten.
"I can do Fist Intention."
Zhang Kun sneered, his hands holding yin and yang, heavy rain pouring down around him, and an umbrella hanging high above his head.
Zhang Chonghua went straight into the middle palace with one move, and with one wrong fist, he was about to turn into ten moves and hundreds of moves, beating Zhang Kun into a rag sack, but his eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a bone-chilling feeling coming from him.
The touch on the hand was even more clammy and slippery, and when a punch fell, the infinite force just couldn't hit the target.
Can't get in.
The opponent's boxing technique is very strict in blocking, preventing any water from entering, and discharging the force, which is even more wonderful...
Zhang Chonghua's heart froze, and then he realized something was wrong.
His unstoppable forceful attack was blocked by this umbrella-like fist, and was completely sealed.
At the shoulders, hips, waist and back, the force has been blocked from the point of origin...
The four hands intertwined, and the opponent's fist melted into the wind, and it seemed that he was going to reach three points faster.
"You're too slow, old man."
Zhang Kun sneered.
Bang bang bang bang...
The four hands of the two people turned into afterimages in a small space, blocking, attacking, slapping, and grabbing. Before one move was finished, another move was used, using their strength to transform their strength, and they made a lot of clever moves.
It was so dazzling that everyone could not see clearly.
"His strength is stronger and his speed is better than three-pointers... Why is this?"
Li Mingrun, the first dart of the Huiyou Escort Bureau, and Yu Jian, the second dart of the Huiyou Escort Bureau, could not remain calm at this time, their expressions changed drastically and they blurted out in surprise.
This unscientific.
According to common sense, Zhang Chonghua has already stepped into the realm of transformation master and mastered the wonderful realm of hardness and softness. Although he is not too skilled in using it at this time, his skill and cultivation are there.
If you are not an opponent of the same level, you will suffer a big loss if you try against him.
What's more, Zhang Chonghua had already used his special trick, and Master San surrendered.
The power of this fist is seven times as powerful as Song Lun's divine fist.
This situation shows that he has absolutely no hold back.
In fact, in the arena of life and death, one would be a fool to hold back on the enemy.
But why can that young man still be able to stop him?
Not only did they not fall behind, they actually gained the upper hand.
Without him, it is faster and more responsive.
Just as everyone's hearts were in their throats, there was another loud shout from the stage.
"Peace in the world!"
Zhang Chonghua's beard and hair were seen dancing wildly, his figure was already halfway in the air, his legs were hanging in the air, and he suddenly landed with a palm.
This palm is as heavy as a mountain and as fast as lightning.
From the moment he folded his hands and pressed his hands together, there was silence all around.
Everyone noticed that the pressed palm grew rapidly, and saw that the palm prints on it were like blood... The overwhelming force directly broke Zhang Kun's hands to block, and hit his chest hard.
Before the edge of the palm was sealed, a piece of clothing on Zhang Kun's chest was flying like a butterfly, and his chest was sunken...
[Master, if you bow your hands three times, the world will be at peace. ]
Li Mingrun's eyes were a little wet. Seeing this move, he seemed to have seen the heroic figure of his master, Divine Fist Song Lun, fighting alone against the crowd.
The Master is not just the Master.
It's not just talk.
When he doesn't listen to preaching, he knows better than anyone else that the truth lies under the blade.
Okay, if you don’t listen, I’ll beat you to make you listen.
This is the true meaning of the Master’s three-handed surrender.
Beat the king at the top, the powerful ministers at the bottom, the stubborn and unruly students at the bottom, and suppress the powerful bandits from all over the world.
It relies on a mouth and a pair of hands.
This fist turns into a palm and slaps down, bringing peace to the world.
Who dares to block, whoever dares to stop.
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