September 30th.
rain.
The sunny weather in recent days inevitably makes people feel a little hot.
Early in the morning, there were dark clouds in the sky, it was overcast, and drizzle was falling.
It seems to indicate something ominous.
An invisible wind blew in the capital.
People who knew some inside information began to get nervous.
Tai Chi Gate.
In the vast martial arts training ground, a tall wooden platform was built, with a red carpet spread on it. In the center of the red carpet was painted the word "武" with gold and silver hooks.
Zhou Binglin stood in the rain, standing on the high platform, motionless.
The rain fell on his body. It was still half away from his clothes, but then it changed direction and fell to the ground along his clothes, making no sound.
"It transforms under stress, and the rain does not touch the body. Brother Zhou once broke through the elixir energy and entered the innate world. He has reached this level. It is really gratifying."
Dozens of men, women and children in the audience stood quietly waiting. Seeing the strange phenomenon on Zhou Binglin, they couldn't help but feel excited and exclaimed.
After practicing to transform strength, you can achieve the goal of "not even a feather can be added, and a fly cannot fall". Even if it only touches the skin, no matter how slight the force is, it will be melted away if it falls on the body.
This is the superb characteristic of Huajin.
As for Dan Jin, he went one step further.
The energy forms a circle, which is generated by the energy, the elixir energy protects the body, and changes due to stress.
Half an inch away from his body, a burst of alchemy energy appeared, and the raindrops could not even touch his clothes.
It seems that there is a thin air mask around the body. This protective power is more than twice as strong as Huajin.
Not to mention the increase in strength and speed, as well as vitality.
Everyone can see that Zhou Binglin's appearance seems to be ten or twenty years younger than before.
Now he looks like a young man in his thirties, standing on the stage, even more majestic.
The depression that often accompanied him in the past few years has all disappeared at this time, leaving only endless sharpness and high spirits.
This is.
Are you sure of winning?
Ye Mingzhong was half lying on the wheelchair, with tears streaming down his face, his gray beard trembling, and he said hoarsely: "God has eyes, God has eyes. Brother Zhou broke through the Danjin before the battle and was twice as strong as a monk.
Based on the Tai Chi strength he has learned from all three schools, his actual combat level must be far above that of ordinary Dan strength...
No matter how strong the murderer is, he is still capable of fighting. "
"Yes, yes, Master Zhou used to be known as the Little Martial God. He was able to fight at a higher level, and his understanding of moves has reached a state where his skills are close to the Tao.
Now that the realm of power is catching up, even Yang Lin must not be able to benefit from him.
I just don’t know how many moves Brother Zhou needs to win, we might as well wait and see. "
Eight great masters in the capital, Xingyi Tai Chi and eight seals of Hongmen poke the feet and reach the back...
Everyone eats together in the same circle, and occasionally follows the government's instructions and does some things. It can be said that the territory is managed without leakage.
It even spread to all parts of the country.
Once some groups that are not in line with their interests arise, they will use all their strength to suppress them.
And if their disciples and grandchildren want to go out and develop their careers, they will naturally support them with all their strength.
Yang Lin beat Zhang Wei to death.
Moreover, he did not give any face to the Zhao family, making Zhao Jun worse than death.
This has undoubtedly challenged the authority of Beijing Martial Arts.
Especially the back.
When Ye Mingzhong came to question him, instead of apologizing, he was cruel and trampled the reputation of Yongchun White Crane Hall directly into the mud.
The three masters and apprentices of Ye Mingzhong were maimed. This kind of thing is not just a matter of one family.
It is the common shame of the eight sects in the capital.
Zhou Binglin was recommended to take action only because Zhou Binglin was the strongest among them.
If their strength allowed, these people would want to personally go on stage and beat Yang Lin to death.
Next to these dozens of people, not far away, there was a tall man, sitting and drinking and eating meat, minding his own business...
He swallowed the huge leg of lamb in three or two bites, including the bones and bones, with just a few chews.
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The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
