"The Taizu Changquan, which is directed by my family, is a ten sleeping pill technique passed down from Taoist Chen Xiyi of Huashan, Song Dynasty. If you practice it to the deepest point, you can enter the fetal breathing realm, such as animals hibernating, deep and quiet, eliminate miscellaneous thoughts, unable to get up in a dream, and deeply concentrate the mind to nourish the pill. The mysterious details of it are extremely profound. Just this is the method of sleeping in the ox and running to the moon. I have practiced it hard for thirty years, but I have not reached the level of fetal breathing every time."

Zhao Guangrong just saw Wang Chao rolling his sleeves, taking off his shoes, and practicing the "spider stepping on the water" skill on the water surface. He was also shocked, knowing that he lost for three days with this Great East Asian national martial arts for three days.

After practicing the kung fu to reach the highest level of transformation, if you step on the water, you can press down with the force of your toes to lift your body. The water is not only the knee. However, when you step on the water, you must be calm and slow when holding your breath for a while, otherwise your body will sink immediately when the breath is discharged, and you need to be extremely careful.

But Wang Chao just slid around the water, extremely light and as if walking on the flat ground. He was indescribable and agility. After a circle, there was no slight Mercury splashing on his clothes. Zhao Guangrong saw such details and skills, so he was not shocked.

He is a person who knows the goods. He can see that Wang Chao's physical strength and explosive power have almost surpassed the peak that the human body may reach. All potentials have been stimulated, and his will and thoughts can perfectly control the explosion of all his potentials. Such a person is too powerful and terrible.

"Heaven, how could there be such a monster in the world? How could Tang Zichen find such a powerful master?" When Zhao Guangrong spoke, some records in his family's martial arts books flashed through his heart. He practiced his boxing style like Wang Chao, which is comparable to those legendary characters.

"I don't know if this person's physical strength will deteriorate after he is over thirty or forty? Or will he keep his current peak? Seeing that this person has been exploring endlessly and wanting to cooperate with me to edit the Tangmen boxing brocade tutorial, he obviously realized this problem. He wanted to get inspiration from the various ways of mental health preservation in Taizu Changquan passed down by my family and break through the limits of the heavenly beings that have existed since ancient times? However, this is obviously impossible. The rise and fall are natural laws. Since ancient times, so many great sages have explored this issue, but they all failed one by one. Is it true that you, Wang Chao, are better than those people? If you are not crazy or become a Buddha, this person seems normal, but in fact, it seems that you are already crazy. I'd better not to make him unhappy obviously. Losing to such a person is nothing."

Zhao Guangrong's heart was rapidly turning with countless strange thoughts, and finally found a little psychological comfort for the loss of the martial arts competition, which made him feel a little better.

"No wonder, no wonder. He is the same type of person as Tang Zichen, and he has become a crazy person who practices martial arts!!!!!! A crazy person, what do I care about with him?"

Zhao Guangrong and the failure of the previous competition planted a shadow of deep fear of Wang Chao in his heart. In addition, Wang Chao had just done his best to practice the "spider stepping on the water" posture, and the amazing coordination, unparalleled physical strength, and fierce and violent explosive power all showed. This invincible image was engraved into his heart.

Wang Chao now has a plain smile, sincere eyes, pure expression, and a calm expression. Anyone who sees him feels a calm and harmless sunny boy. But Zhao Guangrong feels that something as terrifying as a nuclear weapon is hidden in his calm appearance.

This kind of thing made him subconsciously feel that it would be better to avoid it and not to mess with it.

It was precisely because of the failure of the competition that he changed to deep fear, and then from the air of seeing the "spider stepping on the water", a trace of fear that he himself did not notice was created in his deep fear.

Therefore, Zhao Guangrong finally compromised in language.

Hearing Zhao Guangrong's words of the Taizu Changquan, there were ten kinds of sleeping pills in the Taizu Changquan, Wang Chao's eyes lit up slightly, and he turned to say: "In fact, Taizu Changquan is the mother of Tai Chi. In Taizu Changquan, although the mother's fist style is 'Sitting Golden Lu', the opening style is lazy to tie clothes. Chen style Tai Chi, Sun style Tai Chi, and Zhaobao Tai Chi also start with Wuji becoming lazy to tie clothes racks. It can be seen that Taizu Changquan is the Taoist fist, the source of the inner family. Only Yang Luchan's old Tai Chi style is, in order to get rid of Changquan.

The boxing style is innovating, and then I changed the lazy tie to the tail of the bird. In the current martial arts world, people say that Changquan is an external family, but in fact I don’t know that Taizu Changquan is the real source of the internal family. My Tang Sect’s boxing technique now needs to be systematically summarized. Master Zhao’s Taizu Changquan must be written into the boxing brochure. We do not judge heroes by success or failure. Master Zhao must participate in the compilation of Tang Sect’s boxing brochure. Otherwise, without the secret classic of Taizu Changquan, there will be a lot of charm."

"Well. As for this, I won't postpone it. But I have to go back and arrange a lot of things now. After the Chinese New Year, I will come to Indonesia to edit the Tangmen boxing brochure together." Zhao Guangrong barely beat him up, and had nothing to say, so he turned around and left.

Wang Chao looked at Zhao Guangrong's background, smiling, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Just when Zhao Guangrong left, Jiang Hai deliberately stayed a step late. Seeing that everyone was walking out of the door, he stared at Wang Chao tightly, and then said, "Master Wang, you are indeed amazing. Two years ago, I competed with you and was defeated without even pulling out the sword. In the past two years, I have been practicing hard. Last year, I wandered between life and death, and thought I had learned a lot and could fight you. But now it seems that I would lose more miserably when I fought with you! Unexpectedly, I could not imagine that even Zhao Guangrong lost in your hands. And a hero like him seemed to have a little fear of you. I really can't figure out how you can practice boxing to such a level."

Wang Chao coughed gently, "I seem to know that now you are back and take over the position of the director of the Laoshan Neijia Boxing Gym? But I can't figure it out. Your family also has a considerable force, and you are a first-class man. If you want to go into politics, your future will definitely be limitless. Why do you have to get together with Wu Wenhui and the others? Moreover, the position of the Laoshan Neijia Boxing Gym really has nothing substantial. You are a sensible person, why do you participate in these things? And it seems that we have no conflicts of interest, just fight in private, and you lose a move? Isn't it that I can't lose. Your situation is much better than mine, so why do you have to be so entangled?"

Jiang Hai smiled: "Zhao Guangrong is old, but the older the people, the less courageous they are. I was scared by your words and a few words of fist. I am younger than him and have capital. Actually, I don't hide it from you. Although I have something to do with me, my parents at home have retired, and the tea is cold. It's not as good as Liao Junhua, a powerful black old club. Now, because of your relationship, Wu Wenhui needs talents, and I think of my grudges with you.

I am responsible for reorganizing the special forces of "fangs". Originally, this special forces were established by you, but unfortunately, you did not pass the final test. To be honest, I came to the Nanyang Tang Sect’s kinship meeting this time and did not mean to go against you. I just wanted to see how hard your kung fu has reached. There is another news that I want to tell you that Liao Junhua will take office after the New Year. Maybe we will have the opportunity to join forces in the future."

After saying that, Jiang Hai turned around and left in a hurry without waiting for Wang Chao to speak.

"Master, Jiang Hai is very smart. What did you say just now? I don't think he has any kindness. But he is now practicing the boxing style well. I'm afraid I'm not his opponent." Huo Ling'er stood very far, but she also saw it with Wang Chao, just practicing the boxing posture of "spider stepping on the water". This young master will always be a god-like figure in his mind.

"Do you have any worries?" Wang Chao asked back without answering. He saw that Huo Ling'er looked a little wrong.

"My dad has already taken a plane to Indonesia today. He heard that you are in Indonesia and come specifically to find you. It seems that he wants to talk to you about some important things. He told me that he wants to tell you and me. I wonder if you have time today, Master?" A hint of blush flashed across Huo Ling'er's face.

"Well, I understand this. When will your dad meet me?" Wang Chao said.

"At 8 o'clock in the evening," Huo Ling'er said: "In our Huo family's business conference room, my father seems to be discussing with you about using your Tangmen troops."

"Borrowing the army?" Wang Chao suddenly realized that Huo Ling'er's father is now the old man of the Huo family. Without big things, he would never come to see someone in person. However, the matter of borrowing the army was too big. Wang Chao decided to discuss it with Tang Zichen first.

While thinking, Wang Chao walked towards Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen has held a Tang Sect’s tribute meeting these days and has determined a series of regulations. Today, it is difficult to get the deepest part of the school, and it is a small building in the coconut forest.

People who practice martial arts pay the most attention to cultivation, and Wang Chao did not disturb her.

However, Wang Chao has walked through the coconut forest and palm-woven path, but found that there were many black cars parked around the building. At the same time, there were many people wearing black clothes standing at a distance of 100 meters around the building. Of course, on the other side, there were also many Tangmen troops standing.

The Tangmen army wore camouflage uniforms, which were clearly different from these men in black.

Wang Chao immediately argued that these people in black clothes had a very Japanese temperament.

"What's going on?" Wang Chao then asked a Tang Sect soldier standing guard to ask.

"Sister Chen is meeting with Maruko Ueshi, the president of the Japanese Imperial Martial Arts Association. There are important matters to discuss. It is strictly forbidden for others to approach."

"The President of the Imperial Martial Arts Association?" Wang Chao thought about it and realized that the Imperial Martial Arts Association is a branch of the Japan Aikido Association, but it is a community-based nature. It has the same smell as the Yamaguchi Group and has a great influence in the South China Ocean. Many Aikido docks in the South China Ocean are opened by the Imperial Martial Arts Association.
Chapter completed!