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"Master, Dongxingwu has castrated."

Wang Cheng sat down and drank a cup of tea and whispered.

Taoist Changhe also sighed melancholy and shook his head and said, "It's a pity. He has already understood something when he fought with me last time. If he goes back and persists for a few years, there may be a new breakthrough."

Wang Cheng nodded, his eyes were actually above the Taoist priest Changhe, but because of his lack of knowledge and realm, he could not see anything when he saw Dongxingwu that day. When he thought about it, he could see more things than his master Taoist priest Changhe, so he felt even more regretful.

If Dong Xingwu could get the true teachings of authentic Chinese internal martial arts when he was young, I am afraid that his current strength may be comparable to Niu Dahai, and he would be above Yang Youde and Liu Wu.

pity!

He is Japanese!

Wang Cheng fell silent and while drinking tea, he picked up a Taoist scripture on the table and read it. If he were in that era, he would not have passed on his martial arts to a Japanese. No matter how persistent the Japanese are in his martial arts mind is, he would have been ignored.

After the Taoist priest Changhe sighed, he also drank a cup of tea, and both the master and the disciple seemed very leisurely. Then the old Taoist priest handed a black post next to Wang Cheng and said, "They will come tomorrow at noon."

Wang Cheng took it and a Tang sword and a star were carved on the front of the black post. This is a challenge post, which is to challenge Wang Cheng, the disciple of Taoist Changhe, and the final signature is Dongxingyue, Dongxing Taro, and Dongxingchen!

I think these three people are the three young masters of the Dongxing family mentioned by Yang Qingyu. The master who uses swords should be Dongxingyue. Because among these three names, only Dongxingyue is the most likely female.

"I'll meet them tomorrow."

Wang Cheng put the post aside indifferently. He has almost put down the advanced martial arts boxing techniques of the Earth Demon Fist, Dragon Elephant Fist, and Brahmin's breathing method. He focuses on studying Taoist classics and practicing the three basic boxing techniques of Wusheng Mountain.

Therefore, at this time, Wang Cheng's aura was very peaceful. Except for a little calmness, there was no other strong aura, just like an ordinary person.

However, Taoist Changhe knew that he could not see through the smell of Wang Cheng now. This was a manifestation of truly understanding the state of mind of Taoism. He had never entered this state of martial arts for his whole life, so he had been wandering at the door of Taoism martial arts. After practicing the Earthly Evil Fist, he could no longer make progress.

The junior of the Dongxing family, Taoist Changhe, didn't even see it. Perhaps the old Taoist in the entire Japanese martial arts world did not see it. What he cared about was the upcoming national martial arts competition that would be held in a week.

"Wang Cheng, I want you to win the championship in this martial arts competition."

Changhe said seriously.

Zhang Shaoyun, who had been standing next to him, was also most interested in this. So his eyes were lit and he sounded carefully.

Wang Cheng put down the Taoist scriptures in his hand, and he had read this book twice. He could almost memorize it and smiled: "Master, no one dares to say that he can become the first one by himself. Even if you condense your energy now, you dare not say that no one is your opponent. How dare I book a championship?"

"Haha, okay, it's best if you can think like this, just try your best. Get up and have a couple of tricks with me."

Taoist Changhe stared at Wang Cheng, laughed, and suddenly became interested. He stood up and waved his hand, asking Wang Cheng to fight him.

The master and apprentice haven't fought for a while, so Wang Cheng also stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, master, be careful. Recently, I have gained more understanding of Taoist boxing."

"Am I still afraid of you, a kid?"

Taoist Changhe pretended to be disdainful.

When the two fought, Taoist Changhe gradually became serious. Because Wang Cheng used the three basic boxing techniques of Wu Shengshan. At this time, these three boxing techniques were almost at a distance and had no trace in Wang Cheng's hands, like an antelope hanging on the horns, almost no trace to be found. If he had not practiced these three boxing techniques for his whole life, he probably might not have been able to recognize them.

Danyang Fist, Yuanyang Fist, and Jiuyuan Fist have undergone earth-shaking changes in Wang Cheng's hands.

Wang Cheng suddenly seemed to have turned into a hot light in the eyes of Taoist Changhe, like a fiery sun, transforming into a pure sun!

Pure Yang!

Taoist Changhe suddenly felt shocked in his heart, and suddenly realized, and a clear understanding flashed in his heart. He didn't expect that one day he was guided by his disciple, and his disciple was guided by him unintentionally.

He has practiced boxing for more than 80 years, and he can produce the three basic boxing techniques of Wu Shengshan with his eyes closed, and he is extremely proficient in his practice, and he has achieved great success in qi and blood transport. But he has never understood the mystery of Taoism, nor can he truly integrate the three boxing techniques. He knows that this is one of the main reasons why he cannot practice the Tiangang and Zhoutian boxing techniques of Wu Shengshan - his foundation is not solid!

Now that I see Wang Cheng’s changes, I know that the core secret of these three basic boxing techniques is pure yang. It integrates into one, transforms into pure yang, breathing into one, and changes in qi and blood as they wish, and controls the body more thoroughly.

This is the most ideal state for a warrior’s body!

Huhuhuhuhu...

Every movement, every breath, and every heartbeat of Wang Cheng became transparent in the eyes of Taoist Changhe, and he could see clearly and was shocked.

pity!

Taoist Changhe stood up with his fist, his face full of melancholy and regret. If he had understood this mystery twenty years earlier, he would not have had to reach this point today. He could also completely practice the Disha boxing technique to a perfect state, reach the foundation of practicing Tiangang, and may even practice the Zhoutian boxing technique that his master could not practice, and then become an invincible master in the world.

What a pity, what a pity.

Wang Cheng didn't know what the master was thinking, but saw that the master was standing there and his expression changed and stopped, and said with doubt: "Master, this is the Taoist state of mind that I have recently learned from Taoist scriptures. I have integrated into the three basic boxing techniques and thoroughly understood a brand new boxing technique. I think this is the realm of the true perfect integration of the three basic boxing techniques. What do you think?"

Taoist Changhe sat down and drank a cup of tea, and the regrets and melancholy in his heart gradually disappeared. After a lifetime, he also saw through it. Now he can carry forward the Wusheng Mountain in his disciple's hands. He was also very happy. He smiled and said, "Very good, if the ancestors of all generations see it, they will be very happy. You must continue to lay a solid foundation. The foundation of my Wusheng Mountain martial arts is the most important, so that your disciples can also remember this."

Wang Cheng nodded, looked at Zhang Shaoyun in a daze, and said in a deep voice: "Shaoyun. Have you remembered it?"

Zhang Shaoyun was stunned when he saw his master and his master fighting, and he couldn't understand it at all. When he heard the master scolding, he hurriedly woke up and agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, don't worry, master, don't worry, master, I must keep it in mind and lay a solid foundation."

Wang Cheng smiled, looked at the sky, and said to Taoist Changhe, "Master, then we will go back first. I will definitely arrive on time tomorrow."

Taoist Changhe was both regretful and happy, and his mood was very complicated. He forced a smile and said, "Okay, you should also take the matters of the martial arts competition to heart."

Wang Cheng agreed, waved to Zhang Shaoyun, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng's back, and the more he looked, the more he became more and more shocked. He had never cared about it before. He had just tried to find that this disciple was different from Wang Cheng. Only then did he concentrate on looking over, and suddenly he found that Wang Cheng's figure and steps had inexplicable mystery. Looking closely, it seemed like one Yuan, Tai Chi, and the three talents, and the four images, five elements, seven stars, eight trigrams, and nine palaces. It seemed that all the mystery of Taoist numbers and images could be seen in him.

He had seen such a Taoist realm in his youth in his later years. At that time, his master had already achieved great success in Tiangang Fist. He could step on the Gang and fight in his actions, and it was always the sound of wind and thunder. It was invincible in the world, but unfortunately he did not come out of the mountain. But now his disciple Wang Cheng has only been in the beginning for three months...

"It seems that I am really lucky to accept the most evil disciple of Wusheng Mountain in history. Master, I finally have the courage to see you."

As he said that, Taoist Changhe slowly poured the tea cup in his hand to the ground, looking unaware of whether it was joy or sorrow.

It was getting dark.

Wang Cheng's heart was as calm as water, as the beginning of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty. Without saying a word, he walked towards his villa. At the same time, Taoist classics and Taoist pictures flowed in his heart as much as possible into his walking feet.

Integrating martial arts practice into walking, sitting and lying down is not only what Wang Cheng taught his disciples, but also what he did.

Zhang Shaoyun is studying hard, but he himself doesn't know when he can reach half of his master's level.

When I got home, it was already dark. Aunt Chen had just prepared some of the meals on the table with the help of Wang Yuanyuan, and there were still a lot left to be cooked.

Wang Cheng greeted the mother and daughter, said a few words to his father who was watching the news, and then got rid of the entanglement of the little girl Wang Xiaolin, and took his apprentice Zhang Shaoyun upstairs.

Wang Jianhai shook his head helplessly at this. He now felt that he was not like a father at all, because he didn't understand his son at all, and he couldn't control his son, and had no father's authority. I would like to ask, it seemed that the relationship between the two was not as deep and steady as he spoke; if he didn't ask, he was worried all day long, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

When Wang Cheng returned to the practice room, he began to focus on practicing boxing with his apprentice.

Just as Taoist Changhe saw, Wang Cheng's boxing technique had already understood the Taoist state of mind, which was achieved by truly integrating the three basic boxing techniques of Wusheng Mountain. However, he had not really entered the Taoist state of mind before, but he had only realized it. When he was fighting with his master Taoist Changhe, he finally completely entered the Taoist state of mind, and also integrated the three basic boxing techniques into one, the three talents are like one yuan, and comprehending Pure Yang.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Wang Cheng's breathing was very relaxed, but the breath he exhaled was extremely hot, rising like steam, the temperature in his body also increased, and his whole body's qi and blood were running at high speed. After the three basic boxing techniques were merged, it had become a more profound boxing technique in his hand. The whole set of boxing techniques was 108, and each move had seventy-two breathing changes, which were more complicated than the Earth Evil boxing technique.

At the same time, this boxing technique will polish the body more delicate and profound, and almost any part of the body inside and outside can extend to the body through breathing and blood.

Wang Cheng knew that when he practiced this pure Yang boxing technique thoroughly, he would practice the Disha boxing technique quickly. He could polish all the muscles, bones and skin of the body to the limit within a few years, and greatly increase his ability to resist strikes.

When the Taoist Changhe practiced the Earth Evil Fist for thirty or forty years, it was actually not normal. If he could comprehend the Pure Yang Fist of this Taoist, and then practiced the Earth Evil Fist after practicing it, it would only take three or five years to practice it. It would be great in ten years.

Therefore, Taoist Changhe has always said that the foundation is the most important. His foundation is not solid, resulting in limited achievements, so naturally he does not want his disciples to continue his old path.

"Xiao Cheng, it's time to eat."

Wang Cheng practiced Chunyang's boxing three times, and Zhang Shaoyun also silently practiced the nine-style stances of horse leaping and ape roaring.

Downstairs, Aunt Chen greeted her and both of them closed their fists and stopped.

"Master. What is your boxing technique? I feel so hot from you so far. You are like a stove, and the temperature in the room has increased by ten degrees."

Zhang Shaoyun was sweating all over at this time and couldn't help asking. Even if he got together five or six meters away, he could feel a wave of heat sweeping over from his master. Within an hour, he was so hot that he was so hot that his hair and clothes were soaked.

Wang Cheng let out a long breath, and he was sweating profusely. He would definitely have to have a big meal later and drink a lot of water to replenish his body's consumption. He said calmly: "You will know when you get started. Practice your boxing skills well and eat more meat when eating."

Zhang Shaoyun smiled helplessly. The master always had only one excuse - that is, you have not yet started. This is something he could not refute. He could only go to dinner silently and remembered the teacher's advice to eat more meat.

Aunt Chen has now become a full-time chef in the villa. Because of Wang Cheng, Wang Yuanyuan, and another martial arts practitioner Zhang Shaoyun, she has to cook a lot of food for every meal. Most of them also need to eat meat, whether it is morning, noon or evening. She raises three big eaters, which makes her spend most of her time buying vegetables, meat and cooking.

Fortunately, Wang Jianhai was bored recently and has cultivated a large area of ​​grassland in front and behind the villa, and is preparing to grow some vegetables, fruits and melons and other things by himself, so that vegetables will be self-sufficient.

Wang Cheng can eat the appetite of ten people alone now, Wang Yuanyuan can eat the appetite of three people, and Zhang Shaoyun can also eat the appetite of three or four people. Seeing that these three guys eat so much meat every time, Wang Jianhai had the intention to build a cow pen and pig pen behind him and raise pigs and cattle by himself.

After dinner!

Wang Cheng took his apprentice and two sisters to continue practicing boxing. This is a living habit that he asked his two sisters and his apprentice to develop, and to turn martial arts into a part of his life. Therefore, Wang Cheng asked them to practice boxing every day, persevere, integrate martial arts into life, bone marrow, soul, and become an unswerving belief.

At present, only the little girl Wang Yuanyuan has almost achieved this incorporating into life.

And Zhang Shaoyun and the little girl Wang Xiaolin are just practicing.

No words all night.

Wang Cheng did not go to class the next morning, so he asked his two sisters to stay at home to practice boxing by themselves, or let the little girl play and indulge them for a day.

After breakfast, he took his apprentice Zhang Shaoyun toward Wusheng Mountain. Today is the day when someone bows to the mountain and challenges him by name. This is the first time since he bows to Wusheng Mountain. His opponent is still a Japanese, so he attaches great importance to it.

As we arrived at the foot of Wusheng Mountain, the sun was just over halfway up the mountain, and a long list of cars arrived at the foot of the mountain at this time.

The car doors opened, and Yang Youde, Yang Qingyu, Liu Wuzhong, Liu Shicheng, Liu Qing and other experts from the Yang and Liu families walked out of the car, and each of them looked very serious.

Several other cars walked out of the car, some serious men in black suits and surrounded three young men in samurai suits like stars.

The leader was a woman with a ponytail, wearing a kimono, a Tang sword hanging around her waist, a starry-eyed look, a cold expression, and a heroic spirit.

Standing there, it made people feel chilled when they looked, and a sharp aura came to their faces, as if the blade was aimed at.

Wang Cheng knew that this woman should be the first name on the visit - Dongxingyue!

After getting off the car, this large group of people obviously made an appointment to come together. They should have regarded Wu Shengshan as a place for competition. After getting off the car, everyone also saw Wang Cheng and Zhang Shaoyun, the master and apprentice, who were walking through the path not far away.

Yang Youde whispered to Yang Qingyu beside him: "Wang Cheng has come here."

Yang Qingyu looked serious and just nodded. She knew what her grandfather meant. She has been practicing this persistent concept of martial arts recently. Except for taking a bus with everyone this morning, she almost always walks on her feet at other times. Even when she went to the nearby county town once half a month ago, she leaned on her feet and spent more than a day back and forth, and her shoes were broken.

She knew that her talent was not as talented as Wang Cheng, so she had to work harder. If she was surpassed by Wang Cheng in terms of hard work, then the distance between her and Wang Cheng would only be widened in a very short time, and Wang Cheng's back would never be seen in the future.

"snort!"

Dong Xingyue snorted coldly at Wang Cheng who was walking over, looking at Wang Cheng like a blade, without any emotion, only coldness, speaking proficient Chinese, and said coldly: "You are Wang Cheng, the apprentice of Taoist Changhe."

Wang Cheng nodded to Yang Youde and Liu Wuzhong, who looked slightly listless, then looked at Dong Xingyue, nodded and admitted: "Yes, I am Wang Cheng."

"Then today is your death. I will use the blood donation of the three of you to pay tribute to my grandfather's heroic soul."

Dongxingyue's voice was as harsh as ice, and her eyes still swept through Wang Cheng, Yang Qingyu, and Liu Shicheng like a blade, not treating the three of them as living people at all, as if they were looking at three corpses. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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