What does a real master look like?

Wang Cheng has never had a real concept. The most powerful thing he had fought before was Yang Wuji and Yang Qingyu, but neither of them was anything special. At most, they were stronger than him. The whip force displayed by Tai Chi's whip hand was very strong. But he believed that in a short time, he would be no weaker than them in one or two years at most.

If he had not been sick since childhood, he believed that he would not be weaker than them now.

So, how powerful are the top masters? How powerful are they than Yang Wuji and Yang Qingyu? How powerful are they?

Now, Wang Cheng is witnessing it with his own eyes.

The old Taoist Changhe and Liu Wuzhong performed for Wang Cheng personally. How powerful are they?

When practicing Xingyiquan, Liu Wuzhong has been practicing cannon boxing for forty or fifty years. The cannon boxing has been perfect, almost reaching the edge of condensed gang. If he can also practice the other powers of Xingyiquan to this level, he can immediately condense the gang Qi. If he exerts a little force, ordinary people will be beaten to death, and it is the way to die if the bones and tendons of the body are completely broken.

What is extraordinary about Wusheng Mountain martial arts practiced to the depths?

Wang Cheng was very concerned about this because he had become a disciple of the old Taoist priest of Wusheng Mountain, which was related to his future.

The old Taoist priest's face was calm. Compared to Liu Wuzhong, whose face was red, he was much calmer, but his whole body was as strong as steel plates. He did not dodge the pieces of gravel that hit him, but when he hit him, he was shattered into smaller pieces.

Waving his fists was like a huge slurry stirring a river. Wang Cheng could see the air flow with his naked eyes like a river water being pushed by the old Taoist priest's hands. After taking a breath, a burst of air flow was impacted around him.

Really like a long whale sucking water.

Wusheng Mountain martial arts focuses on cultivation, rejuvenation and rest. When practicing to the level of Taoist Changhe, the strong qi and blood in the body and the strength of the internal organs have reached an incredible level.

"Boy Wang Cheng, I can see clearly. This is your master's Earth Evil Fist."

Yang De said in a deep voice to Wang Cheng. His voice was solid in the shocking air, and he was not dispersed with sound waves. He came directly to Wang Cheng's ears: "Wu Shengshan Disha Fist is a horizontal practice. Your master has been practicing this boxing for a lifetime. If you use the boxing technique, your body will be filled with blood and hard as iron. No ordinary bullets can damage your master."

Wang Cheng's eyes widened when he heard this.

Can you resist horizontal practice of using your body to resist bullets?

The legendary Shaolin Golden Bell Shadow and Thirteen Taibao are not that powerful, right?

call……

Liu Wuzhong has a profound boxing technique. Xingyiquan is quick to fight quickly and move faster and faster. Finally, he broke through Changhe's two fists with one punch, hit Changhe's abdomen with one punch. The cannon power exploded instantly, and with a low sound, the airflow in the old Taoist priest's abdomen fluctuated, the jacket was broken, but the skin on the abdomen was still the same.

The old Taoist priest ignored the punch at all, and even turned around and smashed it down from a high point. It was a move in the Earth Demon boxing technique. The huge force rolled the air flow, and Liu Wuzhong could not avoid it. He could only cross his hands and press it on his head and resist it.

Bang!

Liu Wuzhong's hands trembled, his knees bent slightly, and his feet instantly fell to the ground, his face flushed red.

The strength of this punch is beyond imagination.

The old Taoist priest has practiced qi, blood, and strength for decades. He does not condense his strength, and his strength is beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Huhu...

The old Taoist priest took a long breath again and punched again. Liu Wuzhong felt very frustrated, his feet were a little numb, his bones were trembling, and he hurriedly stepped back, his body agilely avoided the punch, then turned his body again and rushed back, and another powerful cannon punch.

This is a horseback shot. It is rumored that the earliest Xingyiquan evolved from the spear technique. Masters who practice Xingyiquan will shake the gun and understand the power from the spear.

boom…………

An explosion.

The old Taoist priest blocked the punch, but was beaten by the powerful and strong cannon force and took a step back, leaving two clear footprints under his feet.

"Old Master, if you just rely on your thick skin, you can't beat me."

Liu Wuzhong shouted in a deep voice.

The old Taoist priest was called invincible at that time because no one could break the horizontal training of his Earth Evil boxing technique. When he was young, he was hit by more than a dozen bullets on the battlefield and survived.

Wang Cheng can still see some scars from the old Taoist priest's naked upper body.

However, although Taoist Changhe was called invincible, he could not defeat others because he was just because he was not able to beat others because he was not as good as his skin and thick flesh.

Now that I am older, the disadvantages of practicing horizontal kung fu have emerged. Changhe can clearly feel that the power of the Earthly Demon boxing is declining, because when you get older, your qi and blood will definitely be deficient.

This is also the Disha Boxing technique belongs to Taoist boxing, so it is not practiced by being beaten, but by using internal qi and blood to strengthen the external muscles, bones and skin. Only then can he control it and still have such power.

If it were Shaolin's Thirteenth Taibao, at this age, if the body was invasive and it would be difficult to get out of bed. It would be a problem whether he could live for so long.

Liu Wuzhong's cannon fist can barely cause a little damage to the current old Taoist priests and threaten the qi, blood and internal organs in their bodies, but it does not have much threat. If it were Yang Qingyu and Yang Wuji, the old Taoist priest could stand and beat them for a day and a night.

Liu Wuzhong cannot defeat the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest's boxing moves cannot defeat Liu Wuzhong's Xingyi Cannon Fist.

Yang De shook his head slightly, his face became serious and solemn, and he was also sad and lonely, and he looked at the old Taoist priest with a steady look.

Wang Cheng didn't know why Yang De had such an expression.

At this time.

Liu Wuzhong's words have just fallen.

The aura of Changhe changed and his breath became longer and longer. With one breath, you could almost see two airflows coming in and out of his breath. Staring at Liu Wuzhong, he said in a deep voice: "Old Taoist priest, I have found the real successor, so I have no regrets. Today, let Lao Liu, you are the first to try my unique skills in Wusheng Mountain."

Liu Wuzhong's expression changed drastically in an instant. He hurriedly took a step back and stared at the old Taoist priest with wide eyes: "Changhe, you, you, you, have you actually taken this step? Do you know the consequences?"

Changhe's face was serious: "Of course I know that I don't need you to remind me, just take a punch."

Liu Wuzhong hurriedly shouted softly, punched the air several times in succession with both hands. This was a sign of lifting the qi and blood in his body, which was also a sign of doing his best.

Boom boom boom boom...

Changhe took a step, his fists changed, as if pointing at the stars in the sky, with the momentum of picking stars and holding the moon. The airflow around him changed with his body and arms, and then suddenly he punched out, and an illusory fist suddenly appeared and rushed towards Liu Wuzhong.

Liu Wuzhong condensed his momentum and blood, and he also attacked the cannon fist. He did not retreat, but only advanced. This is Xingyi. He hit the illusory fist with one punch, and with a loud bang, Liu Wuzhong vomited blood.

However, the old Taoist priest did not stop and took another step forward. The boxing technique changed again. A cracking sound appeared on one arm, and a layer of light and shadow appeared on the arm. The breath of the arm changed and it smashed towards Liu Wuzhong.

Liu Wuzhong was shocked by the huge aura and could not dodge, nor dared to dodge. He shouted, bent his legs, stole a horse, raised his hands, burst out all over his body's blood, his body's muscles bulged, and several clothes were shattered.

Wang Cheng was stunned. This was completely beyond his imagination.

Too awesome.

The old Taoist priest punched him, but he was unreasonable. He had no skills or strategies. He was just a straightforward move. He used his power to suppress people with strength and strength. With his powerful aura and strength, Liu Wuzhong had no way to dodge and could only resist, but where could he resist it?

A roar!

Liu Wuzhong was hit by a punch and knelt on the ground. There was a one-meter-long pit on the ground. Liu Wuzhong knelt on the center of the pit, and the surrounding area was shattered inch by inch.

Yang De murmured in a low voice: "Disha, Tiangang, what a pity, old Taoist, you are practicing Tiangang now, is it a disaster or not a blessing. I hope this kid can make you feel at ease."

puff!

The scene became quiet, and Liu Wuzhong spurted out seven or eight meters away with a mouthful of blood. The blood donated thickly and a stream of dust rolled up on the ground: "I lost, I lost."

The old Taoist priest immediately turned around and picked up his clothes on the table not far away and put them on his body, saying lightly: "You must not lose under my Tiangang boxing technique, unless you practice the five elements, condense the five kinds of strength, and gather energy to form the gang."

Wang Cheng was stunned. The realm of warrior he knew was that only the legendary super strong man could condense his energy and become a stimulus, and he was the ultimate cultivation of power.

Practicing qi, harnessing blood, condensing strength, and gathering gang is very simple, but it is very difficult. To put it simply, people who practice martial arts have stronger strength, which is the realm of Mingjin, and then condense the strength, which is the realm of dark energy. After that, you must condense the strength into it, and the whole body is smooth and the strength is superb, which is the realm of transforming strength.

After transporting qi and blood, the qi and blood are condensed, the empty pill is condensed, which is the realm of the Baodan after the transformation of strength, which is the realm of the current old Taoist priests, Liu Wuzhong, and Yang De. The old Taoist priests directly use qi and blood to condense the pill. Although they do not practice qi and blood, they are also super masters of the Baodan realm.

Qi and blood hold the pill, and the strength and strength are increased again. Understanding the secret can drive the airflow to condense the qi. This is the legendary realm. It is said that only the top masters of the Republic of China have the strength of realm.

The boxing technique that the old Taoist priest just used was to initially condense the Qi.

However, Wu Shengshan’s martial arts do not condense the strength, how can it condense the savage?

It seems that this is the mystery of Wusheng Mountain martial arts again.

If Taoist martial arts can condense the Gang, its combat power will definitely rise sharply, because it is extremely thick and blood and has huge strength. After condensed the Gang, it also has huge advantages.

Liu Wuzhong stood up with a wry smile and grew older. He consumed a lot of this battle, but he finally lost. He was convinced by the loss. He shook his head and said, "I learned from the disciple of Hutou Shaobao. Xingyiquan is not authentic. It is already a lucky thing to get the mystery of cannon boxing. How can I know all the true meaning of Xingyiquan? I have no hope of Condensing Gang in my life. So, ten years ago, I asked my disciple Chaoying to learn boxing under the Northern Li family."

Yang De's eyes lit up when he heard this. He knew about this, but Liu Chaoying had been indifferent for ten years.

Liu Wuzhong continued, "I gave in to you today because I lost to Tiangang Fist. The past has passed, and my two disciples have a hard life. I hope I can see them come out in the future."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and signaled everyone to sit down, pour tea for Liu Wuzhong and Yang De, and said calmly: "My martial arts in Wusheng Mountain is profound and profound. I have learned the skin and fur all my life. I have made some achievements with my rough skin and thick flesh. In fact, I am ashamed of all the ancestors, Disha, Tiangang, and Zhoutian. I have only learned the essence of Disha. Tiangang boxing techniques are barely understood and condensed with one hand. As for Zhoutian boxing techniques, I don't even have the ability to take out the boxing score."

As he said that, the old Taoist priest looked at Wang Cheng and said, "You are my closed disciple and the only successor to Wusheng Mountain. Can you see it clearly today?"

Wang Cheng kept replaying every detail of the two of them’s fighting just now, saying, “I saw it clearly, but I didn’t understand it.”

"If you don't understand, you don't need to worry too much. You will understand slowly in the future. When you go back, you just need to continue polishing your blood and come to me again in a month. Now you can leave."

The old Taoist priest started to drive people away.

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and let me go? What about the secret that was agreed to pass on? What about the world that was agreed to be invincible? I felt helpless and aggrieved.

However, Yang De and Liu Wuzhong were both sitting here, and there was no sign of this. As a junior, Wang Cheng did not dare to refute the old Taoist priest, so he could only say respectfully: "Yes, master."

Then, he turned around and left.

Watching Wang Cheng leave the courtyard, the old Taoist priest picked up the teacup and vomited blood into the teacup, his face also became listless. He suppressed the blood for a long time.

Yang De shook his head and said regretfully: "Why do you have to do this?"

"Haha, my biggest regret in my lifetime is that I buried the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain. Now, Tiangang Fist has appeared in my hands, and there is no regret."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said without caring that the blood from the corner of his mouth was wiped away.

Liu Wuzhong and Yang De both developed admiration for the old Taoist priests.
Chapter completed!