Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 242: Danqing and Tai Chi
"Come again?"
Wang Ye made a big cross with his hands on his chest. He didn’t want to continue fighting.
The few rounds of fighting with Wang Bing just now were exhausting. Now that both of us have finally stopped, we are still fighting...
Stop it!
"Master Wang, a man can't say he's incapable!"
A ball of ink began to appear on the tip of the Tianyuan Brush in Wang Bing's hand, and the energy that looked like cooking smoke began to overflow from his body. "Also, I think you should know in your heart that Master Chen will definitely have to hold back his ultimate move when he returns this time. It was a bit embarrassing that I was caught by your illusion last time!"
"You just said that you still have two more chances to fight each other! Master Wang, you can't just rely on your knowledge of Fenghou Qimen and stop moving forward..."
“…”
After hearing what Wang Bing said, Wang Ye also fell silent.
What Wang Bing said was right. He and Chen Jinkui still had two more written tests on the "sincerity" test. If it was true as Wang Bing said, Chen Jinkui had a big move in mind to target Feng Hou Qimen.
But if he loses, do you think he will pass the ball or not?
Let's not post it. After all, this is something that the two of us agreed on. It would be inappropriate not to post it. If I don't wear it, it would seem that I'm not being "honest".
Let's spread it. This Fenghou Qimen belongs to Wudang (it has not been said publicly ). Before he passed away, Master Hong kept telling himself that Fenghou Qimen must be passed down in Wudang.
After thinking for a while, Wang Ye stood up, took a light step, and after firmly establishing his horse stance, the Tai Chi energy in his body began to circulate again. "I have to say, Master Wang, you are right! I am indeed not qualified to challenge the Ten Lords!"
Wang Bing smiled slightly when he saw this scene. It was exactly what he thought.
In the original novel, Wang Ye was a guy who didn't like to cause trouble for others. After driving Chen Jinkui away for the first time, Wang Ye didn't want to cause trouble for others, so he traveled alone across the country and visited various sects.
Wang Bing thought this was a waste of time. He was already in a lot of trouble, so why bother exploring the Eight Great Skills?
It’s not too late to go after you have the ability to protect yourself!
In this life, because of the interference of Wang Bing, the time traveler, Wang Ye has come to terms with it, and he now agrees more with what Wang Bing says.
Let's work harder to become stronger first...
call!
The Tai Chi Qi on Wang Ye's left hand began to turn blue-purple, while the Tai Chi Qi on his right hand turned light gold.
This is……
Tai Chi Yin Hand and Tai Chi Yang Hand!
Can!
It seems that I am very important in Master Wang's heart, so I want to go full throttle from the start!
"I'm ready..."
whoosh!
In just a moment, before Wang Ye could finish his words, Wang Bing's body appeared in front of Wang Ye. Before Wang Ye had any time to react, the Tianyuan Pen in his hand emitted a black light and stabbed straight towards Wang Ye.
when!
A black straight line of light flashed, revealing the tip of the Tianyuan Pen, which hit Wang Ye's palm. However, Wang Bing's own strength was not weak. After Wang Ye caught the shot with his Tai Chi Yang Hand, he could clearly feel that he was slightly inferior to Wang Bing in strength.
Wang Bing exerted force with his arms again, pushing Wang Ye back several steps before stopping. Wang Ye steadied his body, pulled his arms back, and barely controlled the Tianyuan Pen in Wang Bing's hand.
This was still within Wang Ye's tolerance range, and it was many times more restrained than when the two of them were fighting just now.
but……
Wang Ye thought to himself: This Wang Bing is also quite skilled in martial arts.
As for the shot just now, the angle at which Wang Bing fired the shot was extremely tricky.
Fortunately, he chose to use Tai Chi's Yang Hand to block the gunshot. If he used the Yin Hand, not to mention whether he could absorb the Qi energy from the gun, he might have been injured first!
While Wang Ye was admiring Wang Bing's superb spear skills, Wang Bing's mind was searching for information about Tai Chi...
In Wang Bing's images, Tai Chi is a type of Wudang internal martial arts, which has the characteristics of using stillness to control movement, using softness to overcome hardness, using a little force to move a great object, and being the last to arrive but the first to arrive; it also has a martial arts style that moves like flowing clouds and running water, continuously, combining hardness and softness, and being implicit but not revealing.
The Tai Chi that Wudang is practicing now does not refer to the simple Tai Chi routines that we see.
It is a complete set of training methods composed of three different levels of boxing and exercises: Liang Yi, Tai Chi, and Wuji. It goes from the outside to the inside, from movement to stillness, from elementary to advanced, combining movement and stillness, and cultivating both inside and outside.
As for the current Wudang coach, Taoist Yunlong, Wang Bing had met him once, but he felt that this person's aura was a bit hidden, and he had the potential to be a master. Perhaps because of his temper, he has been reluctant to take that step.
"Want to unload my gun?"
But before Wang Bing finished his brainstorming, Wang Ye's other hand had already reached out to grab Wang Bing's Tianyuan pen, but the next second...
Swish!
Wang Ye's Tai Chi power in his left hand actually missed, and a voice rang out from behind him, "Master Wang, be careful!"
Wang Bing's figure appeared behind Wang Ye, and a wave like ink was drawn on the Tianyuan pen.
Danqing·Blood fake!
Tai Chi...
Just as Wang Bing was about to sweep out the gun, Wang Ye used one foot as a fulcrum and swung the other foot outward, instantly closing the distance between him and Wang Bing. He shifted his center of gravity back to his right leg, caught the Tianyuan Pen with both hands, and thrust it forward, directly neutralizing Wang Bing's attack.
Grab the queer tail!
But at the moment when the Tianyuan pen in Wang Bing's hand was blocked, the ball of ink that was originally swung out was directly smeared on Wang Ye's body as if it had life.
The ink stain formed a long black snake on Wang Ye's body at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Control ink with Qi!
hiss!
As the black snake spit out its scarlet tongue, the whole snake seemed to come alive and tied up Wang Ye tightly, making him unable to move!
Right now, another black stream of light appeared, drew a perfect arc in the air, and came down from high in the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Swish!
As the black light fell, the long snake that Wang Bing had tied up Wang Ye was also cut off directly. As for Wang Ye...
There was no figure left.
whoosh!
The next moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of Wang Bing. When the dark shadow got closer, Wang Bing could see Wang Ye 's figure clearly.
Bang!
Wang Bing raised the barrel of his gun and held it in front of him, and then he saw Wang Ye slapping him in the chest.
"Wow! You've already figured this out!"
Wang Ye was also slightly stunned. His speed just now was not slow. Now Wang Ye was very serious and did not look tired at all as before.
After blocking the palm, Wang Bing was also a little surprised and said: "I am not saying anything, Taoist Wang, your attainments in Tai Chi are not low. Why didn't you use it during the Luotian Grand Ceremony? If you were so decisive when fighting Zhuge Qing, you should have won long ago! There was no need to use Fenghou Qimen..."
"It's not as easy as you say..."
Bang!
After fending off Wang Bing, Wang Ye shook his wrist and said, "Some moves are not suitable for use in that kind of situation. We are all fighting in a friendly manner, not a life-and-death battle."
"Also, don't underestimate Zhuge Fox. Zhuge Fox can be called the best of the younger generation, so he must have his own abilities..."
"That's true!"
Wang Bing did not refute. Luotian Dajiao was not a place to kill people. Some killing skills were indeed not suitable to use. Even Wang Bing had to weigh his measures before making a move, so as not to kill someone with too much force.
Tick! Tick!
Drops of ink as big as basketballs slowly dripped onto the ground, gradually turning the ground beneath the two people's feet into a pool of ink.
The mystery of painting and calligraphy!
"Master Wang, next time, you may not be able to deal with it with Tai Chi, so remember to start the formation in time..."
Coo coo coo coo!
As soon as Wang Bing finished speaking, the entire ink pool began to boil, with water splashing and forming one black shadow after another.
Swish!
A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the ink pool, spread its wings in the air, and rushed straight towards Wang Ye.
Seeing this, Wang Ye quickly dodged the flying bird transformed from ink, but before he could stop, another black shadow jumped out from the ink pool behind him. This time, the black shadow turned into a huge black lion, opening its bloody mouth and pouncing towards Wang Ye.
"And lions?!"
The light golden, extremely masculine and powerful energy in Wang Ye's right hand burst out, and he slapped the ink lion on the forehead, breaking it up and turning it back into a ball of ink.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before Wang Ye could withdraw his hand, three tentacles appeared around his body, like long whips, directly binding Wang in place...
But this is not the end...
boom!
As Wang Ye's feet trembled, a huge branch stretched out from the ink pool and entangled Wang Ye and the tentacles.
But……
Bang!
There was a loud explosion, and both the plants and tentacles were blasted open...
Eight divine powers·White Tiger·Strength·Step forward and block the punch!
Looking at Wang Ye with white flames burning on his fist at the gap, Wang Bing opened his eyes slightly. Is Taoist Wang starting to use the magic plate?
whoosh!
After Wang Ye jumped out of the gap, he looked at Wang Bing and said, "Sure, you can summon all kinds of strange things in your black pool, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water..."
"Painting, Little Doyle..."
Wang Bing raised his lips and said, "Did Taoist Wang just combine the power of the divine disk with Tai Chi?"
"Almost! If I hadn't done this just now, I probably wouldn't have been able to break free from you for a while..."
Wang Ye nodded and said, "However, thanks to you, I have figured out some new tricks!"
"Your new tricks are not enough!"
Wang Bing's spoiler syndrome started to strike again, "What if Sect Leader Chen has mastered the golden eyes? He can control six large gold coins to fight you remotely!"
"You said you were going to open a round or not. If you didn't open it, you wouldn't be able to handle the opponent. If you opened it... Then let me ask you, Master Wang, how long do you need to wait between opening two rounds?"
“…”
After a while, Wang Ye couldn't help but complain, "You're really not a warlock?"
