As soon as Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking, the entire hall was shocked. Everyone behind Zhao Min changed their colors and shouted angrily: "Nothing nonsense!" "Shut up!" "Small brat fart!"

Zhao Min's face was flushed, her face was incompetent, and she was only three points of furious in her expression, but seven points of shyness. A big leader who called out to the rich suddenly turned into a slutty little girl. But this spirit was only a matter of a moment. She focused her mind slightly, and her face was covered with frost. She said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Zhang Zhenren, if you don't want to show your skills, then leave a word, just say that the Wudang Sect is a person who deceives the world and steals the reputation. We all clapped and left. What's the harm in releasing Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, the boys like you are returning to you?"

At this time, the disciples of the Ming Cult arrived one by one, saying that monks, Zhou Dian, Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao and others came to the Sanqing Palace one by one to pay homage to Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji. Zhao Min estimated the situation and became increasingly dissatisfied with the plan to eradicate Wudang. She said coldly: "Zhang Zhenren, you can compete with my San first."

Na San took a step and clasped his fists and said, "Please, Zhenren Zhang!" He kicked his left foot and rattled it, breaking three square bricks underground. It was not uncommon for him to break the blue bricks at his feet. It was difficult for the two square bricks nearby to be shattered by the force of this kick.

The Ming Cultivate looked at each other and was secretly surprised. What a deep internal force!

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, walked slowly to the center of the hall, and said, "I have created a set of boxing techniques in recent years, called 'Tai Chi', which is quite different from general martial arts. This donor must confirm the martial arts skills of the Wudang School. I used the tricks in Tai Chi to break up a few moves, and took the opportunity to get my years of hard work to the Fang family."

"Haha..." Bai Xiaosheng chuckled again, and he shook his head and said, "Brother Dao, he is just a young boy. You are an old senior, why should you bully the young?" As he said that, his head moved and looked at Zhang Wuji beside him.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned and laughed loudly, "Haha... Fellow Taoist's words make sense, but the old Taoist Meng Lang is here. Wuji, come, the old Taoist will teach you Tai Chi, go and learn about the donor's Shaolin art."

Everyone could not have imagined that there was such a change, and they were stunned and surprised. Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and others also looked at Bai Xiaosheng, wondering who this person was, and he could call him fellow Taoist brother Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Tai..." Zhang Wuji stepped forward and bowed. Zhang Sanfeng nodded with satisfaction - this child could become the leader of the Ming Cult, and his skills were absolutely unimaginable, otherwise how could the people of the Ming Cult accept him? Taking this opportunity, Zhang Sanfeng happened to teach him Tai Chi to see how capable he was.

Zhang Sanfeng's hands drooped, his back was facing outward, his fingers were slightly relaxed, his feet were separated and parallel, and then he slowly lifted his arms to his chest, his left arm was half-circled, and his palm was facing the Yin Palm, and his right palm turned over the Yang Palm, and said, "Wuji, you're fine, this is the starting style of Tai Chi." He followed one move after another, calling out the name of the move: the tail of the bird, the single whip, the upper style of the hand, the white crane shined its wings, the knee-hanging step, the progressive move the hammer, like a seal and a closed hand, the cross hand, the tiger returns to the mountain...

Soon, Zhang Sanfeng played the Tai Chi he had learned, but most people didn't understand what they wanted and looked at each other. Zhao Min even shouted that Zhang Sanfeng was stupid. How could he hit someone with such boxing?

Only Bai Xiaosheng and Zhang Wuji were able to understand the mystery of Zhang Sanfeng's boxing technique.

"Wuji, my Tai Chi set is completely different from the martial arts since ancient times. It emphasizes the use of stillness to control movement and the later attack. The trick of this set of boxing is the sixteen words: "Empty spirit and force, tuck the chest and back, loosen the waist and lower the hips, sink the shoulders and drop elbows". It is purely based on the mind, and it is most taboo to use force. The unity of body and spirit is the key to this method of boxing. You can write it down." Zhang Sanfeng asked.

Zhang Wuji nodded slightly, and couldn't help but close his eyes and recall that the scene of Zhang Sanfeng playing boxing was in his mind, and soon disappeared without a trace. He opened his eyes and smiled slightly at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Haha... OK! It's worthy of being a child from Cuishan." Zhang Sanfeng was overjoyed and said, "Wuji kid, just use this Tai Chi to learn about the donor's martial arts."

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji stepped forward slowly and stood opposite A San.

A San didn't care about the care. He had seen Zhang Wuji show his power in the Ming Cult's Guangming Tip and was extremely afraid of him. However, he never cared about Tai Chi.

He calmed down and said, "Master Zhang, let's do it!"

Zhang Wuji said: "The new boxing technique I learned was created by my Tai Master Zhang Zhenren for many years, and it is called 'Tai Chi'. The younger generation may not be able to understand the essence of boxing skills at first practice. Within thirty moves, I am afraid that I will not be able to knock you down. But that is because I have not learned the skills well, and it is not that this set of boxing skills is not good. You must understand this section."

A San was furious. Zhang Wuji actually said that he wanted you to defeat him with the bullshit Tai Chi. He roared angrily, took a step forward, and yelled around, and then rushed towards Zhang Wuji's chest. This move was as fast as lightning. When the fist reached the middle, the left fist rushed to grab it faster, and then came first, hitting Zhang Wuji's face. The strange move was really rare.

When A San's eyelid hit his left fist, Zhang Wuji did not let out a move in Tai Chi to "Ling Bird Tail", his right foot was solid and his left foot was weak, and he used the word "squeezing" to stick to it. His right palm had already put his left wrist and made a horizontal force. A San couldn't help but rush forward, took two steps before he stood still. The audience saw this scene and was shocked in unison.

"It's a good and powerful Tai Chi!" Yang Xiao praised.

The others also agreed one by one. When they saw the old Taoist passing the boxing, they also heard the wonderful principles of the old Taoist, and naturally understood that this set of boxing was not as simple as the surface. At this time, when they saw the leader coming, they just waved it lightly to dissolve A San's fierce punch, but they didn't know the essence of this boxing.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw the Tai Chi that Zhang Wuji used, he nodded slightly and was quite satisfied. This disciple is not bad.

Bai Xiaosheng was right beside him, and he also laughed and said, "Brother Dao, your disciple has learned the two magical skills of Nine Yang and Qiankun. As long as you have seen the martial arts of the world, you can learn it quickly."

"Yes! If it weren't for the Nine Yang Divine Art, Wuji's child wouldn't have lived to this day." Zhang Sanfeng nodded in a clear understanding.

Bai Xiaosheng said: "Old Taoist, although Zhang Wuji is profitable, he is not enough. His understanding of martial arts is too shallow. Alas! This kid has great blessings. If he is willing to work hard, he will definitely be no less than that of you and me."

"Haha... the old Taoist priest didn't think so much. As long as Wuji's child lives well, that's fine." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and said straightforwardly.

The two of them did not deliberately weaken their words. The few people around them heard it and were surprised, especially when they said to Bai Xiaosheng, what does it mean to be a master who is no less than you and me? Could it be that you are a master of the same generation?

The delicate people had long seen that Bai Xiaosheng was not simple anymore. When they heard his words and Zhang Sanfeng's attitude, they even felt that this person was terrible. But who was this person? Why haven't they heard of it before?

Although Zhang Wuji's Tai Chi was not bad at first, after all, after the first use, after A San showed his power, he could only avoid it. However, the people of the Ming Cult cannot see that their genius leader was at a disadvantage and followed them one by one.

Suddenly, Yu Daiyan, who saw Ah San poking his finger into the wooden pillar, shouted: "Stop it! Are you the Vajra Finger Power of the Shaolin Sect?"

Zhang Wuji jumped away and heard the seven words "Shaolin Sect's Vajra Finger Power", and immediately remembered that Yu Daiyan was injured by the Shaolin Sect's Vajra Finger Power. For twenty years, the Wudang Sect has deeply complained about Shaolin for this. It seems that the real murderer is the person in front of him.

He thought of Bai Xiaosheng's words back then and blurted out: "Are you a member of the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions?"

A Sanben wanted to answer Yu Daiyan's words. When he heard Zhang Wuji's words, he looked at him in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that you actually know my Vajra Sect."

"It's really you." Zhang Wuji was furious, his whole body was full of energy, and the bluestone under his feet shattered.

Those who don’t understand seem to be unable to understand what the two of them said, but Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan understood. Zhang Sanfeng looked ugly and said, “I didn’t expect that you were the successor of Huo Foreword Tuo. I, a little disciple, were also injured by you?”

"Hmph!" Asan smiled grimly and said coldly: "Who taught him to be a hero and refuse to tell the place of the Dragon Slaying Sword? Is it so good to have been disabled for the past twenty years?"

Yu Daiyan said sternly: "Thank you for telling the truth today. It turns out that I was disabled and was the poisonous attack of your Shaolin sect in the Western Regions. It's a pity... it's a pity for my good fifth brother." When he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but choke up. It's important to know that Zhang Cuishan committed suicide by killing Yin Susu's silver needles, so he was not ashamed to treat his senior brother. In fact, after Yu Daiyan got the silver needles, Yin Susu asked the Longmen Escort to transport it back to Wudang. After he was treated for more than a month, he would recover. His limbs were broken, which was actually due to the poisonous attack of the Dali King Kong Finger. If the culprit was found that day, Zhang Cuishan and his wife would not have died tragically. Yu Daiyan was both sad that his junior brother died innocently, and hated that he had become a useless person. He was full of resentment and felt that fire was about to spit out of his eyes.

Zhang Wuji was also angry and his eyes were red. This was the pain in his heart. "Asan, come with the 'Black Jade Intermittent Ointment'!"

A Sanda was surprised: "The secret of this sect's bone-sustaining medicine is extremely secret. Even the ordinary disciples of this sect don't know its name, but where did you hear it?"

"Bring it!" Zhang Wuji didn't want to say anything more. He took a step forward and his whole body was full of power.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" Zhang Sanfeng moved his feet, his body like a phantom, and went straight to Zhao Min. "Prince, be careful!" The two elders Xuanming behind Zhao Min quickly pulled Zhao Min, blocking him, and slapped his palms together.

Zhang Sanfeng shouted coldly, and his claws slapped a palm on a person's palm. He pulled and swung, but directly transferred the force, causing the two of them to collide and resolve the attacks of the two. Zhang Sanfeng's left hand was traction in the air, and the endless force was like an explosion of whirlwind. In an instant, a person next to him was tilted. There was another hook under his feet, and the person who hit the other side fell to the ground. It was difficult to catch Zhao Min again.

She had already hid in the crowd.
Chapter completed!