Chapter 72(1/2)
Retract and release freely
Author: Canghai Guyin
Retract and release freely
Tang Li boarded the competition stage.
His opponent was a representative from the Diancang Sect.
The Diancang sect is mentioned in many martial arts and even mythological novels, and often represents mystery and excellence. In reality, the Diancang sect is located in Dali, Yunnan, and integrates various martial arts, ether and boxing, Bagua boxing, and Five Elements
Swords, etc., and is famous for its Five Poison Boxing with extremely local characteristics. It is also a special line of inheritance in the martial arts world.
The representative of the Diancang sect this time is named Bai Pu. He is a young man with a strong body, strong muscles in his arms, and a steady stance. It can be seen that he has a good foundation in martial arts.
"Master Tang, please."
Bai Pu hugged Tang Li and said.
Tang Li nodded and said: "Okay. Master Bai, please."
"I'm offended."
While he was drinking, Bai Pu stepped forward and punched. He stepped like a bow, and his body swam like a snake. In a few steps, he appeared in front of Tang Li. The five fingers of his right hand fluttered and he strangled Tang Li's throat. At the same time, he placed his left hand on Tang Li's throat.
The waist is condensed but still ready to strike, like a black snake hiding, invisibly blocking the opponent's response, and waiting for the opportunity to launch a winning strike anytime and anywhere.
Light, nimble and fast, as well as accurate and fast as the Five Poisons, Bai Pu has mastered the true inheritance of Dian Cang Martial Arts.
"good."
Tang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a step forward, and his right hand met Bai Pu's five fingers.
Before Bai Pu could attack with his left hand, Tang Li twisted his right hand and twisted his arms together. Then he flicked his right arm, his joints resounding like a dragon's roar, and struck Bai Pu down with a whip.
"Um?"
"What!"
At first, Bai Pu didn't pay much attention to it. Only when Tang Li's arm hit his eyes did he suddenly feel the powerful force coming from the hand of the whip. It was like a wave hitting his face, as if every inch of flesh and blood on this arm was...
Filled with majestic energy, it is like countless waves surging, converging, and then rushing towards it.
"Ming Jin?"
"An Jin?"
Bai Pu was a little dazed, his body fell sharply, and he stood on the ground, crossing his arms to block.
But as soon as he raised his arms, they were smashed apart by Tang Li's arm, making him useless and unable to stop him at all.
Bai Pu's face turned pale. Looking at the momentum, if he was hit by this whip hand, even if he broke a few ribs today, he would have to vomit at least one or two mouthfuls of blood. It is even possible that he would have to rest for a while before he could recover.
"Huh?"
Just when Bai Pu was about to grit his teeth and bear it, he suddenly felt the pressure in front of him lighten, and Tang Li's five fingers of his right hand were pressing on his chest. Buzz! His clothes were floating, Bai Pu's feet were dangling in the air, and his body flew backwards, four to five meters away.
, then he almost fell to the ground, took a few steps back, and stood on the ground.
Bai Pu was stunned for a moment, then as if he had suddenly come to his senses, he cupped his fists towards Tang Li and said, "Master Tang, thank you for your mercy. I have lost."
Tang Li also clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Teach me."
…
"Is this going to determine the winner? This competition ended a bit quickly..."
On the high platform, the photography team recorded the competition process. Seeing Bai Pu clasping his fists and admitting defeat, everyone in the team couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Compared to previous competitions, isn't this a bit too lighthearted?
Bai Pu was clearly unscathed, so why did he admit defeat?
Is there some secret here that they can't see?
"Since leaving Taoyu Island, Master Tang's martial arts realm seems to have improved a lot. The combination of light and dark, the change of hardness and softness, and the freedom to do whatever he wants. He must have understood the power of transformation, right?"
In the seats, watching this competition, Wang Chuanyang sighed.
As a member of the Wushu Association and a famous martial arts expert, he can see more than others.
During the competition, Tang Li attacked with his whip hand, showing his strength.
And in the blink of an eye, it turns from light to dark, so soft and pure that it knocks the white paper away. Everything is like moisturizing things silently, flowing like clouds and flowing water.
Retract and release freely.
Do whatever you want.
Tang Li's mastery of light and dark energy has already become a master.
"Master Tang, he is truly a martial arts wizard..."
Whispering in his mouth, Wang Chuanyang even felt a little incredible.
"This young man is pretty good."
In the seat next to Wang Chuanyang, an old man was also watching the competition and said.
This old man is the old martial artist who demonstrated Xingyiquan at the beginning.
"Does Mr. Liu think so too? Mr. Liu, as a senior in the martial arts world, should give more support to such a good young man!" Wang Chuanyang looked at the old martial artist and said.
The old man glared at Wang Chuanyang, "Are you planning something else? Wang Chuanyang, since you became a member of the Wushu Association, all of us old guys who were originally enjoying their old age have been pulled out by you to use our spare energy. Not to mention, there are many people.
Collected martial arts secrets
, I was also deceived and uploaded to the library of the Wushu Association, and from time to time I asked to raise funds to sponsor you to hold exchange meetings. By the way, didn’t you say that if our martial arts secrets were uploaded to the library of the Wushu Association, there would be copyright fees?
?What about the copyright fees? When will they be paid?"
"Ha ha"
"The competition has begun again. This time it is the representatives of Tang Quan versus the descendants of the Bajimen. It will definitely be exciting!"
Wang Chuanyang looked towards the competition stage without taking his eyes away.
…
The sun sets.
The first round of competition came to an end, and fourteen winners were decided.
Delegations from ancient India, Korea and Thailand also sent people to participate in the war.
Only the players from the Thai delegation advanced, and the other two representatives unfortunately lost.
In this round of competition, many eye-catching players also appeared.
For example, Wudang Zhang Shiji.
The successor of Tongjiquan was passed down to Zhou Yunhai, a rising star in the martial arts world.
Feng Xiaohui, a female martial artist from the Emei sect.
And Shaolin monk Yanwu, who practices the Diamond Dragon Claw Hand, seems to hear the roar of a dragon when he strikes.
…
The fierce and exciting competition was exciting and gave people more expectations for the subsequent events.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
In the sky, a full moon appeared, and the night enveloped it.
After the dinner party ended, everyone returned to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day's events and agenda.
The moonlight pours.
Tang Li sat cross-legged on the pavilion outside the house, taking in his breath.
He was also thinking about the competition.
The martial arts of various sects and the meanings pursued by different boxing styles are also a reference and confirmation for his practice.
A few moments later.
Tang Li stood up and started practicing boxing.
Punch.
Elbow.
Sometimes it takes a step forward.
He is practicing Sanshou.
The moonlight shines on him, and changes as he practices boxing, like water flowing.
Sanshou has a long history and has been developed to this day. It has been integrated with modern fighting and has become closer and closer to free fighting. At this moment, Tang Li's Sanshou seems to have returned to its original nature, with a hint of ancient meaning.
In front of you, the properties panel appeared.
[Skill]: Sanshou (Mastery 77/1000)
To be continued...