Tang Wenhao and Master Shu Ran chatted for less than half an hour. The little monk came in to report and said that the training ground was ready, so please go over with Master Shu Ran and Tang Wenhao, "Donor Tang, please!"
"Okay, Master, please," Tang Wenhao replied with a smile.
When I arrived at the Shaolin Practice Field, the venue was indeed wide. There were monks standing in the middle, all of whom were shiny on their heads, arranged neatly in square shapes in the training field. There was an open space in the middle, and there was a camera next to it. A monk was fiddling with the camera, as if focusing.
Seeing this, Tang Wenhao thought to himself that Shaolin really wants to have a company, and all kinds of modern tools are well equipped. Just now, I seemed to have seen two young monks leading the way have communication tools such as mobile phones and walkie-talkies. It seems that Master Shiran is managing Shaolin in the enterprise model.
Shu Ran and Tang Wenhao walked into the middle of the open space. Shu Ran first explained to his disciples and told these disciples that Tang Wenhao had Shaolin's unique skill, Xiaoyao Arhat Fist, which had been lost for thousands of years. This time, Tang Wenhao came here to demonstrate and leave a video for Shaolin to archive, so that the disciples could open their eyes.
Some martial arts disciples were very excited when they heard this and eagerly hoped that Tang Wenhao would demonstrate it to them quickly. After Master Shu Ran finished his explanation, he did not ask Tang Wenhao to start immediately. Instead, he led his disciples to chant Buddha's name to Tang Wenhao to show respect and gratitude, which made Tang Wenhao feel embarrassed.
After the ceremony, Master Shu Ran smiled at Tang Wenhao who was a little shy and said, "Donor Tang, please." As he said that, he moved away from the open space and went to the side to watch.
Tang Wenhao nodded, watching Shu Ran withdraw from the open space, take off his coat, and then hand it over to the little monk beside him. He went to the open space, clasped his fists and saluted Master Shu Ran and bowed to his disciples, "Master, brothers, Tang Wenhao is ugly." After saying that, he began to make preparatory actions, warm up, and then formally demonstrated Xiaoyao Arhat Fist.
In fact, the biggest feature of Xiaoyao Arhat Fist is that it seems ordinary, but it is very practical, especially when a person demonstrates, he has no characteristics or characteristics. He cannot tell at all that this kind of kung fu is a skill that has been lost for thousands of years. Therefore, after the end, it attracted many monks to tease and disdain.
Some people couldn't help but mutter below, "Senior Brother, is this a thousand-year-old skill? I see that your three moves of the Vajra finger can poke a hole in him, what! You are the boxing champion! Last time he won the senior brother Jianhua, it seemed that he won the points."
"Junior brother, you must not underestimate the skills of the donor Tang. All seemingly ordinary skills have their own unique features. The skills of the senior brother have gone to the south to appreciate the practice method of Wing Chun, which is also very ordinary! However, even in Shaolin, we cannot underestimate Wing Chun's practical nature, which shows that Xiaoyao Arhat Fist is known for his body skills."
"Yes, I agree with the eldest brother's opinion, but I really didn't see what's so good about this Xiaoyao Arhat Fist. Otherwise, I'll meet him. Senior brother, master won't be angry, right?" A monk couldn't help it.
"No, Master said, what are you doing? This is also a way to make friends through martial arts, let's talk."
Therefore, as soon as Tang Wenhao finished the demonstration, before Master Shu Ran could speak, the young monk shouted to Master Shu Ran, "Master, I want to learn about Donor Tang's Free Yakuhara Fist."
Master Shu Ran looked back and smiled, "Haha, Mingkong, do you really want to try it?"
"Yes, Master, I want to ask Mr. Tang in person, this opportunity is rare."
Master Shi Ran gave Tang Wenhao a look. Tang Wenhao actually thought of this point. Knowing that Shaolin is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, after his demonstration, the young Shaolin disciples, who were naturally in a state of being strong, would challenge him. Moreover, when he learned this Xiaoyao Arhat Fist, he looked down on him, but he didn't expect that he would be more and more powerful later.
He knew that if he did not accept the challenge, these monks looked down on him even more. If they returned to Shaolin in the future, they would not like him. So he bowed his hand and said, "Master, since the brothers and brothers want to learn some skills, I will naturally accompany you. Senior Brother Mingkong, please!"
The scene became lively now. Master Shu Ran ordered the monk who took the camera to record the competition between Tang Wenhao and Mingkong, which can be used as an example for teaching courses in the future.
Looking at Mingkong again, when he arrived at Tang Wenhao, he first put his hands together to salute. Tang Wenhao hurriedly returned the salute, and then the two began to circulate around the open space. Tang Wenhao knew that one or two hundred monks at the scene would pull out one of them casually, and he was very skilled, so he did not dare to neglect the slightest.
He knew very well that the challenge had just begun. The disciples below must have a character who was more powerful than Mingkong who was eager to look at them. He must not use all his strength at once, otherwise, if the masters see the flaws, he will soon lose in the next round.
After the two fought together, Tang Wenhao immediately felt the pressure. Mingkong was practicing external skills. His fists and palms, or even kicked him, had no effect at all. He was still as stable as Mount Tai.
After Mingkong and Tang Wenhao fought, he also felt that Tang Wenhao's kung fu was not as bad as he imagined. It seemed sparse and ordinary, but if he really wanted to hit him, he would easily resolve his offensive. This made him feel a little respect from the heart and dared not be so arrogant to Tang Wenhao anymore. He also reminded himself to deal with it carefully, otherwise he would probably lose.
But even so, Mingkong underestimated Tang Wenhao's strength because Tang Wenhao only used half of his skills. In addition, in the past three years, he has experienced many battles and even fought with wild beasts many times. Not only did he absorb a lot of martial arts nutrition from his opponents, but he also learned many very practical skills from the wild beasts. Therefore, his current Xiaoyao Arhat Fist will participate in many elements of Xingyiquan in actual combat, but he just doesn't know it.
However, these elements of Xingyiquan were not available in his demonstration. This was purely what he naturally integrated into in actual combat. It required the opponent's force, and the opponent's attack would inspire him to use these strange moves.
For example, he felt that Mingkong's hard qigong was very powerful, with thick skin and thick flesh, and it seemed that there was no effect on his body. Then he would naturally change his attack method and no longer fight close to him, but instead win with skills and body skills, and then integrate into the acupointing technique and the entangled body technique he realized when fighting with the giant python, quickly surround Mingkong's body, adjust his direction and hit his weakness.
Therefore, after fifty rounds, Mingkong was overwhelmed. At this time, Tang Wenhao had already used 70% of his skills. By the eighty rounds, Mingkong was obviously in defeat and sweated heavily on his head.
"Junior Brother Mingkong, come down! Let the eldest brother meet Mr. Tang!" The eldest brother on the field shouted.
When he shouted like this, Mingkong, panting, quickly jumped out of the battlefield. Tang Wenhao did not chase him, retreated and bowed and smiled, "Senior Brother Mingkong, accept the offer!"
"Amitabha, the Xiaoyao Arhat Fist of Donor Tang is indeed extraordinary, Mingkong admits defeat."
"Mingkong, you really lost, go ahead! Let your senior brother compete with Mr. Tang! Mingjing, make friends with martial arts, not to mention Mr. Tang is already my Shaolin lay disciple, he is your junior brother, so you can't hurt others seriously, do you understand?" Master Shi Ran reminded.
"Master, don't worry! The disciple remembers it," Mingjing said, and then walked to Tang Wenhao's side.
Tang Wenhao raised his eyes and saw that this senior brother Mingjing had a little more domineering attitude than Mingkong. Judging from his momentum, his kung fu must be above Mingkong, so he must be very careful.
So he hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior Brother Mingjing! I hope Senior Brother Mingjing will show mercy."
"Hehe, it's easy to say, donor Tang, please," Mingjing said with a smile.
So, the two began a nervous competition. Because they watched the competition between Tang Wenhao and Mingkong for nearly half an hour off the court, he had already gained some understanding of Tang Wenhao's characteristics. Moreover, when Tang Wenhao competed with the lay disciple on the stage, they would definitely study Tang Wenhao's playing style as Shaolin disciples. Therefore, after Tang Wenhao fought with him, he immediately realized the crisis.
It seems that all his attacks will be known by the opponent in advance, so this pressure is very great, and he is not clear about the opponent's method, because he found that Senior Brother Mingjing's moves change very quickly, and his internal and external skills are very good. It can be said that his comprehensive strength is very strong and his adaptability is first-class.
Tang Wenhao used eight success powers when fighting him. Even so, he felt very stressed. Of course, Mingjing didn't feel so relaxed. He was also very surprised. When watching off the stage, he seemed to be 100% sure that he could knock Tang Wenhao down. However, after coming up, he found that this was not the case. Tang Wenhao's kung fu was far from being as inappropriate as he saw off the stage.
He was obviously sure that he could knock him down with one punch, but when the fist approached him, he would easily resolve it. Moreover, he would attack him in the opposite direction at the same time. He found that after every passive attack by Tang Wenhao, a counter attack would appear, which would make you unable to defend.
Mingjing didn't know that Tang Wenhao was a stronger opponent. When he met a master like Mingjing, his potential in his body would be greatly improved. Therefore, when his attack became more and more fierce, Tang Wenhao's counterattack after defense would be more fierce, and he would become more courageous as he fought.
Master Shu Ran, who was watching the game off the court, stared at Tang Wenhao's moves and moves intently, nodding his head constantly, his face full of smiles. He was full of love for Tang Wenhao in his heart. He knew Mingjing's kung fu. Among the current monks in Shaolin, he was outstanding, and he was a talent with outstanding wisdom, diligence and morality. He even wanted Mingjing to be his successor in the future.
But he didn't expect that Tang Wenhao's wisdom should be much higher than Mingjing. Mingjing's many moves were relieved. He didn't expect that Tang Wenhao would use a way he could not imagine. Although he knew how to resolve it, he found that Tang Wenhao's method was better than his method. This person was indeed a martial arts genius who was rare in a century.