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"Junior Brother Ye, you may not know. Senior Brother Song's Tai Chi Push Hands is the best in our sect.
In the past, senior teachers all praised Senior Brother Song for his good pushing skills and for understanding the mystery of the yin and yang of Wudang Mountain Tai Chi.
Therefore, it would be basically impossible for an outsider to push Senior Brother Song, who is at the top of the 12th Dan, and has Tai Chi Push Hands, to knock him down.
Doesn't that prove that outsiders are more skilled in Tai Chi practice than Senior Brother Song? Naturally, they are fully qualified to enter the photo studio." Zhao Qingqing, a female elder, seems to be praising Song Chengshan, but in fact it is also a metaphor. Also, it seems that
I have the intention to remind Ye Fan.
After revealing his true identity, Song Chengshan snorted coldly in his heart and said with a smile: "Thank you, junior sister, for exaggerating. Senior brother, I am not that powerful. It's just the favor of the seniors. Of course, let's push our sect's unique skill Tai Chi."
It is also the responsibility of the Wudang sect members of our generation to carry it forward. The more profound a sect’s martial arts is, the more likely it is that the sect will have a future.”
Ye Fan sneered in his heart. But he was very calm and said: "Well, we are very honored today. We can actually compete with the masters of Tai Chi from Wudang Sect. We feel very lucky."
"Mr. Ye agreed?" Song Chengshan glanced sideways at Ye Fan. The old guy was actually not convinced.
I thought that I was careless and underestimated the enemy just now, otherwise, I would have lost face in front of a young man like Ye Fan. Now, of course, I have to get it back hard.
"It's disrespectful." Ye Fan smiled.
"Master, I think it's rare to see this kind of competition among disciples. After all these years, it's hard for me, Song Chengshan, to meet someone who can be called a partner for discussion." Song Chengshan was old-fashioned.
Although the other elders felt a little uncomfortable hearing these words, Song Chengshan did have the highest level of skill among these people, so everyone had to hold back their unhappiness.
"Uncle Song, do you mean to arrange for the disciples to observe and learn?" Zhang Tianlin actually sneered in his heart, knowing that Ye Fan had semi-innate strength, Song Chengshan was definitely humiliating himself this time.
"That's right. It's a rare opportunity. It's good to let the disciples gain experience. Although the disciples in our sect often send people out to go out and participate in some martial arts conferences. However, those are just showy and useless.
It's just a performance. It's really rare to see real masters competing against each other." Li Shandao also joined in the fun.
"Uncle Zhao, go make arrangements and gather all the core disciples to watch the masters compete." Zhang Tianlin was naturally happy to make arrangements.
Soon, dozens of disciples gathered around the Wudang Sect's training ground. Everyone heard that Master Song was competing with Master Ye, and they were all very excited.
"This is Ye Fan, the junior brother recognized by Master Wuchen in our sect. I heard that Master Wuchen has passed on the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi in our sect to him.
Therefore, I, Song Chengshan, am here to consider on behalf of the Wudang Sect how much Junior Brother Ye has mastered the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi.
Is he qualified to be our junior brother?" Song Chengshan did not forget to show off his senior brother's qualifications.
Song Chengshan is the fourth eldest among the older generation, and is also known as the fourth senior brother. The eldest brother Zhang Youchen has not been seen for many years since he went to live in seclusion in the back mountain. The second senior brother Zhang Wuchen is basically invisible to people.
It is extremely rare for him to show his face in the sect, and the third senior brother Yang Dingtian is an old man who lives in peace with the world. He knows how to guard his library every day and rarely shows his face. Even the meals are collected by his disciples every day.
If the sect had not encountered a huge event, Yang Dingtian would not have come here. As for Yang Dingtian's basic skills, Song Chengshan believed that he was not that good.
Therefore, Song Chengshan has become the oldest and most powerful generation among this group of people. Naturally, this guy has developed an arrogant and arrogant attitude.
Ever since Zhang Tianlin was poisoned, Song Chengshan has actually been the one who keeps his word in the Wudang Sect.
Sometimes Zhang Tianlin's speech is not as effective as Song Chengshan's, and he seems to be in danger of being ignored by Song Chengshan.
Of course, Zhang Tianlin also saw this. It was a matter of urgency. But it was useless to be anxious. His own skills were indeed incapable of improvement. If the master's skills were not good enough, it would naturally be difficult for his disciples to be convinced.
Fortunately, Zhang Wuchen's reputation as a master was there to hold him back. Otherwise, Zhang Tianlin's 'butt' would have been blown off by others.
"Hahaha, please be merciful when you think about it later. Junior brother, after all, I have just started learning, and I am still quite unfamiliar. Moreover, this experience cannot be learned all at once." Ye Fan clasped his fists seemingly modestly.
"Mr. Ye, don't call me senior brother until you pass the test. Because if Mr. Ye can't stand the test, no one will recognize this junior brother.
I believe that even senior brother Wuchen would think so if he knew about it." Song Chengshan was really overbearing, and even Li Shandao who was with him frowned slightly, feeling that it was a bit too much.
Junior brother Ye Fan is recognized by Zhang Wuchen, the authority in the sect. What qualifications do you, Song Chengshan, have to overturn senior brother Zhang Wuchen's decision behind his back? This is not a blatant attempt to go against senior brother Wuchen.
Not even Li Shandao meant this. Because Zhang Wuchen is simply a 'god' in everyone's eyes. If anyone wants to overturn the 'god's' decision, then it's over, it's over.
"Haha, in order for Senior Brother Wuchen to firmly recognize me as Junior Brother, it seems that I have to work harder to pass Master Song's consideration.
Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that Senior Brother Wuchen's vision is not good enough? He recognizes people wrongly?" Boss Ye's words were so powerful that as soon as he said them, Song Chengshan's face almost turned black.
This nakedly pushed him to be the opposite of Zhang Wuchen.
"Mr. Ye, let's just discuss each other and don't get involved with Senior Brother Wuchen. He is his business, and we are our own business." Song Chengshan quickly explained.
I'm afraid of causing public anger. Because as soon as Ye Fan said what he said just now, many disciples already booed.
Song Chengshan knew that no matter how hard he worked, it was nothing but bullshit in front of Wuchen authority.
"Hehehe, the one who just got involved was Master Song. You said you wanted to consider Ye on behalf of the Wudang Sect.
If I hadn't known that the leader of Wudang is Zhang Tianlin's nephew, I would have thought you were the leader of Wudang?
Because even Senior Nephew Zhang has been calling Ye his uncle, Master Song has always had to consider him." Boss Ye pressed forward step by step, and Song Chengshan almost went crazy.
Zhang Tianlin naturally shouted in his heart - so happy!
"Uncle Ye and Uncle Song just wanted to prop up Wudang's reputation, so he worked hard for the Wudang sect.
As we all know, in modern society, competition is becoming more and more fierce. This is an era of fighting for fathers, but our Wudang Clan does not have so many fathers to fight for.
Therefore, we have to fight for connections and strength. Under the impact of the modern wave, all major sects have been severely impacted.
Recruiting disciples requires financial backing, and cultivating talents is even more important. Therefore, Master Song is ‘intentional’.” There is something in Zhang Tianlin’s words. What do you want to do if you are determined? Do you like my position as the leader?
"Master Nephew, that's just what I, Song Chengshan, did. We elders should dedicate ourselves to the Wudang Sect and work hard to promote the sect and bring glory to the sect." Song Chengshan was extremely angry, but he After restraining himself, he moved his hand and said, "Mr. Ye, let's get started."
"Okay, let's get started." Ye Fan looked like he didn't care at all, which made Song Chengshan feel slighted. The old guy was so angry that he started to mess around on the spot with his fists and feet.
Soon, he pushed his hands forward, and Ye Fan struck out with both palms. Suddenly, the four palms were intertwined together.
Started to ‘push’.
Tai Chi push hands, also known as beating hands, rubbing hands, and shaking hands, is a two-person bare-handed confrontation exercise in Tai Chi. It is a physical and functional relationship with Tai Chi routines, complementing each other and bringing out the best in each other. It has a history of thousands of years.
Later, some other martial arts schools also absorbed this practice method, producing push hands of various schools.
One of the boxing records circulated in the Qing Dynasty, "The Fighter's Song", reads: "Press and squeeze the beards carefully, and follow each other up and down to make it difficult for others to enter. Let him hit me with great strength, dragging four liang and lifting a thousand catties. The introduction will fail and the result will be lost." Come out, stick together and follow without losing your head. Stillness and movement follow each other."
Tai Chi Push Hands looks very slow, but in fact, the process of pushing each other contains wisdom and strength.
If you are accidentally pulled or pushed, a dog will chew the mud or rear its head.
Snap...
There was a loud bang from the four palms, and a small hole was suddenly blasted into the ground. The big green floor tiles were shaken so much that they flew up and turned into flying bricks.
"Okay!" The disciples became excited. They had never seen such a high level of skill. The four palms touching each other could actually make the big blue bricks fly up.
"What a magical skill." A certain disciple sighed.
After the flying bricks shattered and dispersed, both sides retreated ten meters away.
Song Chengshan's face was gloomy, and he stood on the spot and began to circle. Moreover, the more he circled, the faster he went.
Soon, Song Chengshan disappeared and was replaced by a circle of figures, as if five or six Song Chengshan had appeared in an illusion.
Gradually, the disciples watching the battle felt tremendous pressure. Wave after wave of whirlwind disks came from the circle of Song Chengshan's figures, making the air vibrate.
The pressure was too great, and the disciples had to retreat dozens of meters. Everyone stared at Song Chengshan in excitement and shock, and cheers came one after another.
On the other hand, Ye Fan actually stood still as if he was stupid. He seemed to be in a daze.
"Are you scared?" someone asked.
"I guess I'm stupid. Seeing how powerful Uncle Song is, I was at a loss as to how to deal with him. When Master Song's powerful thing comes out later, this person named Ye will probably be in bad luck." A certain disciple replied.
"Do you think Master Wuchen could see the wrong person?" someone asked.
"Probably...no way..." someone replied, not sure. (To be continued)