Yin and Yang, hardness and softness, slowness to control tranquility, late strike to control others, etc.
These are the impressions of Tai Chi that people in that era of information explosion had.
This was also Li Daoqiang’s previous impression of Tai Chi.
It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that they were all right.
But the real horror was the scene in front of me.
Compliance is control, what about reverse?
A quiet flame suddenly rose in my heart.
The clear black and white eyes became darker and darker, and he whispered softly: "This scene must be over."
It seemed like he was sighing and not very satisfied.
It also seems like a faint expectation.
Li Daoqiang raised his hand to pick up the tea cup next to him and took a sip. His breath became quiet and became calmer.
Everyone around was shocked and couldn't calm down. They looked at the figure and couldn't help but speculate.
But inexplicably, not even Murong Qiudi and Jin Bingyun dared to ask.
I just feel that the Li Daoqiang in front of me is different at this moment.
"Take action!"
Suddenly, Pang Ban, who seemed to be getting more and more crazy in his attacks, gave a cold shout.
With a bit of ferocity and a bit of eagerness, he no longer had the arrogance of looking down on all living beings just now, only the fists were heavier, more urgent, and more fierce.
The Eighth Master Ba, whose breath was still fluctuating, frowned and suddenly felt bad. He knew Pang Ban very well. If the situation was not critical, he would never ask for help in such an almost rude manner.
After a breath, he frowned, and a hint of fear appeared.
In his eyes, Pang Ban looked like a fish caught in a net.
The fiercer the struggle, the tighter the entanglement became. Pang Ban was no longer under control!
My heart felt cold.
For the first time in the state of mind of being high above, looking down at the world for nearly a hundred years, I felt a sense of fear.
He immediately suppressed that fear and took action without hesitation.
He raised his palm print and hit the old Taoist hard.
The space seemed to tremble, and the red palm print came a few feet in front of the old Taoist, and it was strangely fast.
And the aura emerging from the palm print seemed to be destroying everything, and even space could not bear it.
Lao Dao's whole body was turbulent like ripples on the water.
Pang Ban's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he roared angrily, his body like a roc about to break through Cangming.
Demonic energy surged, and terrifying cracks appeared in the space around him.
The old Taoist's eyes were still peaceful, without any disturbance.
His hands changed, and two circles were drawn in the void.
Pang Ban's rising figure paused, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. A look of fright and anger emerged. While roaring, he punched forward again, returning to the previous situation.
At the same time, the palm print made by Ba Shiba trembled, and gradually became smaller and disappeared as it approached the old way.
Ba Shiba did not hesitate and struck out with another palm.
A ripple appeared and the palm prints disappeared. Ba Shiba's expression changed as he felt an invisible force coming towards him.
He immediately raised his palm to fight back.
After two palms, his face changed, and he sensed endless crises coming from all directions.
He could only fight back with all his strength, and his counterattacks became more and more fierce.
But immediately his eyes trembled, and he looked at the figure in front of him in horror.
He completely understood Pang Ban's situation.
He has also been caught in that net.
Unable to advance or retreat, we can only resist with all our strength, almost unable to control ourselves, and the result...
His mind was shaking, and he could hardly control his voice and exclaimed: "Zhang Sanfeng, you have reached the level of a great master!"
One glance stirs up a thousand waves!
Pang Ban's expression was shocked, showing various changes.
The crowd, who were already dazzled and excited to see it, were even more 'awakened'.
"Grand Master, Supreme Grand Master!"
"The supreme master! A level that no one has reached since Bodhidharma!"
"Zhenren Zhang has reached the realm of the Supreme Grand Master! But now aren't the Eighth Master Ba and Pang Ban still besieging Zhenren Zhang?"
"No, the situation of Ba Shiba and Pang Ban is wrong. They are, being, controlled!"
"Zhenzhen Zhang has truly reached the level of a supreme master that is difficult to find throughout the ages!"
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The sound of boiling started again, and the strong men more or less saw the clues from this.
The battle in front of us is not that Ba Shiba and Pang Ban besieged Zhenren Zhang.
But Zhenren Zhang has suppressed the two of them!
Everyone on the big ship was shocked and couldn't help but look at Li Daoqiang, but received no response.
His eyes closed at some point.
Suddenly, someone understood something and became silent and even heavy.
Amid countless inconceivable searches and shocked gazes, the old Taoist hands did not pause at all. He just looked at the Eight Masters quietly and said without wind and waves: "I don't dare to be called a great master."
"What do you mean?" Bashiba asked in a deep voice.
The old Taoist shook his head without saying anything, and his voice was slightly solemn: "If you don't take the initiative, I will not be sure to keep the two of you together.
Now that you’ve come to the Central Plains, don’t leave.”
The faces of Bashiba and Pangban were gloomy.
Pang Ban seemed to have thought of something, anger surged up, and his eyes were blood red: "Even the great master would never want to keep me."
"Let's take action together and shatter the space." Ba Shiba shouted immediately.
Pang Ban just frowned, and then he and Ba Shiba stopped their hands at the same time, punching and palming each other.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and a large black hole appeared in the center of the collision.
But at the same time, the originally faint water-like ripples all over Lao Dao's body changed.
If it was flowing with the current before, now it is flowing against the current.
Extremely terrifying power suddenly exploded.
The two of them, Pang Ban, had already drawn out their strength to break the space, but were instantly enveloped by that power.
"Puff!!"
The two of them vomited blood, but their auras surged against the trend after a moment of sluggishness.
The aura of the Eighth Master Ba monk also changed, like a god or a demon, with a blood-colored violent aura, and like Pang Ban, he rushed into the dark hole with the same terrifying force.
The old Taoist, who had been a little too fast, paused with his hands, looked at the big hole, raised his right hand and moved towards the hilt of the sword on his back.
But when he was an inch away, he stopped again, sighed softly, put down his right hand, and all movement around him quickly disappeared.
He no longer paid attention to the black hole that disappeared in the blink of an eye, or the crowd that suddenly erupted, and looked at a river with his eyes.
On that river, on a large ship without a flag, Li Daoqiang's silently raised hand seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally lowered it.
Eyes slowly opened and raised.
Across the board and space, two invisible eyes seemed to be in contact.
There was an inexplicable silence in the atmosphere, a strange, heavy silence.
On the ship, Shi Zhixuan, Ouyang Feng and others felt their hearts palpitating and saw a smile slowly forming on Li Daoqiang's lips.
A somewhat unfamiliar smile.
Like anticipation and enthusiasm.
"When Mr. Li comes to visit, I will welcome him from afar."
The old Taoist voice sounded slowly, quietly and naturally, flowing gently across the sky. The crowd that had been boiling and erupting naturally gradually subsided, and was shocked by the meaning of the words.
Mr. Li is in charge!
"Hahaha, Master Zhang is so polite. To be able to see such a battle is not in vain. The leader of this village has been waiting for Master Zhang for so many days."