Chapter 402 Tai Chi Sword, One Sword Breaks the Sky
The Tai Chi Diagram was dozens of feet in size, and Ye Chen's body seemed small and weak compared to it. A loud noise shook the sky, and the violent force made the entire Chinese Pavilion tremble.
Everyone saw a flash of blue light in the sky, and Ye Chen's figure shot straight out. He was hit by Tai Chi Tu in the air and flew back into the distance, turning into a stream of light.
Zhang Zhiling held the floating dust in his hand, and the Tai Chi diagram instantly dissipated. He stared at the blue stream of light in the distant sky, his expression changing again and again.
"Whoosh!"
In the distance, the blue stream of light suddenly exploded and turned into spots of light all over the sky, and then a figure came through the wind. In an instant, it was Ye Chen who was in front of Zhang Ling.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and the clothes on his upper body were torn apart by the violent force, revealing his solid and well-proportioned muscle lines, and every part was filled with explosive destructive power.
Zhang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Ye Lingtian, why did you do this?"
He made a total of three attacks, but Ye Chen did not defend himself once, nor did he attack him. He just took three of his attacks forcefully.
Ye Chen swiped with one hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a smile on his face.
"I have received great kindness from you for your guidance. This kindness will be forever engraved in my heart. Therefore, I will give you three moves in this battle!"
Ye Yunlong and others below all had horrified expressions. Zhang Zhiling's cultivation level was extraordinary, ranking third in the world's combat power list. His cultivation level was more than twice as strong as that of Aris and Masao Mitsui combined. Ye
As soon as Chen came up, he gave up three moves in a row and withstood three extremely terrifying attacks. This was enough to be fatal in a duel between masters.
"Ye Lingtian, do you think that if you do this, I will hold back?"
Zhang Zhiling said solemnly.
Ye Chen smiled lightly and waved his hands, moved his neck, and there was a crisp sound of twisting joints all over his body.
"Three moves have passed. Now, I won't hold back any more!"
His left hand was slightly raised, his five fingers were slightly clasped together, and a single palm of his right hand was raised, which was actually a standard Tai Chi starting position.
"Hold the bird's tail?"
Zhang Zhiling's eyes suddenly focused.
There was a smile at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and there was a strong force all around, as if it was closed, without beginning or ending.
"I'll use the Tai Chi I've learned to master your Tai Chi!"
"Tai Chi?"
Zhang Ling's eyes paused for a moment, Ye Chen raised his left hand slightly, and put a single palm of his right hand upright in front of his chest. This is the standard holding position of the bird's tail in Tai Chi.
Moreover, Ye Chen's starting position was not as casual as those who followed the same pattern. He just raised his hand, and the energy traveled through his body, forming a world of its own, like a Tai Chi monk who had practiced hard for decades.
Wudang Tai Chi is easy to learn but difficult to master. If you want to master its essence, you need to practice it over and over again to understand the essence.
Eight years ago, the reason why he practiced Tai Chi at the foot of the mountain was because he wanted to understand the last step of Tai Chi and reach the perfect state of Tai Chi. It was precisely because of this that he met Ye Chen.
But he really didn't expect that Ye Chen's random starting position would be incomparable to his decades of hard training in Tai Chi.
"How do you know Tai Chi?"
As the leader of Wudang, Zhang Ling naturally knew that there was no one like Ye Chen in Wudang, and Ye Chen had never been associated with Wudang. However, at this moment, Ye Chen's Tai Chi skills made him shocked.
"It was Taoist priest who taught me eight years ago!"
Ye Chen's eyes were calm and he replied calmly.
"What?"
Zhang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. Eight years ago, wasn't that the year he met Ye Chen at the foot of the mountain?
At first, he just played a set of Tai Chi in front of Ye Chen, but Ye Chen actually used this epiphany to awaken the supreme power. Not only that, but after just seeing it once, he memorized all the changes of Tai Chi and mastered it.
The essence of it?
"This is impossible!"
He murmured softly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and took a step forward, already spanning dozens of feet, and stood in front of Ye Chen.
He stepped back slightly, in a bowing stance, and pushed towards Ye Chen's shoulder with one palm.
Ye Chen responded in the same way, stopped his horse, and touched Zhang Ling's palm with one palm.
The two people pushed each other with their palms, going back and forth, over and over again, and the sky seemed to fall into a state of condensation.
Countless people below had dull expressions, looking at the two people in the sky stepping on the void, advancing and retreating, and they were all very puzzled.
They thought that the two men soared into the sky, and it would be a thrilling and shocking battle, but everything turned quiet, which shocked them greatly.
"Tai Chi Push Hands!"
Ye Yunlong stared into the void with stern eyes, but his tone was full of incomparable solemnity.
"Dad, what did you say?"
Ye Xing turned around and said a little strangely.
"Chen'er and Zhang Ling are doing Tai Chi Push Hands!"
"As we all know, Tai Chi practice and confrontation all use Tai Chi pushing hands as the main method. Whoever can push the opponent back first is the winner!"
"But the confrontation between the two of them at this moment is far beyond that of ordinary Tai Chi practitioners!"
Ye Xing heard the words and stared into the void again, only to see the bright moon and stars in the night sky, all looking blurry and confused.
"This is……"
His eyes focused sharply, and he suddenly felt the airflow around him being turbulent and turbulent, and every hair on his body was turned upside down by the airflow.
Hua Nongying, Situ Luoxue and other younger generations also suddenly came to their senses and reacted one after another.
The two people pushing their hands in the sky seemed to be moving slowly and smoothly, but every time they pushed, it was like a big tree shaking the sky and sweeping away a hurricane dozens of feet high. It was simply terrifying to the extreme.
This kind of Tai Chi pushing hands, traversing Yin and Yang, is really an unprecedented Tai Chi realm.
"Ye Lingtian, how do you practice Tai Chi?"
Zhang Zhiling and Ye Chen pushed his hands in a circle. Every time he pushed, he could feel the force coming from the ocean, pulling and dissolving his strength, and then pushed back, layer after layer, link after link,
Endlessly.
Such strength cannot be achieved by brute force, but requires a thorough understanding of the intersection of Tai Chi Yin and Yang and a thorough understanding of its secrets. He did not understand that Ye Chen did not have a famous teacher to lead him in. He only watched him practice once, and it only took eight years to complete the full exercise.
Time, how can one have such attainments in Tai Chi?
"snort!"
Although Ye Chen's Tai Chi cultivation shocked him, he was not afraid at all.
He is a dignified Wudang master, has practiced Tai Chi for decades, and even obtained the true biography of the previous Wudang master. How could he be afraid of an outsider?
He just heard a cold snort, and the air waves exploded under his feet, and force came from his body. His right arm suddenly shook, and the true energy in his body, combined with the strength of every joint in his body, exploded in an instant.
"Um?"
Ye Chen's eyes paused for a moment, and a surging force spread from Zhang Zhiling's palm, with the potential to shake Mount Buzhou and shatter the ancient rock.
Dali faced him head-on, but Ye Chen didn't step back half an inch on the soles of his feet. He tilted his upper body slightly backwards and rounded his right hand, just like a master making noodles.
"What?"
Zhang Zhiling's pupils shrank suddenly, and Ye Chen's hand, in just an instant, contained all of his explosive energy into his arms.
When he was in shock, Ye Chen pushed back with his palm, and with his own strong force, he hit his palm.
The majestic Wudang leader immediately groaned, stepped back, and stepped backwards. Every step he took would leave a footprint made of Qi in the void.
He took ten steps back before regaining his balance, and his face was already ashen.
"Zhang Zhiling actually lost in push hands?"
In the banquet hall, Ye Yunlong and others all had horrified expressions and disbelief on their faces.
Zhang Zhiling was already ranked third in the world's combat power list ten years ago. His cultivation level is unfathomable. In the world's combat power list that was just announced not long ago, he is still ranked third, and his ranking has not changed. This shows that his strength is deeply loved by international warriors.
Network recognition.
There are rumors that he has reached the level of transcendence, and now, this majestic Wudang master is actually being forced back by Ye Chen among the Tai Chi pushers?