Chapter 1250 The descendants of ancient martial arts are in another world
"Two donors, the three of us are the top three. The young monk is satisfied with this and will not continue fighting with you two."
After Pei Yong left the stage, the monk Shenhui proclaimed the name of Buddha, raised his hand, recalled the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell in his hand, and said loudly: "I surrender."
When they heard Monk Shenhui admit defeat, all the saints showed regretful expressions on their faces.
Judging from the cards on the field, Shenhui has the greatest hope of reaching the end, because neither Wang Xu nor the thin old man can defeat the magic weapon in his hand.
This is no joke. Previously, Monk Shenhui tried to stop Pei Yong who was in a violent state. Pei Yong only hit the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell with all his strength. Obviously, one move or two moves could not damage the root of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell.
With Ten Thousand Buddha Bells protecting the body, one can attack when advancing, and defend when retreating. The divine wisdom is innately invincible, so it is quite promising.
"I've really given up. I didn't expect this monk to keep his word!"
Wang Xu looked at the back of Monk Shenhui and felt that this was a person he could make friends with. The last person to receive this evaluation was Yu Zecheng.
He never admits a person easily, unlike Monk Shenhui, he does have something interesting.
"My choice is indeed the right one."
The thin old man standing aside glanced at Wang Xu.
Pei Yong promised him the second position before, but he didn't agree because he wanted to be first.
Now, the second position is easily accessible, and the first position is not unattainable. This deal is very cost-effective.
"Come again?"
Wang Xu turned his head and smiled at the thin old man.
"Come again!"
The thin old man shrugged nonchalantly and said, "I'm always getting a little old, but don't worry, I can still stand it."
Whoosh!!
Wang Xu's sword was like the sky descending into the world.
The thin old man kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up like a cheetah, jumping ten meters away.
"Cut!" Wang Xu was about to chop down again.
"stop!"
The thin old man quickly raised his hands and made a sign not to fight yet.
How could Wang Xu agree? The sword rushed forward with unabated intensity, intending to cut the thin old man in half.
"You yelled stop and you still hit?"
The thin old man jumped up again, avoided the blow, and said hurriedly: "We have fought side by side, please let me take a breather!"
call!!
Along with the words, the thin old man took a deep breath.
Bang!
With this breath, the thin old man's shriveled body swelled up as if it were inflated.
Under Wang Xu's gaze, in just a few breaths, the little old man who looked thin, frail, and a little hunched disappeared, and was replaced by an old man two meters tall, with muscles all over his body like a rock, and stronger than a bodybuilder.
"What the hell?"
Wang Xu was also stunned. The extremely strong muscular man, with the thin old man's head on top, looked so disharmonious, just like the wrongly spelled building blocks.
What does the thin old man look like? He has a bald head, small eyes, a flowing white beard, and a small round hat on his head.
This transformation is like putting the head of a 90-year-old skinny old man with anorexia in a nursing home onto the body of Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. It's full of dissonance no matter how you look at it.
"Young people should respect the old and love the young!"
The corners of the skinny old man's mouth raised slightly, his white beard twitched, and then he punched hard: "Hit!"
Woohoo!!
The extremely brave fists formed an extremely destructive punch and hit Wang Xu head-on.
"Well done!"
Wang Xu also met him with a knife, and the blade struck the thin old man's fist. Like a child jumping on a trampoline, the long knife was bounced up.
If you look closely, you can see that the thin old man's fist is covered with a layer of faint white light, and it is this white light that deflects his attack.
Snapped!!
The two sides were on the verge of breaking up. Wang Xu retracted the long knife that was deflected away, and the thin old man also jumped back and retracted his fist.
"Introduce yourself, Ji Fist Sect, Hou Hansheng, I'm asking for your advice." The thin old man clasped his fists with both hands, and actually performed a proper fist clasping salute under Wang Xu's eyes.
"This gesture?"
Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen this fist-clasping posture before, but his memory was a little blurry.
Think about it, where have you seen it?
Yes, back in the Republic of China, when he became a disciple of Mr. Han Muxia, the old man taught him the etiquette of ancient boxing sparring.
If two people want to compete in martial arts, they can't just come up and fight. You have to bow first to show respect for each other.
The skinny old man's fist-holding etiquette was exactly the same as what Mr. Han Muxia taught him. Isn't it such a coincidence?
"Huaxia?" Wang Xu thought for a while and suddenly uttered a word.
When he thought about it, the thin old man's fist-holding etiquette was exactly the same as the ancient Chinese boxing technique, and perhaps the two sides were related.
After all, there are so many earths and there are endless time travellers. Who can rule that there cannot be a Ji Dao boxer on the earth who traveled to the fallen world and became a stranger who developed the ancient boxing technique to its peak.
"What?" This time the thin old man was stunned. Looking at the blank look in his eyes, it was obvious that he was not faking.
"Ten years of Tai Chi without going out, one year of Xing Yi beating people to death."
Wang Xu put his long sword aside, clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Xingyi Fist, Wang Xu!"
Mr. Han Muxia is a master of both hands. Not only is he the inheritor of Xingyiquan, he also practices Bagua Zhang. He is the disciple of Bagua master Dong Haichuan.
However, Mr. Han Muxia learned Xingyiquan first and Baguazhang later. He took the Xingyiquan skills with him and became his disciple to Zhang Zhankui. Although Zhang Zhankui taught him everything, there was no formal name for his apprenticeship.
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So all in all, when talking about Mr. Han Muxia, most people mention him as a master of Xingyiquan, and the old man’s Baguazhang cultivation is generally not mentioned.
"Xingyiquan?"
The thin old man was shocked and said: "How do you know Xingyi Quan?"
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Wang Xu's heart skipped a beat. Did he really meet an old time traveler?
"Xingyi!"
Wang Xu suddenly started boxing, and he was using authentic Xingyiquan. An expert could tell at a glance.
After three or four moves, Wang Xutou suddenly changed his hands and used a palm technique: "Baguazhang!"
As soon as Baguazhang came out, Wang Xu took the Wandering Dragon Step at the same time.
Bagua Youlongzhang is divided into two parts, one is Baguazhang and the other is Youlongbu. Together they are Bagua Youlongzhang.
The average beginner can learn Baguazhang, but not the Dragon Step.
You Long Bu has to be passed on directly, and whether you have the cooperation of You Long Bu is also the key to whether you can practice Baguazhang to its peak.
Without Wandering Dragon Step, Baguazhang cannot be perfected. There are many people who can do Baguazhang, but only a few can use Wandering Dragon Step.
"Baguazhang!"
The thin old man recognized it again. This time he suddenly started making gestures with his hands without waiting for Wang Xu to make a move.
A big watermelon, cut in half with a knife, give half to you and half to me.
Wang Xu nodded secretly and said: "Tai Chi!"
The thin old man's boxing stopped instantly, and the two of them asked in unison: "Who are you, and how do you know these skills?"
The question turned out to be the same. Wang Xu laughed dumbly and said: "My kung fu comes from my master Han Muxia."
"My kung fu comes from my master He Anxia." The thin old man said with doubt in his eyes: "My master fell out of the cracks in time and space. He only accepted me as a disciple, and he quickly accepted me as his disciple.
Just because you are acclimated, no one knows these three skills except me. Where did your master learn it from?"
"Why stay?"
Wang Xu carefully counted the three famous families of Xingyi, Tai Chi, and Bagua, but did not find this person named He Anxia.
However, he heard this name in another place, in a movie called "The Taoist Comes Down the Mountain".
"Your master, did you teach me a move called Nine Dragons Combination?" Wang Xu suddenly thought of a move that is unique to the Taoist priests who came down from the mountain. That is the way of Tai Chi Ji Yang, the ultimate secret of Peng Style Tai Chi, Nine Dragons Combination.
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"When Qi travels through the central channel and passes through the twelfth floor, the ring finger should be loosened and the palm force should be pushed out from the palm of the hand. This is the first key to the integration of Nine Dragons." Wang Xu spoke slowly. The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because after becoming a disciple of Han Muxia,
I watched a movie about kung fu.
The Taoist Comes Down the Mountain, as a new martial arts movie with good reputation and good box office, he has watched it more than once, especially because he is familiar with the magical skills in it.
"The mental method of the Nine Dragons Combining the Wall, do you know the Nine Dragons Combining the Wall?"
The thin old man was even more confused. He remembered that his master said before he died that after his death, he would be the only person in the world who knew how to combine the skills of the Nine Dragons. He hoped that he could carry forward this skill.
His master was about to die at that time, there was no reason to lie to him, and no one should know this formula.
"Well, you can't go wrong."
When Wang Xu heard this, he almost understood.
The thin old man is not a time traveler, his master He Anxia is.
He Anxia is the protagonist in the movie "The Taoist Comes Down the Mountain". He has learned a lot of things. In the end, he has mastered the supreme magical skill and is invincible in the world.
Although he didn't know how He Anxia came to the fallen world, it might be because he shattered the void after completing his magical power, or it might be because of other reasons.
No matter what, He An came to this world and became severely acclimatized here. Before he died, he passed on his kung fu to the thin old man.
The thin old man integrated what he had learned and created the Jiquan sect, which became a branch of Chinese martial arts in foreign lands. He himself relied on the direct transmission of Tai Chi, Xingyi, and Bagua to continuously make improvements and breakthroughs, and grew into a quasi-sage.
The pinnacle of existence.
After all, they are all descendants of ancient martial arts, and they are from the same sect. Strictly speaking, they are still brothers.