Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Five: The Victory Has Been Determined
Qi Dangdao punched down, maintaining his punching posture and leaving his fist on Xuan Xie's stomach.
Xuanxie maintained his horse stance, and before his fist hit him, he shouted first, then looked down at the big hole in his stomach, and then looked up at Qi Dangdao in front of him, as if he was frightened.
He opened his mouth and was about to scream, but he heard Qi Dangdao frown and shout: "Gang Yi!"
Just two words, but they are the essence of Tiangang Fist, a unique Taoist skill.
Tiangang Fist is divided into two levels. The first level can be practiced by ordinary people without any threshold. It is generally used by Taoists as the basic boxing method for disciples when they first practice martial arts. The moves are simple and clear, but not very offensive. They are mostly used to strengthen the body.
Because of its effectiveness, most disciples will not practice this set of boxing again after they actually practice martial arts. However, Qi Dangdao still insists on practicing a set of Tiangang Boxing every morning without the instructions of his master.
Years later, Qi Dangdao finally realized the truth and saw clearly that Tiangang Fist is just a set of boxing techniques covered with a veil. The first layer is simple and clear, and has no lethality. But once you see this set of boxing techniques clearly, you will find that if you will
The combination of fist style and Gang Yi in boxing is a set of boxing with infinite power. Compared with the first level, the second level is not that simple. Of course, the power that can be exerted is not comparable to that of the first level.
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After Qi Dangdao discovered this secret, he knew that his understanding might not be enough, so he wanted to find someone to study with him. However, the second senior brother Qi Dang was obsessed with alchemy and had no intention of practicing martial arts. He had enough understanding of alchemy but not enough martial arts. The third senior brother had no ambition.
On the road, he only wanted to be promoted to immortality. He understood the Taoist scriptures but did not practice martial arts. Therefore, Qi Dangdao had no choice but to find his senior brother Qi Shishi, who had the least understanding. However, he did not expect that the two of them studied mathematics.
Yue then understood the secrets of this boxing technique. In the end, Qi Dangdao and Xian Qi practiced the second level of Tiangang Fist in half a year. As for Qi, it took him the second half of the year to achieve a small success. A year later, Qi Dangdao
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After reaching seven points of skill, he gave up the practice of Tiangang Fist, because he knew that it might become more and more difficult as he continued to practice. Instead of wasting time on this useless fist, it would be better to practice some sword skills to make the sword more enjoyable.
But who would have thought that two years later, Qi would practice Tiangang Boxing to perfection. Not only that, Qi also compiled a set of simplified Tiangang Boxing to make it easier for future generations to practice this boxing method.
Qi Dangdao sneered at Qi's point at that time. After all, in his eyes, it was good enough to take care of himself, and he still had time to take care of others.
After a strong intention, Qi Dangdao's fist burst out with a powerful impact, as if it could penetrate Xuan Xie's body at any time.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and Xuanxie flew backwards.
Everyone watched as the fat body flew more than ten meters in mid-air, and finally hit the incense burner and shattered into pieces.
Xuan Zheng, who was originally hiding behind the incense burner, was covered in incense ash and stood there like a little clay figure.
"Uncle Xuanxie."
All the monks shouted, fearing that Xuan Xie would be harmed by this punch, but Master Duan Chen still sat firmly on the futon with his eyes half-open and half-closed.
After Xuanxie fell down, he lay on the ground for almost a few breaths, and then he sat up with a cry.
"Brother, are you okay?" Xuan Zheng wiped the ash from his eyes and asked in a low voice.
Xuanxie turned his head and glanced at Xuanzheng, then burst into tears, crying and shouting: "It hurts too much, it hurts too much, I can't compete anymore, it hurts me to death!"
After seeing this scene, Qi Dangdao's lips trembled slightly. He did not expect that Xuanxie would not be hurt at all by his punch. Although he flew ten meters away, Xuanxie's aura did not change at all, and there was no internal injury at all.
No, it means that this punch has no power at all on Xuan Xie's body.
"Don't compete. You've already been punched, so you have to fight back." Xuanzheng saw his younger brother stumble midway and quickly stepped forward to persuade him.
"Don't lie to me. Who wants to fight with this man when it hurts so much?" Xuan Xie wiped the tears on his face with his chubby little hands and shouted back angrily.
"But you're already halfway through the competition, so you can't do it halfway!" Xuan Zheng squatted beside Xuan Xie and continued to persuade.
"I don't care, I don't care, I just won't fight anyway, it hurts too much." Xuanxie sat on the ground and kicked his legs.
After the monks around saw this scene, they looked at Qi Dangdao differently. In such a long time, he was the first person to scare Xuanxie. Previously, the monks thought that Xuanxie was invincible and never lost in a fight.
Yes, but looking at it today, Xuanxie may be losing.
As for Qi Dangdao's frown, he didn't have the attitude of a winner at all. He knew that even if his punch hit the body of a second-grade Xuantian master, although it couldn't be said to damage his foundation, there should be some external injuries, right?
But such a chubby monk only cried louder, but he was not actually injured at all.
"You have to compete. He has already beaten you. If you give in now, the punch you received will be in vain." Xuan Zheng squatted next to Xuan Xie and whispered.
"Don't fool me here. What if I punch him out?" Xuanxie turned to look at Xuanzheng and asked.
"What should I do?" Xuan Zheng smiled awkwardly.
"If he comes next, won't he have to punch me? Can I bear it? But it's not you who's getting punched. Doesn't your back hurt when you stand and talk?"
"It's impossible. This time you punch him with all your strength. Don't worry, you can definitely make him cry."
"Impossible, this man is very powerful. I can't beat him to tears even with all my strength." At this time, Xuan Xie was sitting on the ground and rolling around. No matter what Xuan Zheng tried to persuade him, he refused to stand up.
"Do you still want to become a Buddha?" Xuan Zheng threatened.
"What does becoming a Buddha have to do with being beaten? If I have to be beaten to become a Buddha, then it doesn't matter if I don't become a Buddha!"
Xuan Zheng looked at his younger brother with helplessness on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "If you agree to him now, I will give you two more chicken legs."
"Even four chicken legs won't do. I just won't fight. If you beat me to death, I won't have a mouth to eat."
Xuanxie shouted, got up and ran towards Duan Chen's position, crying as he ran: "Master, this man's fist is too hard, I won't compete, I won't compete."
"Haha." Duan Chen looked at Xuan Xie and smiled, touching Xuan Xie's little head and comforting him: "No more competition. If we don't want to compete, let's not compete."
Xuanxie sniffed and nodded.
"Masters have already competed here, how can we not compete anymore?" At this time, Xuan Zheng also ran to Duan Chen's side.
Master Duan Chen turned his head and glanced at Xuan Zheng, and said calmly: "The winner has been decided, there is no need to compete anymore."