Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 164
Seeing Tan Sitong and Wang Wu mingling together, Wu Dong couldn't help but think of a movie called "The Great Sword King Five".

Could it be that these two are really characters in the movie plot?
Inside, the image of Lao Yuan was severely damaged.

He thought about it in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, lest these two people think that he was very keen on the affairs of the capital.

Seeing Da Dao Wang Wu, and his own martial arts are improving, so there is nothing to say, let's walk on the martial arts field.

Wang Wu readily agreed, but ignored Tan Sitong's surprised eyes.

Having dealt with Wu Dong for many years, I naturally know that if I want to persuade Wu Dong, I have to follow his temperament first, otherwise there are some things that cannot be discussed.

Coincidentally, as a martial arts master, he is quite enthusiastic about the communication between strong opponents of the same level.

This meeting, Wu Dong gave him a very unusual feeling, Wang Wu was also a little curious, wondering what state Wu Dong was in at this time?
The strength has reached their level, and every step is extremely difficult.

If Wu Dong has already found the way forward, or even walked ahead, Wang Wu doesn't mind asking for advice.

Which master in the martial arts world, didn't he gain the strengths of all the masters and finally achieve the title of master? Wang Wu also has further expectations.

"Be careful, I'm here!"

Wang Wuda yelled, his shoulders fell from his horse, and he roared up. He rushed to Wu Dong, turned his palms into knives and danced continuously, and instantly swung the knives with great force.

Wu Dong didn't back down, his body was as tall and straight as a pine, and he could do whatever he wanted with his hands, fists, palms or claws.

In the blink of an eye, they came together with Wang Wudou, and the speed of their moves became faster and faster, until they only saw fragments of afterimages.

It's not dexterous to flicker and move around, and the control of bright energy and dark energy is extremely subtle.

Standing outside the martial arts training ground, Tan Sitong, who originally planned to appreciate it, was dumbfounded. He kept looking at the field with soft eyes, but he couldn't see clearly the movements of the two people who were fighting.

After a long time, the eyes became more sore and unbearable, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

I was horrified in my heart, I didn't expect martial arts to be able to reach such an astonishing level.

The scholar's arrogance, which was not hidden deeply at first, is slowly fading at this moment.

In the arena, Wu Donggang punched down the hand knife that was drawn towards the neck, and the next moment he turned his fist into a claw, and his sharp fingertips suddenly hit the life gate of the other hand knife, and he was able to break it with a single touch.

At the same time, the tall body suddenly soared into the air, and one leg turned into a tiger's tail and swept across. Wang Wu, who was injured by the knife in his hand, was violently and domineeringly pushed back. The other leg was like a dragon wagging its tail. Put your hands on your chest.

Wang Wucai just felt a numbness in his wrist, and a dark energy rushed into his palm, constantly pulling his muscles, bones and flesh.

The next moment, a strong force whizzed over, and instantly spread from the blocking arm to his whole body, making his body stiff.

But it wasn't over yet, there was another strong force, which sneaked into the arms and chest with the concealed force, layer upon layer and continuously superimposed to create a huge obstacle for him.

Amidst the muffled bang, Wang Wu couldn't resist after all, and his tall and strong body flew backwards like a broken sack.

The qi and blood in the body were shaking again and again, and the muscles, bones, and flesh on the arms and chest were pulled so that they were numb and painful, and they couldn't use their strength for a while.

But Wang Wu is Wang Wu. He took a deep breath in mid-air, his belly suddenly swelled like a ball, his face was flushed red, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. , the body tried to stabilize its balance in mid-air, and finally both feet landed firmly.

But at this time, Tan Sitong, who was watching from the sidelines, exclaimed, "Brother Wang, be careful."

Ignoring the little brothers on the sidelines, Wang Wu looked at Wu Dong who was standing in the middle of the field with a shocked face, and said in a trembling voice, "Have you reached that level?"

After understanding the meaning of Wang Wu's words, Wu Dong shook his head and said depressedly: "I entered once in a dangerous situation before, but I couldn't enter after that!"

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't help laughing and said: "However, I felt the pressure when I sparred with Brother Wang just now, but I gradually got a little clue, it can be regarded as half a foot over!"

"That's pretty awesome!"

Wang Wu exclaimed: "Looking at the hundreds of years of the martial arts world, there are very few warriors who can step into this realm. Brother Wu, you are really amazing!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed to Wu Dong in a hurry, considered it carefully for a moment and said decisively: "No, you have to tell me well, and let me have such an idea!"

"Don't worry, I won't tell you to make a trip in vain!"

Wu Dong laughed, and slowly calmed down the turbulent Qi and blood in his body at this time, and his mood was full of joy.

Just as he said, in the martial arts sparring just now, under Wang Wu's pressure, half of his foot entered the Huajin level.

Otherwise, given the strength gap between him and Wang Wu, it would be impossible to end the exchange in a short time.

It is possible to freely switch between bright energy and dark energy, even if the switch is not so smooth and natural, you can still knock Wang Wu who is caught off guard during the process of learning martial arts.

It's not how powerful Huajin is, but the control over his own strength has reached an astonishing level, even the majestic master of Anjin can't bear it.

After all, his martial arts were almost the same as Wang Wu's, and his strength was limited.

But he was able to freely change the strength of his shots. It was obviously a method of strong strength, but it was a method of dark strength. Wang Wu didn't have time to adapt and react. It was only a matter of time before he lost.

Afterwards, things were simple. Wang Wu, who was absorbed in martial arts, simply put aside Tan Sitong, who was traveling with him, and asked Wu Dong for advice with excitement.

With his broad mind, he naturally doesn't take any seniority, status in the world, etc. to his heart, let alone Wu Wu who is second most advanced.

Wu Dong didn't hide his secrets either, he told Wang Wu one by one about his perception and previous thinking, and finally said: "This is my own understanding, as for whether it matches the situation of Brother Wang, I don't know. Already!"

"Brother Wang, please don't follow my experience and make an unchanging impact on a higher level of martial arts. I think that at this level, you need to have your own unique understanding of martial arts!"

"Of course, I don't recommend that Brother Wang take risks and seek a breakthrough. If there is a bad situation, there is no chance to regret it. I also had no choice that day. I must command the battle on the front line to boost morale!"

Wang Wu nodded again and again to express his understanding, his face showed excitement, but he frowned from time to time and fell into deep thought, obviously gaining a lot.

Seeing the end of the martial arts exchange between Wu Dong and Wang Wu, Tan Sitong, who had been neglected for a long time, came over at this time, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I don't think Brother Wu is still a master of martial arts, Tan Mou has eyes but can't see Mount Tai, please forgive me! "

"It's ok!"

Wu Dong said indifferently: "After all, civil and martial arts have different ways. Even a master of martial arts, isn't he like an eagle and dog in the eyes of literati?"

"It seems that brother Wang's views on Shilin are quite extreme!"

Tan Sitong frowned secretly, and winked at Wang Wu who was next to him. Wang Wu hurriedly interjected, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Wu Dong was amused, and invited the two of them back to the living room. Not long after tea was served, Tan Sitong couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Wang is a powerful party, and he should know something about the emperor's personal administration in the capital. I don't know what his opinion is?"

"What can you say, it's just a farce!"

After all, with Wang Wu's face, Wu Dong might as well make it clear: "Pro-government, how can you be pro-government?"

Tan Sitong's complexion suddenly became ugly, and he retorted: "That is my Qing emperor after all!"

"What about the emperor?"

Wu Dong sneered and said, "Don't talk about my great Qing Dynasty, but just talk about the previous dynasty. How many emperors died without knowing why? Is it possible that Brother Tan has no idea?"

Tan Sitong's face turned pale at this time, and he said tremblingly: "Impossible, such a thing can't happen in my Qing Dynasty!" '

Gee!
Cynic's brainwashing skills are really good, and it is quite amazing to be able to make such a hero into this.

Wu Dong sarcastically said: "Then besides the name of the emperor, what else does that have?"

"Brother Wu, what do you mean?"

"Literally, when the emperor wants to take power, can he succeed if his subordinates don't have the manpower and strength?"

"All scholars in the world are on the side of the emperor!"

Gee!
Wu Dong just smiled and said nothing, looking at Tan Sitong's eyes as if he was looking at a fool.

Tan Sitong was embarrassed, but he was confused, not knowing what Wu Dong meant.
It was Wang Wu who helped out, and asked, "What does Senior Brother Wu mean by that?"

"Empress Dowager Xigong, will you care about the voices of scholars in the world?"

Wu Dong said with a smile: "Children of the Eight Banners, do you care about the words of scholars in the world?"

Two consecutive rhetorical questions stumped Tan Sitong and Wang Wuquan.

Wherever they thought about this, they felt that scholars were the backbone of our Qing Dynasty, and the court should never ignore them.

But now Wu Dong kept asking back, and they suddenly realized that the foundation of my Qing Dynasty is the disciples of the Eight Banners, not the so-called scholars of the world.

Tan Sitong's expression could not be described as gloomy at this time.

Wang Wu didn't care about his companion's state, and asked anxiously: "Senior brother Wu, according to your statement, what kind of assistance does the current emperor need if he wants to govern smoothly?"

"It's very simple, army!"

Wu Dong said indifferently: "The full support of the Eight Banners and the feudal officials is fine, but can the current emperor get their support?"

A rhetorical question struck Tan Sitong, who had just eased up, until his face was as pale as paper.

Wang Wu also had no words for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

When I was with Tan Sitong before, I felt that what Tan Sitong said was reasonable, as if Emperor Guangxu was in charge himself, and it was as easy and simple as what Tan Sitong said.

But now, after being refuted by Wu Dong casually, he was speechless. Obviously, Tan Sitong's bold words before were not so reliable.

"No, we also have an army here!"

Just as the atmosphere in the living room gradually became dull, Tan Sitong, who was in a mood of extreme self-doubt, suddenly yelled...

(End of this chapter)