jiquan reincarnation

Chapter 75 Communication
Zhao Xuanqi nodded, followed behind Weng Xiaolin, and walked towards the group of big men holding signs.

"Arong, long time no see."

Weng Xiaolin said to the leader of the group of big men with a smile.

This leader is nearly two meters tall, with extremely wide palms, and his body shape can be described as round. He can't see the massive muscles, but he can't be called obese.

It is very similar to the shape and state of ancient military generals, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Master Weng, welcome to Yueguang, who is this?"

The big man called A Rong bowed slightly to Weng Xiaolin, then turned his head to look at Zhao Xuanqi beside Weng Xiaolin.

"He is my new true biography Zhao Qi. He has just started for only a year. This martial arts will bring him to see the world."

Weng Xiaolin said to Arong with a smile.

"So that's it. Congratulations to Hall Master Weng for accepting another high-level apprentice. I thought it would be Brother Changfeng who came this time."

Zhong Daorong showed a clear look on his face, turned his head to look at Zhao Xuanqi who was at the side, and stretched out his palm as wide as a cattail fan: "Zhong Daorong, the true transmission of Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist, Brother Zhao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Brother Zhong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhao Xuanqi also had a smile on his face, stretched out his palm, and held it with Zhong Daorong's.

Seeing this scene, the other Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist disciples who followed around had playful smiles on their faces.

It's not so simple when you meet a warrior for the first time. You need strength to say hello.

Before Xiaolin Martial Arts, they had received three Tiger-shaped Fist Martial Arts from various provinces in Guangdong, and there was no disciple who could win over Senior Brother Zhong, let alone this newcomer who had just started for a year.

You must know that although Zhong Daorong ranks seventh among the ten true masters of Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist, he has few opponents in his horizontal training.

At the moment when both hands hold it.

Bang! !

Zhong Daorong's already huge palm suddenly swelled a circle, showing a purple color, a powerful surge of energy covered his palm, his seemingly round palm instantly swelled up, and the muscle lines became extremely ferocious and obvious.

His seemingly round body is actually formed by strong muscles. This has a lot to do with the practice of Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist. The uniqueness is more obvious, and it can slightly affect the body structure through training, which is better than the secrets of the three major martial arts halls in Tianhai Mansion.

It is indeed the secret of the martial arts school that can take root in the capital of Guangdong.

An interesting look flashed in Zhao Xuanqi's eyes. Tianhai Mansion is really too small. After leaving Tianhai, he can meet any secret biography of a genre at random. The opponent has some curiosity.

Zhong Daorong clenched his hideous palms with massive muscles, and the terrifying grip erupted instantly.

However, just when Fang Tai and the tiger-shaped fist disciples were ready to appreciate the ferocious and painful expression on Zhao Xuanqi's face.

Bang! !

Zhao Xuanqi's palm also swelled suddenly, nearly doubling in size in an instant, reaching an incredible level.

No matter how hard Zhong Daorong's palm exerted, Zhao Xuanqi still kept a smile on his face.

A gleam of light flashed in Zhong Daorong's eyes, and his whole body suddenly trembled slightly.

Zhao Xuanqi could clearly see that the muscles of this person's arms and palms suddenly softened, and they were no longer ferocious. The fierce brute force suddenly turned into a lingering soft force, which was transmitted to his body through the arm.

This kind of strength is between the size, but it does not mean weak. On the contrary, under Zhong Daorong's strength, the lingering wave-like strength is as difficult to resist as the waves, and it will affect Zhao Xuanqi's body and destroy his body's balance.

Taihe Tiger-shaped boxing is a school created by combining Taihe palm, tiger-shaped boxing, soft boxing and other techniques. It is best at switching between rigidity and softness. ", and Taihe Palm and Rouquan's "wrapping, transforming, and softening", the yin and yang are in harmony, and the intention is very high.

If it is a real martial art from an ordinary martial arts school, it will be difficult to resist the transformation between rigidity and softness, revealing flaws and foolishness.

After all, Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist is the top of Guangdong-hai Tiger-shaped Fist. When showing the mind of the host, it is necessary to show the corresponding strength and means to convince other schools.

However, this trick didn't work for Zhao Xuanqi.

He still stood on the spot, without any movement, the body parts fluctuated slightly with the transmitted strength, and then the palm of his hand suddenly exerted strength.

Snapped! !

There was a clear sound of air explosion between the palms of the two people. This is the phenomenon of the palms of both sides exerting force at the same time and suddenly squeezing the air in the palms, which is almost unbelievable.

Under the force of this interaction, the palms of the two sides suddenly separated, and they could no longer hold tightly.

The other party's temptation was easily resolved by Zhao Xuanqi.

Between square inches, the best skill is seen.

"Brother Zhong, Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist is good at kung fu, I admire it."

Zhao Xuanqi cupped his hands and smiled at Zhong Daorong.

"Where, brother Zhao has just started for a year, and he has such ability, which is admirable. This time, I'm being rude, Hongjie, send the owner Weng and brother Zhao to the hotel, and meet any needs."

Zhong Daorong looked at Zhao Xuanqi with a serious expression, and said to one of the group of strong men behind him.

"Okay, senior brother, I will definitely finish it. You two come with me. The special car is already waiting outside the station."

The young disciple known as Hongjie heard Zhong Daorong's words, recovered from his slightly dazed state, bowed respectfully to Weng Xiaolin and Zhao Xuanqi, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Arong, then I'll go first."

Weng Xiaolin looked at this scene with a smile, on the surface he was calm, but in his heart he felt that he had more face.

"Brother Zhong, goodbye."

Zhao Xuanqi also said to Zhong Daorong, and the two left under Hongjie's guidance.

It wasn't until the backs of the two disappeared that a group of Taihe Tiger-shaped Fist disciples erupted into discussions, as if they didn't expect Zhao Xuanqi to be able to accept Zhong Daorong's temptation steadily.

You must know that among the eight tiger-shaped boxing forces in Guangdong, the strength of Xiaolin Martial Arts has never been called strong, and it ranks in the middle and bottom.

"Senior Brother Zhong, is that kid really just a beginner for a year? How can he be on par with you, Senior Brother?"

Among the many disciples, some couldn't help asking Zhong Daorong.

"Equally?"

Zhong Daorong looked dignified, and spread out the palm he had just shaken with Zhao Xuanqi. After a closer look, everyone found that there was a shallow scratch on Zhong Daorong's palm, and the skin membrane tougher than cowhide was cut open. No blood was seen, but the scratches were clearly visible.

When everyone saw this clear scratch, there was a sudden silence.

"This time, I lost a move."

Zhong Daorong said that at the moment when the palms of both sides separated, Zhao Xuanqi clenched his palms tightly, exerted strength between the square inches with his powerful fingers, and used the sharpness of his nails to cut part of the skin membrane on his palms. Responding and exerting force to such a degree shows how terrifying this person is.

"It's really just been a year since I started? I'm afraid there will be an extra dragon crossing the river this time at the Guangdong-Guangzhou-Wuhan Competition?"

Zhong Daorong thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)