Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 172 Li Fist
The breeze is blowing, the leaves are dancing and swaying, and the air is slightly cool.

On the cliff.

Tang Li was walking around, practicing boxing.

Sometimes he is like a dragon.

Sometimes like apes and leopards.

And as dexterous as a bird.

Blend with mountains and rivers.

Sensing the natural changes of heaven and earth.

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Now, after experiencing so many things and witnessing many mysteries and strangeness, Tang Li's understanding and cognition of martial arts is no longer limited to one move, one style, one school and one school. He gradually integrates his own artistic conception and steps out I have made my own way.

Time flows.

From morning to noon.

It was sunset again.

The afterglow covered the sky, reflecting the clouds and clouds like flames.

Tang Li stood on the cliff, practicing boxing, a little selfless.

The leaves fell from time to time, following his punches, they flew around.

Tang Li's fist——
Faintly, it was not just punches.

It also seems to have a kind of mysterious and mysterious artistic conception.

……

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The stars move, the time changes, and in the blink of an eye, it is already a few days later.

Huashan.

Taoism.

"Master Tang, long time no see."

In the courtyard, Wang Chuanyang was wearing a Taoist bun, wearing a Xuansu Taoist robe, and stepped on cloth shoes, facing Tang Lidao.

Tang Li came to Mount Hua.

Two days ago, Wang Chuanyang contacted him and planned to hold an internal martial arts exchange meeting. He planned to invite some familiar people of the same way to discuss martial arts together. He also wanted to invite Tang Li to participate in the meeting and exchange experiences.

Tang Li agreed.

Recently, he had some new insights into martial arts.

Not long after, Yan Wu, Zhou Yunhai, Chen Shiji and others also arrived one after another.

The few of them are now representatives of the younger generation in the Huaxia Chuanwu world.

Liu Kui came with Liu Haoran.

Today's Liu Haoran, with a more mature and steady look on his brows, has truly embarked on the road of passing on martial arts.

"Master Tang, long time no see, you look as good as ever!"

Amid hearty laughter, Huo Baihe of the Baji Gate of Cangzhou stepped forward with the disciples, and saluted Tang Li with his fists clasped.

He got the news of the martial arts exchange meeting from Liu Kui, and learned that Tang Li would also attend the meeting, so he rushed over.

"All comrades, sit in the hall."

Wang Chuanyang entertained everyone.

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In the hall, Wang Chuanyang had someone make tea, and everyone sat around the stove, sipping tea, exchanging martial arts experience, talking about the current situation and development of martial arts.

The last Huashan ancient martial arts exchange meeting was reported by National Television, which once set off a wave of martial arts.However, there is a distance between Chuanwu and the lives of people today. As the craze dissipates, people's discussions and enthusiasm for Chuanwu dissipate in the busy day after day. Lukewarm look.

"In fact, this is not bad. At least now, people no longer have so many prejudices against Chuanwu."

Wang Chuanyang said.

"Yes, after all, martial arts is a skill developed from troubled times. In today's world, if martial arts is not prosperous, it may not be a bad thing. As long as the inheritance is still there, the spirit is not lost, and you don't have to pay too much attention to the rise and fall of the surface. Treat it with a normal mind. That's it."

Liu Kui said while sipping tea.

Tang Li couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he heard everyone talking about martial arts.

After going through so many things, listening to people talking about martial arts again, it feels like a world away.

"Today, it's rare for everyone to get together and have a rare opportunity. Why don't you all show off your martial arts and communicate with each other to prove it."

Huo Baihe suggested.

"Hehe, okay."

Liu Kui agreed.

"Master Tang, why don't you start the scene first?"

Huo Baihe looked at Tang Li with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and said.

A line of sight also couldn't help looking at Tang Li.

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"Ok."

Tang Li nodded.

"Recently, I have a personal understanding of martial arts, please correct me."

Tang Li stepped into the arena, said to the crowd, and opened his fists.

He started practicing boxing.

In the hall, it seemed a little quiet.

There was no hunting.

There was no whispering sound.

Tang Li's boxing path changes, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and like a scroll spreading out, quiet and silent, faint, there is a kind of artistic conception, continuous and flowing.

One punch and one kick.

Step and turn.

Both simple and mysterious.

Everyone watched Tang Li practice boxing, their faces gradually became solemn, and they were submerged in it unconsciously.

Goo--
Goo--
The tea stove hummed lowly, emitting white gas.

In the hall, it became more and more quiet.

It seems that what Tang Li practiced is no longer just boxing.

but a spirit.

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"What kind of boxing is this..."

Watching Tang Li practice boxing, Huo Baihe muttered, his expression a little drunk.

He seemed to recall the scene of practicing boxing by himself when he was young.

I also thought of all the difficulties in tempering my fist.

In a blink of an eye.

He seemed to feel the high spirits he once had.

Not only Huo Baihe.

Everyone at the banquet seemed to feel a kind of mysterious and mysterious artistic conception, which seemed to form some kind of mysterious connection and resonance with their spirit and will.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious.

After a few moments.

Tang Li retracted his fist and stood up.

Taking a breath, Tang Li seemed to be thinking about the feeling of practicing boxing.

In the hall, there was no sound, and there was a silence.

"Master Tang, what kind of punch is this?"

After being stunned for a long time, someone came back to his senses and asked Tang Li.

Tang Li: "It can be regarded as some boxing principles that I have comprehended."

"I understood it by myself?"

"Master Tang, are you creating a new type of boxing..."

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Creating a style of boxing is something that only a generation of masters can do.

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"Master Tang, can I learn from you?"

In the seat, a voice came out, and Emei disciple Feng Xiaohui stood up, a little nervous, and said to Tang Li expectantly.

"it is good."

Tang Li responded.

"Thank you."

Feng Xiaohui stepped into the field, holding a wooden sword, pinched a sword formula with her left hand, and pointed at Tang Li.

The Emei School of Swordsmanship is a unique school of swordsmanship in the Chinese martial arts. It has been passed down for a long time. After generations of improvements, it also incorporates the experience of many predecessors.Feng Xiaohui has obviously practiced and studied hard, and has won the dense and soft sword intent in Emei swordsmanship. Human and sword are united, and the sword intent is endless, with needles hidden in the cotton, and the combination of hardness and softness.

Tang Li held his sword with both fingers, performing martial arts and sparring with Feng Xiaohui.

After a few rounds, Tang Li pointed out with two fingers, and touched Feng Xiaohui's eyebrows.

"I lost, thank you Master Tang for your guidance."

Feng Xiaohui retracted her sword and saluted, and returned to her seat.

Thinking in her eyes, the communication and verification with Tang Li, faintly, seemed to give her some new understanding of martial arts.

"Master Tang, can I compete with you?"

In the seat, Zhou Yunhai stood up again.

"Okay, come on."

Tang Li smiled and said.

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Afterwards, several people requested confirmation and communication with Tang Li.

Tang Li's boxing skills made everyone feel novelty, faintly, and have some insights. They have a new cognition and understanding of martial arts.

Tang Li responded one by one, confirmed and communicated, and at the same time, he was constantly refining and summarizing his own boxing intentions.

He is forging a new path.

"Ask Benefactor Tang to teach you."

Yan Wu stepped out from the seat, clasped his palms together, and said to Tang Li.

Today's Yanwu, his mind has also been honed to become more stable and calm, faintly, he has the appearance of an eminent martial arts monk.

"Please."

Tang Lidao.

Yan Wu stepped forward, with the five fingers of his right hand protruding like a hook, he attacked Tang Li.

Dragon claw hand.

Compared with the time of the ancient martial arts exchange meeting, the dragon claws used by Yanwu are no longer as before, domineering, sharp-edged, restrained, and blended with a touch of Zen, becoming calm and heavy.

"good."

Seeing this scene, Tang Lilue nodded, and with five fingers on his right hand, he collided with Yanwu.

Yanwu walked like a dragon, stretched his body, twisted his arms, and used his dragon claws, one ring after another, like a sudden storm, or like an autumn wind, attacking Tang Li.

Tang Li responded one by one, his fists were like flowing water, and like a dragon swimming around.

The two attacked and defended, and went back and forth. In an instant, they had gone through dozens of rounds of confrontation, which made people's hearts flutter.

Tang Li led Yanwu, confronted and confirmed.

"Benefactor Tang, offended!"

While drinking heavily, Yan Wu's right arm twisted, his muscles twisted, his monk's robe bulged, fluttering, and at this moment, his entire right arm seemed to have really turned into a dragon dragon, with five fingers, he came to Tang Li's probing and killing .

Like minded.

Heart and mind.

Yan Wu's grasp of Anjin has already reached the state of unity of mind and mind, and even faintly felt a hint of the meaning of transforming energy.

"it is good."

Tang Li yelled softly, stepped out, staggered the five fingers that came from Yanwu's detective, and slapped him on the chest.Bang——, a circle of air waves spread, Yanwu's feet left the ground, and his body flew backwards.

"what……"

For a moment, Yan Wu felt as if he was floating up, and then saw "self" standing in place. This feeling, like his own spirit and will, seemed to be separated from his body in an instant.He looked forward, only to see a white ape vaguely appearing behind Tang Li, as majestic as a mountain, calm and solemn, with a profound sense of Zen.

hum--
Yan Wu saw "myself" flying out, and his spirit and will coincided with him, flew out, landed on the ground, staggered back a few steps, and stopped on the ground, as if in a dream.

"Assigned."

Tang Li retracted his fist and stood, looking at Yanwu, said.

"Master Tang, your punch..."

With the punch just now, Yan Wu vaguely felt something, but this feeling was very secretive and hard to express.

"Hahaha, this martial arts exchange meeting is really the right time. Master Tang, take advantage of this opportunity, why don't you choose a name for the boxing style you created."

Huo Baihe said with a smile.

Everyone looked at Tang Li with anticipation in their eyes.

It is an honor for every martial artist to witness the birth of a new boxing style.

Moreover, everyone felt that Tang Li's boxing was somewhat different from the boxing they had known before, and perhaps it would open up a new path.Even, in order to spread martial arts, create a new atmosphere, and change the situation.

This is a change.

Tang Li stood in the field, feeling the fist, many memories and feelings surfaced, and his understanding and cognition of various martial arts were gathered and smelted. His eyes flickered slightly, after thinking for a while, he said:
"If not, call it Liquan."

(End of this chapter)