From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 427: Hiding the Clumsiness and Standing Fist, Five Animals Killing Moves

On the stage, Dr. Qu was panting, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He clearly remembered that Wang Shuhuan was very weak during the day and even disciples weaker than himself could bully him. How come he was fighting with him for more than ten minutes now?

"You...you have been hiding your abilities during the day!"

Wang Shuhuan remained silent, as if this fierce battle had reached his limit. He just kept dodging the punches. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, and the mountain wind blew, making him feel as cold as if he was covered in frost.

When Dr. Qu saw Wang Shuhuan's shaky appearance, he immediately gathered himself and stood up again to attack Wang Shuhuan.

Later on, Dr. Qu's boxing techniques were mixed with some elements of the Five Animal Exercises, which looked dazzling and were his most powerful skills.

What drove him crazy was that Wang Shuhuan on the opposite side had been staggering for nearly ten minutes, but he was still walking around the ring, waiting for a chance to fight back, and he never fell off the ring.

"Wang Shuhuan, it's almost twenty minutes! If we don't decide the winner, you'll be eliminated along with your opponent!"

Chen Li was downstairs using her cell phone to count the stopwatch, jumping and shouting at Wang Shuhuan.

"What!" Dr. Qu's face changed drastically, and he was even more anxious to pounce on Wang Shuhuan.

However, this time Wang Shuhuan did not run away again. Instead, he suddenly stopped and squatted down in a horse stance.

"God help me! Boy, you are anxious too, right?"

Dr. Qu's face was filled with joy, and he immediately stretched out his right hand like a tiger pouncing at Wang Shuhuan.

This was a killer move from the Five Animal Play. He twisted his waist suddenly, used his waistband to move his shoulder and arm, and smashed towards Wang Shuhuan with his right hand like a chain. The momentum was extremely terrifying.

The blow was so solid that even the rough bark was torn off. Chen Li, who was caught in the crowd below the ring, had already been frightened by the momentum of the blow and it was too late for her to warn others.

Facing the tiger's pounce, Wang Shuhuan said nothing, but took a horse stance, took a step forward with his left foot, and then punched forward with his clenched right fist.

This is the simplest straight punch.

Doctor Qu estimated that this kid was a trapped beast, and the claws on his hands were even more powerful.

Just as the fist and the claw collided, Dr. Qu's expression suddenly changed.

As the pain from the fractured right hand just came, a huge force like a tsunami passed through the right hand to the shoulder, and then to the whole body.

The scene in front of him changed several times, light and shadow became lines, and when he came to his senses, he had already flown out of the ring.

A crushing situation emerged, but the roles that I expected to be the most powerful ones were reversed.

"In fact, I am not only hiding my incompetence during the day, I am also hiding my incompetence now."

Wang Shuhuan stood there with his fists clenched, his expression calm. The misty light on his fingertips gradually faded away. With an expressionless face, he suppressed the severe pain and spasm in the muscles and meridians in his robe.

Dr. Qu stood up with the help of his friends, holding his right hand with a grim look on his face, but he did not show any malice.

The force of that punch made him realize the difference between himself and the little kid above.

He even suspected that this was not the power of Qi.
Dr. Qu frowned and said, "You could have ended it long ago. You are using me to buy time and reduce the number of people who will challenge you later."

"You are so powerful, why don't you challenge those two?"

Doctor Qu raised his head and looked towards Li Ling'er and Xiao Zhuoma.

"No, it's different."

Wang Shuhuan shook his head and didn't explain further.

Doctor Qu also noticed Wang Shuhuan's pale face and the cramped arms hidden in his robes. After thinking for a moment, he sighed and turned away. The other Qi-inducing disciples did not understand the wit in the two people's words. They only realized one thing.

This crazy Wang who has achieved a breakthrough in Qi induction for half a month is very strong, at least stronger than Chinese doctor Qu.

But come to think of it, if one's own strength is not enough, how can one successfully complete so many tasks of the Service Hall?
"Crazy Wang!"

"Crazy Wang!"

"Crazy Wang!"

Countless ordinary disciples of the Pure Yang Palace shouted excitedly at the top of their lungs.

They did not draw in Qi, but this time the two halls had a competition in which the hall with more points was named, and all members of this hall would receive mission point rewards.

This made them feel more of a shared destiny and a sense of honor than the collective activities in the school sports meets in junior high and high school, and they felt their bodies were trembling.

Chen Li stood in the crowd. Hundreds of people were cheering for him. She looked at the ordinary-looking boy, how he remained calm, how he kept his head down, how he showed his brilliance, and the ugly amulet embroidered bag on his chest. Her eyes became wet.
"You should be like this, it should be like this..."

As she thought about it, Chen Li remembered that she had not yet entered the stage of drawing in qi, so she slowly lowered her head.

While most people below were still in a daze, a beautiful and charming figure had already jumped onto the stage.

Wang Shuhuan frowned as he looked at Yang Jiaqi, who was already out of breath just by climbing onto the stage.
He would rather have a strong master come up.

"Yang Jiaqi, you are also from Chunyang Palace, why..."

Yang Jiaqi put her hands on her hips and nodded as if it was a matter of course: "I know, I came here to compete. What, is there a rule that we can't compete with people in the same hall? You dare to hit me? If you hit me, I will go back and tell my brother that you beat up his own sister in public in the Taoist temple!"

Yang Jiaqi's qualifications are similar to those of his brother Yang Xinwu. He is an expert in opening seven meridians. His overall strength is much higher than that of Dr. Qu who was just knocked off the stage by him.

The final punch that knocked Chinese Medicine Doctor Qu off the ring actually hurt the enemy by a thousand and his own by eight hundred. His usual fighting ability was not as high as Chinese Medicine Doctor Qu thought.

Faced with such a tough opponent like Yang Jiaqi, Wang Shuhuan frowned and then got into position.

"What are you doing? Come and fight!"

At this time, Yang Jiaqi was wearing a black corseted training suit and had her hair tied into a high ponytail. She attacked Wang Shuhuan with a beautiful whip kick with fierce momentum.

Wang Shuhuan was ready for battle, but when he grabbed Yang Jiaqi's white ankle, the force from it made him shudder.
Yang Jiaqi, who had a high ponytail and a heroic look on her face, was now almost in a split position, pressing on Wang Shuhuan.

"You take a good rest. I will come up and perform with you for the next twenty minutes. In the remaining ten minutes, you will be able to stabilize the stage."

Yang Jiaqi winked playfully, her breath was as gentle as an orchid.
"Thank you, thank you."

"Then why don't you put down my foot? I don't want you to rest like this!"

Wang Shuhuan immediately put down Yang Jiaqi's foot, and the two of them staggered their bodies, and then fought seriously again.
The acting skills of both of them were not very good, and as the fight went on, the people below began to figure out that something was wrong.

"The way they fight seems a bit fake, doesn't it?"

"Why do I feel a bit like my grandma doing Tai Chi in the park?"

"Hey, did the teacher teach us to change a fist into a palm tap midway through a punch?"

"Fuck, I can see a fake match when I watch a martial arts competition between two halls?"

The discussion was getting louder and louder. Yang Xinwu, who had his right hand dislocated from a fight, glanced over and almost vomited blood when he saw the two guys practicing Tai Chi with the old man on the ring.

(End of this chapter)