The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Entering the Ming Jin, the principle...

Seven days later.

As the morning light begins to rise, a faint golden edge appears on the horizon, making it look poetic and picturesque.

The royal residence and back garden.

Wang Yi stood tall and straight with calm and sharp eyes, and a serious expression on his face as he performed the Xingyi Santi Stance in front of the pavilion.

He was dressed in a green robe and black cloth shoes. He held a shiny black gun in both hands, shaking it up and down continuously.

The gun body is three meters long and is made entirely of iron and wood. The silver-white gun head shakes out countless gun shadows that flash with cold light.

The secret book of spearmanship that Li Yuan sent to him gave him a deeper understanding of Xingyiquan.

After several days of practice, I have made some progress in whole strength and am now only one step away from bright strength.

Of course, this is also thanks to the Yandao Hall, which directly enabled him to perfect his spear skills. It was also with such a foundation that he was able to combine the insights of Xingyiquan and achieve success in whole strength.

Put aside unnecessary thoughts, focus your mind, and feel the changes in the force as the gun moves up and down, as well as the changes in the force in your body when it is affected.

The steps of the feet gradually become flexible and varied, as natural as flowing clouds and water, driving the strength of the whole body to surge.

As he moved, the gun in his hand began to shake violently, making a low and powerful buzzing sound.

The guns danced faster and faster, the buzzing sounds became louder and more frequent, and countless gun shadows emerged.

Wang Yi's eyes were focused and serious. Every time he swung the gun, it was full of power and beauty, drawing invisible tracks in the air.

Stab the gun, stab the gun, pick up the gun, break the gun, roll the gun, smash the gun, shake the gun, entangle the gun, hold the gun, blunt the gun, block the gun...

As time went by, a lot of insights emerged in my mind. Combined with the contents and annotations in the Xingyiquan Sutra, I gradually had my own understanding of the whole force.

The so-called whole strength seeks coordination of the whole body and unity of inside and outside.

It is through long-term training that the strength of various parts of the body is integrated together to form a powerful overall force.

The force starts from the ground and reaches the whole body. It relies on the coordination of various parts of the body such as hands, feet, waist and legs, so that the force can be smoothly transmitted and accumulated, thus generating terrifying force.

Ming Jin means training the whole body's strength and concentrating the strength so that a casual punch can make the air explode. This is what is meant by money being worth a thousand dollars. This is the realm of Ming Jin.

Wang Yi stopped shaking the gun, put it away, stood still, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated his mind.

After a cup of tea.

Wang Yi closed his eyes, suddenly raised his right hand and struck the sky. A crisp sound exploded from his right hand, the sound was crisp and dull.

clap clap clap...

Two clear applause sounds rang out.

Yan Zhendong led Huang Feihong and walked slowly towards them with shocked faces.

"Master, have you entered the Ming Jin level? This is too fast..."

"Brother Wang's speed in learning martial arts..." Huang Feihong concealed the shock on his face and didn't know what to say for a moment.

How long has the other party been practicing martial arts?
Can I have a month?

Even if it was a month, what could he learn in such a short time? Ordinary people would not even be able to get started with the basic horse stance. But the other party became a Ming Jin martial artist, which was really puzzling.

If the other party really became a Ming Jin warrior in just one month, this talent is truly unprecedented.

Wang Yi opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and nodded, saying: "After understanding the key to the whole strength, the breakthrough came naturally."

He casually put the spear in his hand back into the weapon rack beside the pavilion and asked with a smile, "Master Huang, how come you have time to come to my humble abode?"

Huang Feihong bowed and looked very serious: "Congratulations, Brother Wang, on your great improvement. I have encountered some problems, so I came to talk to you."

"Let's sit down in the pavilion and talk." Wang Yi nodded, turned and walked into the pavilion and sat down.

After the two of them sat down, he took out three teacups from the tray, picked up the teapot and poured tea while curiously asking, "Master Huang, tell me your problem and I'll see if I can think of a solution for you."

Huang Feihong nodded and frowned as he continued, "Not long ago, a vegetable vendor at the port was accidentally injured by a foreigner. I knew that the capital was carrying out the Westernization Movement, and we Chinese would always suffer in such disputes. So I thought of asking the government to help us have a good talk with the foreigners."

"But the result is not satisfactory. There is still no result of this matter. Neither the government nor the foreigners care about the lives of the people..."

The admiral's unconditional compromising attitude and the foreigners' contemptuous looks made him feel very uncomfortable.

There was a flash of surprise in Wang Yi's eyes. Without the interference of the Shahe Gang, this conversation between Huang Feihong and the foreigner still had no result?
Picking up the teacup, he thought quietly. The reason for this matter was that the government didn't want to get involved, nor did they dare to get involved, so they adopted the attitude of making a big deal out of a small matter and a small matter into nothing.

As for the foreigners, they had long been raised by the Qing court to have extremely arrogant temperaments, and their attitude towards this matter was nothing but contempt.

It is normal that Huang Feihong did not get any result.

Yan Zhendong's face darkened, and he said in annoyance, "The government is getting more and more cowardly. It can't stand up to the foreigners at all. It's always us ordinary people who are wronged. It's really hateful!"

After he finished speaking, he clenched his fist with a grim expression and slammed the stone table hard, making a dull sound.

"Master Huang, do you want to seek justice for the people who were accidentally injured?" Wang Yi glanced at Yan Zhendong, tapped the table lightly, and asked calmly.

Huang Feihong was silent for a while, then he said helplessly: "It's not just about seeking justice. If this matter doesn't get a fair result, the foreigners will become more rampant. Similar things will inevitably happen frequently. How will the people of Foshan survive then?"

This is what he was worried about. Once the arrogance of the foreigners was encouraged, similar incidents would continue unabated and countless people would suffer.

Wang Yi laughed dumbly: "Fairness? Master Huang is taking it for granted... If the government doesn't intervene, you and I don't have the strength to ask the foreigners for an explanation. Foreigners are the most subservient to the law of the jungle, and you are wrong to talk about anything without strength."

"Don't foreigners have any sense?" Huang Feihong frowned deeply.

"Reason... A big fist is reason, a strong country is reason, and the range of a cannon is reason. Truth is only within the range of a cannon. Foreigners will not talk to us about morality. They only believe in the law of the jungle."

Yan Zhendong slammed the table and said in a low voice, "Young Master, you are right. We can't play the game of scholars with these foreign devils. Only fists can make these barbarians understand the truth."

Although Huang Feihong also agreed with this logic, he still didn't want to escalate the situation: "Can't we use gentle means to resolve this matter? If the government doesn't intervene, once the foreigners are angered... things will get out of control, and the consequences will not be something we can bear."

Wang Yi shook his head speechlessly. How could he succeed if he was afraid of both wolves and tigers? If he wanted to solve this problem, he had to make the foreigners feel the pain, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

After a moment of hesitation, he slowly said, "I don't have any gentle means, but I do have a way to resolve this matter. However, given Master Huang's temperament... I'm afraid he won't adopt it."

As he spoke, he raised his teacup and took a sip. Huang Feihong was not so much an upright person as he was a pedantic upright person. He had too many frames in his mind and it was difficult for him to do anything that went beyond those frames.

He will help deal with this matter, but he will only do it secretly as a way of repaying Huang Feihong for his favor.

However, the government office does need to think of a safe solution. Before it is fully grown, many things need to be taken into consideration.

(End of this chapter)