The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 37 Tai Chi Wang Yi, please give me your advice.

Wang Yi returned to his original state, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and slowly exhaled. The natural and lively breath quickly dissipated, and he returned to his normal state of peace and nature.

He bowed, chuckled and shook his head, saying, "There are still many key points that I haven't understood. I have grasped the spirit but not the essence, so I can't be considered a good Tai Chi master."

Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness, using stillness to control movement, using slowness to control urgency, using the opponent's force to counter force, and using little force to move a large object.

The essence lies in the harmonious unity of body and mind.

Tai Chi emphasizes relaxation of the body and mind. When practiced to the highest level, the whole body becomes empty, formless and imageless.

What is relaxed is not only the body, but also the mind.

In the process of practice, one gradually reaches a state of nothingness in which the mind is free of distractions, the spirit is calm and relaxed, and the body and mind are united.

This state helps to enhance the body's perception ability, so as to anticipate the enemy and strike back.

Li Yuan laughed and shook his head: "Young friend, this is not good Tai Chi, then what about the monkey boxing that I have studied for a lifetime? How many martial artists can master the essence of martial arts after practicing martial arts for a lifetime? Young friend, what you said is a bit irritating..."

It's more than just infuriating.
How long has it been since the other party got the boxing manual?
In just ten days, he has mastered a boxing technique to such a high level. This kind of talent... If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

The more I come into contact with him, the more mysterious he becomes.

Now he was somewhat tempted to agree to the Chamber of Commerce merger that the other party mentioned last time...

Yan Zhendong took a deep breath, raised his hand and pointed at the man beside him, introducing him: "Sir, this is the leader of the Black Guards, Li Hu."

Li Hu clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Greetings, Master Wang."

Wang Yi looked Li Hu up and down. Under his black clothes were clear-cut muscles, his lower body was steady and powerful, his brows contained a stern murderous aura, and his wide and long eyes were as fierce as a tiger's eyes. This was a fierce man.

With a thought in his mind, he stretched his muscles and asked, "What strength?"

Li Hu was stunned for a moment, and answered truthfully: "I am now at the Ming Jin level."

"Practice?" Wang Yi showed an interested look on his face.

"This... I am no match for Prince Wang." Li Hu was in a dilemma, neither refusing nor agreeing. From the way the other party was practicing Tai Chi, he knew he was no match for him.

"I haven't fought with anyone for a long time, and I'm itching to show off my skills... Don't worry, just stop when you're done." Wang Yi took a step forward slowly, lowered his body slightly, spread his hands, and assumed the starting posture of Lan Que Wei.

Li Yuan showed an interested expression and ordered: "Li Hu, lend a hand to my friend. It will be good for you." After that, he and Yan Zhendong retreated into the pavilion together.

Li Hu nodded carefully, walked slowly to stand in front of Wang Yi, clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "Hong Quan Li Hu, please teach me."

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, stood up, clasped his fists and said in return: "Tai Chi Wang Yi, please give me your guidance." This statement naturally contained deep meaning.

The martial arts he is proficient in now include: Shadowless Kick, Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist, Hung Fist, Xingyi Fist, Tai Chi, Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, Bagua Palm, Shaolin Fist, Large and Small Grappling, Yue Family Spear, Tongbei Fist, Xinyi Liuhe Fist, Praying Mantis Fist, Pucha Fist...

Among all the martial arts he learned, Tai Chi was the one he valued the most.

Tai Chi is deeply imbued with the principles of Yin and Yang, just like the beginning of heaven and earth, where Yin and Yang give rise to and restrain each other, and give birth to all things.

The principle of Yin and Yang is perfectly embodied in Tai Chi. One movement and one stillness, one emptiness and one reality, all are in line with the natural way of heaven and earth.

Tai Chi is born from the infinite, embracing everything, and is all-inclusive and all-inclusive. If Tai Chi is taken as the mother boxing and contains hundreds of martial arts in the world, it will surely be possible to deduce a more exquisite martial art that is more suitable for oneself.

Becoming broad-minded and profound is the process he must go through.

To learn from the strengths of all schools, one must take the essence and discard the dross, and evolve a martial art that is unique to one's own.

With this in mind, the name of Taiji Wang Yi is the most suitable for him. "Be careful, Young Master Wang." After Li Hu finished speaking, a fierce and fierce aura emanated from him, and his wide and long eyes were like tiger eyes, revealing a fierce light, as if a tiger was staring at its prey.

Wang Yi smiled faintly, took a step forward slowly, lowered his body slightly, spread his hands, and once again assumed the starting posture of Lan Que Wei.

"Hah!" Li Hu clenched his right fist and shouted loudly. He took a step forward, slightly tilted his body, twisted his spine, and made a crackling sound. He gathered all the strength of his body on his right arm, and his fist slammed towards Wang Yi's face like a sharp arrow. The whistling sound of wind suddenly exploded in the sky.

Wang Yi's eyes were focused, and he slightly turned his body to easily avoid the powerful punch. As if he had anticipated it, he used both hands to intercept the opponent's arm, which had lost most of its strength, in the air beside his ear.

He took a step back, pulled his hands downward to gain leverage, and instinctively used the Lan Que Wei technique in Tai Chi to throw Li Hu away. On the way, his right hand shot out like lightning and patted his waist and abdomen.

Seeing this lightning-fast palm strike, Yan Zhendong exclaimed in admiration: "Young Master is so powerful, the outcome is decided with just one strike. If it is a life-and-death fight, this palm strike on the waist and abdomen will be enough to make Li Hu lose the strength to move."

Li Yuan nodded slightly: "As quiet as a virgin, as fast as a rabbit. The conversion between fast and slow is like instinct, which is the essence of Tai Chi's "using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force."

Li Hu supported himself with one hand and used the force to do a backflip to steady his body. Feeling the numbness in his waist and abdomen, his expression instantly became solemn.

As both were Ming Jin warriors, he was no match for the other party. This gap... was hard for him to accept.

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Young Master Wang, be careful. I will not hold back at all from now on." He planned to put aside all his concerns and have a real fight with the opponent to see how big the gap between the two was.
Wang Yi nodded slightly, with his palms facing inward, and his hands as if holding a ball, slowly pushed out to both sides, one in front and one behind, and his mind completely calmed down.

Seeing this, Li Yuan and Yan Zhendong's expressions instantly became solemn. They fought with all their might and no one could guarantee that no accidents would happen.

The two looked at each other, then moved to a location not far from the two men, ready to rescue them at any time.

"kill!"

Li Hu roared, and with great force, he came to Wang Yi in a few steps, and punched like a violent storm. Each punch carried the force of thunder and lightning, and the wind whistled continuously, setting off a fierce fist wind.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, his body was agile, his movements were swift, and his fists and feet attacked at the same time, like a tiger rushing down the mountain, trying to tear the enemy in front of him to pieces with every strike.

He displayed the Hung Gar moves to the fullest extent; every move was full of power and murderous intent; he entered a state of fighting for his life.

Wang Yi's face was solemn, and he shuttled through the fierce attack like a dragon, his figure erratic, like a breeze.

Tai Chi moves freely in his hands, using softness to overcome hardness, and dissolving the opponent's attacks one by one. His hands sometimes play music like a piano, and sometimes paint like a brush, and every move is full of beauty and power.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce, with heavy punches and kicks. Their figures crossed each other quickly, and every collision made a dull sound.

Li Hu felt more and more frustrated the more he fought. No matter how fierce his attacks were, it was like hitting a cotton ball, with no effect at all.

His emotions gradually became violent, the murderous intent in his eyes became more fierce, and his attacks became more fierce. Every blow went straight to the opponent's vital points. He fought to the point of madness and completely forgot their identities.

When he fell into this state, flaws immediately appeared in the connection between his moves.

Wang Yi frowned slightly, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and his hands drew a perfect arc one after the other, performing Tai Chi Cloud Hands. His hands seemed to turn into two soft cloud belts, tightly wrapping around the opponent's arms.

Li Hu felt that his arms were entangled by a soft but tough force, making him unable to break free. He was terrified and stepped back repeatedly, exerting force with his arms to try to break free.

Wang Yi followed closely, his hands tightly wrapped around the opponent's arms like a snake, leaving him no chance to resist.

Seeing his right leg kicking at him rapidly, he immediately used the force of his hands to push forward. Without waiting for him to steady his body, he took a step forward and threw a forward blocking punch, hitting his lower abdomen with a dull sound.

“Wow…Pfft——”

Li Hu screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body curled up and flew into the air, then fell beside the stone railing beside the pond. It took him a long time to recover.

(End of this chapter)