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Chapter 63: Buddhist Vajra Grinding Wheel, Ancient Martial Arts Tai Chi Shows Its Power!
After hearing what Wang Zheng said, Brother Shen was a little dissatisfied. After all, he was a martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin. Even five or six special forces soldiers were no match for him.

Dealing with ordinary people is like dealing with chicks.

Judging from Wang Zheng's tone, it seemed that he didn't take him seriously.

"Fuck, there's someone over there who looks down on you, go beat him up, take off his robe and hang it on your wall."

"As everyone knows, on the walls of Brother Shen's house are Emperor Armor's mask, Ultraman Cero's mask, Superman's S-shaped underwear, Iron Man's mask, and Captain America's shield."

"Come on, Brother Shen, the brothers are rooting for you!"

"Aren't Taoist priests all the same as charlatans? I've never met a Taoist priest who can be called a magician in my life. With how skinny he looks, I'm afraid Brother Shen can kill him with one punch."

"Master Wang, do you need me to help?" Lin Zhengxiong asked softly.

Wang Zheng shook his head.

Although Taoists do not practice martial arts, their physical fitness becomes extremely strong as their cultivation improves, not to mention the mysterious innate purple energy protecting their bodies.

A martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin is nothing.

"Be gentle." Jiang Chen left a word and watched calmly from the side.
"Master Jiang, don't worry. My brother Shen knows how to act." Shen Ge bowed slightly, then fixed his phone and walked forward to start his attack.
Jiang Chen glanced at Brother Shen with a somewhat subtle expression.

Wang Zheng stood two meters in front of Brother Shen. In Brother Shen's eyes, Wang Zheng was full of flaws.

"Please." Wang Zheng stretched out his hand and beckoned slightly, his expression indifferent.
"Watch this!" Brother Shen roared and stepped forward

His muscles bulged and his aura suddenly changed, making him as terrifying as a bloodthirsty tiger coming down the mountain.

Lin Zhengxiong nodded slightly upon seeing this.

As a martial arts master, he could tell at a glance that the funny-looking man in front of him, who was wearing a Batman mask, was using the Tiger Fist.

Traces of the Buddhist body-training method, the Vajra Grinding Wheel, can still be seen on his body.

The Lin family also has a collection of Vajra Grinding Wheels. There is nothing wrong with this method. It is just a relatively good method of body refining.

He stomped his right foot on the ground, exerting his strength from the ground, combining his waist and horse, and punched Wang Zheng's chest with his huge fist, as fast as lightning, with a sound of breaking wind.

He didn't use his full strength. The punch only looked intimidating. He only used 30% of his strength, which was probably over 100 pounds.

Under the gazes of several people, Wang Zheng raised his hand nonchalantly and actually grabbed Brother Shen's fist.

"Bang!" A dull sound was heard when the fist and palm touched each other.

"What!" Brother Shen's face changed, and his eyes fell on Wang Zheng's palm in disbelief.

Even if he didn't use his full strength, this punch was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

In today's society, an adult man who can punch with a force of more than 100 kilograms is considered strong.

However, Wang Zheng's body, which did not look strong, actually contained such great power.

"The Taoist priest on the opposite side was actually able to withstand Brother Shen's punch. It seems that we underestimated him."

"Looking at Brother Shen, he probably didn't use his full strength."

"This anchor is truly amazing. A while ago, that faker Zhang Daniu died so tragically, yet there are still people trying to debunk the faker Jiang Zhenren."

"Brother Shen, use all your strength and use your iron fist to knock that Taoist priest down!"

"You can even break steel bars, so can't you break a skinny Taoist priest?"

In the live broadcast room, Brother Shen’s fans were frantically posting comments. Seeing that Brother Shen failed to knock Wang Zheng down with one punch, all the fans felt a little ashamed.

"Are you tickling me?" Wang Zheng grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
He recalled how he had been alone in the primeval forest, his spiritual energy infused within him, sending a zombie made of steel flying seven or eight meters. With the spiritual energy's blessing, his strength surpassed a thousand pounds. Even without spiritual energy, he could have knocked this god-like brother down.

"Stop talking nonsense! Watch the move!"

Brother Shen snorted coldly and didn't care. After all, he hadn't used his full strength yet.

His composure returned to normal, and he no longer looked down on the Taoist in front of him.

"what!!"

Wang Zheng heard the sound of breaking wind again, and a sharp whip kick came towards him.

Ming Jin warriors exert their force directly, fiercely and domineeringly, without many fancy moves. They concentrate all their strength on one point and break through the surface from that point, with amazing lethality.

After long-term training with the Vajra Grinding Wheel Body Refining Method, Brother Shen's bones have become as hard as iron, and his muscle density is several times that of an ordinary person, which is quite astonishing.

Wang Zheng's eyes flashed and he used Tai Chi shoulder lean to avoid the whip kick. At the same time, his whole body was compressed into a ball like a spring and hit Shen Ge's chest.

Brother Shen only felt a huge force coming, and his blood surged in his chest, and he kept taking a few steps back.

The heavy footsteps crushed the bricks on the ground, thus completely removing Wang Zheng's strength.

But before Brother Shen could react, his right arm was grabbed by Wang Zheng, who used another Tai Chi side-body punch, and with the help of the power of his body's center of gravity, he threw Brother Shen more than ten meters away.

Lin Zhengxiong's expression lit up. This Tai Chi was used beautifully.

To deal with this kind of reckless guy, you have to use Tai Chi. It will make him dazed but won't hurt his brain, and it will also show your own style.

Everything was as expected, Brother Shen was no match for Wang Zheng.

But after three moves, Brother Shen was defeated.

But Brother Shen’s live broadcast room fell into silence and shock.

"Oh my goodness! What did I just see? A 200-pound man was thrown over ten meters?!"

"Fuck! My god brother was beaten like a beast of burden. Even his Batman mask fell off."

“I can’t accept this result.”

"This looks like Tai Chi! Isn't Tai Chi good for health? Why haven't I seen this move before?"

"Is the Tai Chi you learned upstairs the same as the one passed down by the Taoist priest?"

Only then did Brother Shen get up from the ground, his chest felt like a huge wave was surging, his eyes were wide open, full of shock and disbelief, he couldn't believe that he could be knocked down so easily.

Only the energy and blood in his chest surged like a tide, constantly impacting his senses, making him a little dazed for a moment.

The clean white vest was covered in dust, and there were many scratches on the arms.

At this time, Brother Shen looked a little embarrassed.

He had just used all his strength, but it was still useless. He was easily knocked to the ground by the Taoist in front of him.

He now understood that he was no match for the Taoist in front of him.

"My grandfather told me that there are very few people in the world who can rival me. I didn't expect that there is one right in front of me." Brother Shen moved his bruised shoulders.
Wang Zheng was holding back. If he had been knocked to the ground directly, he would have been crippled if not killed with that force.

Brother Shen picked up his Batman mask with a somewhat dejected look, slowly walked up to Jiang Chen and the other two, and then said in front of everyone in the live broadcast room:

"I lost. I'm really no match for Master Jiang."

(End of this chapter)