King Engine Of One Punch Man

Chapter 123 Tai Chi (Part 2)

boom!

After the fierce fight, the two figures paused for a while, and then quickly separated, each standing steadily facing each other.

The two looked different.

Bangu looked at Wu Chi with suspicion. What kind of move was this kid just now? Why does my attack seem to sink to the sea after entering, and the more resistance it gets in, the stronger the resistance? It was like a punch on the cotton. The soft feeling made him vomit blood. What a weird martial art.

Wu Chi looked astonished. The trick I used just now by instinctive reaction was… the wild horse split the mane? Yes, this is the move I just learned from the unnamed man known as King. Wait a minute, how could his slow and soft fisting resist Bangu? Am I missing something?

He frowned and thought deeply, what the guy said… He beats fast with softness, overcomes rigidity with softness, hits hard with strength, squeezes a thousand catties in four or two, and is skillful in unloading and borrowing strength… It’s like the split mane of a mustang, Shuangfeng Guaner and so on… Tai Chi pays attention to forgetting oneself, and there is no way to win…

I don’t know when, his confused eyes flashed with brilliance. It turns out that no move is not no move, but no fixed move. You can make a temporary move at any time based on the opponent’s attack, quickly counterattack, and post-control.

He seemed to have caught a hint of martial arts inspiration.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one, and Bangu is not a fool, waiting for him to realize the principles of martial arts.

“Wu Chi, if you don’t realize it, don’t blame the old man for being merciless.”

Bangu took a deep look at the martial idiot who had fallen into enlightenment. This guy has a very high martial arts talent, and he is able to support war through war. The stronger he is in Vietnam, if he is a good man with a chivalrous heart, then it is a great thing in the martial arts world. However, the guy on the opposite side killed more than a dozen martial arts masters in a few years. He was a vicious criminal offering a reward. In this way, the higher the opponent’s martial arts talent, the greater the harm to the world.

This person cannot stay.

“Wu Chi, you should pay the price for your actions.”

Banggu yelled, then bullied himself up, with his hands sticking out, swift as a dragon, and his whole body vigorous, like a storm slamming on the shore, moving forward indefinitely.

Obviously, Banggu no longer kept his hands this time, vowing to take down Wu Chi, a scum in the martial arts world.

boom!

Wu Chi doesn’t have much thoughts about Banggu’s attack. Right now he has entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, commonly known as the epiphany. In the epiphany state, his spiritual platform is clear and his head is empty, and all martial arts are controlled by the tricks. Instinctively play.

This time, Wu Chi’s moves are even more weird, such as antelope hanging horns, unconstrained, no longer sticking to one move, all gestures are coups, and every move has a profound meaning.

Banggu became more and more shocked. He only felt that some of the opponent’s moves were familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it. He couldn’t help attacking harder, his whole body strength displayed vividly, or like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, rolling in endlessly, or Like the stormy waves hitting the shore, the momentum is like a rainbow, the momentum sinks vigorously, or like lightning and thunder, it is fast like the wind, with heavy afterimages.

Even if Wu Chi fell into an epiphany, the gap in strength left an unbridgeable gap between the two. Although they could gain the upper hand for a while, they couldn’t last forever.

boom! puff!

Sure enough, Wu Chi accidentally hit Banggu with a punch. He instantly awakened from his epiphany, and he flew upside down, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground with a depressed expression.

“As expected to be a great master, I am a little worse after all.”

Wu Chi sat down on the ground, staring blankly at Banggu who was closing his fist, and smiled bitterly.

Bangu didn’t have a hint of joy of victory. He frowned and said, “What kind of punch did you… just now?” Where did you see that strange punch?

Wu Chi moved his gaze to King who was eating melon seeds, and whispered, “Tai Chi.”

“Tai Chi?”

Bangu and King were surprised at the same time.

Bangu’s gaze glanced at King who was eating melon seeds. His eyes were shining. If he remembers correctly, King has been practicing Tai Chi for the past few days when he went up the mountain?

King almost didn’t throw away the melon seeds in his hand. He watched Wu Chi use Tai Chi like a fire, and it was almost as good as Banggu. He had a kind of Tai Chi that was pickled vegetables in his hands. It’s worthless, but it becomes an antique in the hands of the other party, worth a thousand dollars, this fuck is really…fucking.

Wu Chi struggled to stand up, wiped off the Bloodline at the corner of his mouth, staggered towards King, then softened his knees and knelt down on the ground, “Thank you Wu Taidou for teaching the supreme martial arts, the juniors had eyes but did not know Taishan. Please forgive me for any offense.”

“Ha ha.”

King let out a sorrowful smile, the plot made people vomit blood.

“You mean, your Tai Chi was given to you by Professor King?”

Banggu’s eyes widened, and ten thousand horses galloping past his heart. Old man, I have seen King playing Tai Chi, but I didn’t discover the secrets from it, so Wu Chi took the lead. He had a sense of “old man and old man”. .

“The seniors don’t dislike the repeated offenses of the juniors, the patient professor, the juniors are ashamed.”

Wu Chi thought that when King taught him Tai Chi just now, he was full of disdain, and from time to time he opened his mouth to make troubles with irony. However, King was never angry and patiently explained Tai Chi one by one. He did not abandon him because of his shortcomings.

Thinking of this, he was even more ashamed, this is the demeanor that a great master should have.

King is confused. How can he spread Chinese traditional culture and suddenly become a master? Ha ha.

Bangu looked at King with excitement. King knows martial arts, but King really knows martial arts!

He undoubtedly ordered Wu Chi to say: “Wu Chi, you explain the mystery of Tai Chi.” Now it’s no longer a wife or a wife, selfishness and selfishness.

Wu Chi asked King with his eyes, and the corner of King’s mouth twitched, “Tai Chi belongs to the world.” Well, hurry up, I’ll learn it by the way.

Wu Chi understood in seconds, and sighed lightly: “In fact, the younger generation is the first to glimpse the skin, Tai Chi is like water, water is impermanent, and Tai Chi is also the same, pay attention to adaptability, and it will come naturally…”

If King is talking about the Tai Chi general outline, then Wu Chi is talking about the perception of the details of Tai Chi. The general outline is elusive and elusive, while the perception can speed up everyone’s understanding and understand Tai Chi more quickly.

After Wu Chi’s words, Banggu’s expression is extremely wonderful. The appearance of Tai Chi has subverted the traditional martial arts concept, as if it has opened the door of a New World, making people immersed in it at once.

“Huh, Tai Chi… it’s amazing.”

After a while, Banggu came back to his senses, looking at King with complicated eyes. Originally, he planned to accept King as his apprentice, and he questioned King’s strength in later life, but now the other party has shown incomparable. His martial arts skills are enough to serve as his martial arts instructor, what else can he say?

King is a fake strong man. If he speaks it out, Wu Chi will slap him over with Tai Chi. Can a fake strong man create such a martial art that has been passed down through the ages?

It’s even more a joke to accept king as an apprentice. People have become a group of their own. What qualifications does a person who picks up the teeth of his predecessors have to teach others, relying on the old to sell the old?

Alas, the old man is sad! Xi Wu has spent most of his life, no more than the two hairy boys in front of him, and a lot of years old have lived on dogs.