From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

However, since he had brought so many people with him, he couldn't just slink away like that. So he clasped his hands and said, "Senior, I'm not here to cause trouble. I just hope to spar with the Tai Chi masters in your group."

"Tai Chi? Apart from me being old and unwilling to move, and a newly recruited handyman, everyone else in my group has practiced Tai Chi, but it's all for self-cultivation and improving blood circulation. None of them are Tai Chi masters."

Wang Yaozu sat back in his recliner, picked up a palm-leaf fan, fanned himself, and said leisurely, "You should go back to where you came from. We magicians and you martial arts instructors have never interfered with each other."

Peng Qianwu naturally ignored him. Just as he was about to say something, his ears twitched, and he noticed someone walking out of the main hall.

It is the river flowing.

It was only when he noticed Jiang Liu coming out from behind that Wang Yaozu lay down and stopped wasting words with him.

[A teenager?]

Peng Qianwu also noticed the change in Wang Yaozu's attitude, and then Zhao Xinchuan leaned close to his ear and said, "Master, he seems to be the one in charge of this opera troupe."

"Young Master!"

When the apprentices saw Jiang Liu come out, they hurried to greet him.

"Ah."

Jiang Liu nodded and said to Hong Guniang, "Sister Hong, take Zhao Qian and the others to practice in the backyard. The front yard is indeed a bit too conspicuous."

“Come with me to the backyard.”

Hong Guniang was always decisive and efficient. She beckoned to the apprentices and took the lead into the main hall, then crossed the corridor and headed to the backyard.

The apprentices followed suit immediately.

"Greetings to the Master of Tai Chi Sect."

Jiang Liu clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, glancing at the disciples brought by Peng Qianwu, and said leisurely, "There are indeed no real Tai Chi masters in our opera troupe. My mastery of Wudang Tai Chi was just a coincidence, and I have also informed the Wudang sect, so they don't mind."

The Thirteen Postures of Tai Chi have a close connection with Wudang, having been passed down from Zhang Sanfeng to Dong Tianbao.

Now that Jiang Liu has obtained the Thirteen Forms of Tai Chi, the Wudang Sect also recognizes that he has inherited Dong Tianbao's legacy. Therefore, he can decide who to pass on the Thirteen Forms of Tai Chi to, and he can bear the consequences of any trouble he causes.

But he also knew that Peng Qianwu wouldn't leave unless he sparred with him, so he changed the subject and said with a smile, "If you really want to find a Tai Chi master here, then I'm the best Tai Chi practitioner here. How about we have a practice session?"

"Kid, you..."

One of the Tai Chi disciples pointed at Jiang Liu and had just opened his mouth—

"Snapped!"

Peng Qianwu instantly swung his palm backward, striking the disciple in the face, causing him to fly backward out of the door and crash into a tree twenty meters away, where he lost consciousness.

This scene terrified the other disciples, who trembled but dared not utter a word of protest, nor did anyone dare to help the unfortunate disciple.

Apart from Zhao Xinchuan.

"Hmph! Who gave you the right to speak?"

Peng Qianwu snorted coldly, cupped his fists to Jiang Liu and said, "Young brother, that person is a new disciple who has just joined my Taiji Sect. Relying on his decent talent, he has cultivated Qi perception in just one month and is somewhat arrogant. I hope you will not take it to heart."

Jiang Liu didn't seem to care, and simply asked, "Where shall we spar? Inside the courtyard? Or outside?"

"Let's go outside the courtyard, so as not to damage the flowers and plants inside, and to avoid troubling you to repair them later." Peng Qianwu said with a smile, leading his disciples outside the courtyard.

Jiang Liu came out one step later and closed the gate.

"Can't we do it inside the yard? This old man wants to see some excitement!"

Wang Yaozu's shouts came from inside the door, but Jiang Liu ignored them, only staring at the crowd that was eyeing him menacingly, and asked again, "One-on-one? Or a group fight?"

The Tai Chi disciples were eager to try, but Peng Qianwu stopped them. He couldn't quite figure out the young man in front of him, so he asked, "What about a one-on-one fight? What about a group fight?"

"A group fight means you all attack me; a one-on-one fight means I'm the only one against a whole group of you."

Jiang Liu shrugged and added a condition, "Please rest assured, I always value fairness. Once we begin, I will only use Tai Chi and will not resort to any other tricks."

After saying that, Jiang Liu took a deep breath, stretched his shoulders, and his whole body made crackling sounds. A burst of Qi shot straight into the sky, and the surging air waves swept around, directly blasting away more than a dozen Tai Chi Sect disciples who were slowly approaching him.

The remaining disciples, including Peng Qianwu and Zhao Xinchuan, all looked as if they had seen a ghost, retreating and swallowing hard.

Is this a person?

This is a human!

In Peng Qianwu's eyes, Jiang Liu's cultivation had reached a state of perfection, like a god or demon descending to earth, and was absolutely invincible!

Peng Qianwu didn't know how high the opponent's Wudang Tai Chi skills were, but just based on this level of cultivation, the strength of his life was far beyond his imagination!

Even if the opponent just throws wild punches and punches randomly, I could still cripple or kill them all!

# Chapter 207 Tai Chi Chuan Power Transformation: The Legend of the Dragon and Snake

As the Qi returned to his body, Jiang Liu, like an immortal untouched by worldly affairs, lightly touched the ground and moved close to the ground. In an instant, he rushed into the Taiji Sect disciples, swaying his body from side to side, gently shaking his shoulders and swinging his arms, and unleashing a powerful force of both softness and hardness.

When encountering strong force, one's body is sent flying backward, falling dazed and disoriented, unable to get up again; when encountering gentle force, one's whole body is exhausted and numb, the energy one has raised is dissipated by the shock, the flow of energy is blocked, and one falls to one's knees with a thud, unable to get up again.

In less than three breaths, all the Tai Chi disciples brought by Peng Qianwu were knocked to the ground, leaving only Peng Qianwu and Zhao Xinchuan standing beside the disciple who had been sent flying by Peng Qianwu's palm strike.

"A perfect blend of strength and gentleness! Truly a master of Tai Chi!"

Peng Qianwu could see clearly that Jiang Liu's Tai Chi skills, if not reaching the level of a grandmaster, were definitely those of a master.

Even after practicing Peng Zu Tai Chi for many years, he wouldn't dare say he had reached that level.

But after years of practice, Peng Qianwu was unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to try Jiang Liu's Tai Chi!

Peng Qianwu's body was filled with surging Qi, his eyes seemed to burst forth with two beams of light, he shouted loudly, his Qi sank into his dantian, passed through three more gates, his spine trembled, as if a dragon or snake was coiled around him, and a dragon's roar erupted from his body.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, he traversed a distance of ten meters, arriving in front of Jiang Liu in an almost instantaneous manner. He pinched a cone between his fingers and unleashed it in a flash, like a serpent hunting its prey or a white crane pecking at a fish. Between reality and illusion, it was impossible to tell whether he was using a claw or a fist.

But Jiang Liu caught the outstretched hand cone with a "snap," his arm moving like a long snake coiling around a tree, or like a cow's tongue curling up grass, and he reached forward along the arm, instantly hitting the forehead.

Boom!

The force burst forth from Yin and Yang, disrupting the circulation of Qi throughout the body, causing Peng Qianwu to continuously retreat backward.

"Master!"

Zhao Xinchuan rushed to help him up.

but--

With a loud "snap," Zhao Xinchuan was thrown aside by Peng Qianwu. He assumed a slight horse stance, his chest heaving, his spine trembling, and shouted, reciting a mantra:

"The fists are like shooting stars, the eyes like lightning, the waist like a snake, and the feet like drills; the tailbone is upright and the spirit is penetrating to the top of the head; the hardness and softness are round and flexible, and the upper and lower body are connected; the body is relaxed but the spirit is inward, the whole body is light and agile and the head is suspended; the yin and yang, emptiness and fullness change rapidly, and the source of the will is in the waist."

In an instant, Peng Qianwu's Qi circulated throughout his body, his head reaching the sky and his feet firmly planted on the ground. His Qi surged and spread outwards, his arms tumbling like dancing dragons and snakes, guiding the Qi throughout his body into a powerful force, transforming it into the shape of a dragon's head, and propelling it towards the river.

This is precisely his special skill:

Nine dragons united!

Looking at the overwhelming force, Jiang Liu smiled slightly. He stepped on Yin and Yang, raised the Five Qi in his chest, and the dragon on his back trembled. His arms tumbled like dragons and snakes soaring through the nine heavens, and the force took shape. His left hand was strong and transformed into a real dragon, while his right hand was soft and transformed into a spirit python. Moreover, neither the dragon nor the snake had only a head, but also a body and a tail.

It is:

Dragons and snakes dance across the world, heroes are born today!

"This is!"

Peng Qianwu's heart trembled, but he could only watch helplessly as the dragon-snake force, several meters long, completely annihilated the Nine Dragons Combined Technique he had unleashed.

Just as the dragon and snake's energy touched three inches in front of him, they suddenly separated and, following the rotation of Jiang Liu's arms, surged upwards and finally exploded.

call--

A fierce gust of wind swept down from the sky, startling the birds in the nearby forest and causing the fish and shrimp in the lake beside the courtyard to flee.

thump!

Peng Qianwu was utterly terrified. He knelt on the ground, panting heavily, but he still managed to keep his head up and questioned Jiang Liu: "How do you know the Nine Dragons Combined in my Pengzu Tai Chi?"

"Wudang Tai Chi has both hard and soft power, forming the Yin and Yang principle, which can evolve into countless forces... It is not difficult to imitate the Nine Dragons Combination of your Peng Zu Tai Chi. If the Taoist priests of the Wudang School had seen your Nine Dragons Combination, they would probably be able to imitate it to some extent."

Jiang Liu said leisurely, "However, my move 'Dragon and Snake Romance' is a surpassing of the original."

I also noticed your "Nine Dragons Combined" technique. The force you unleash is like a cannonball leaving the barrel, focusing only on power and not on control. It has the effect of hitting a cow from across a mountain, but ultimately it only focuses on the power generated by the spine and ignores the flow of force in the meridians.

The force I unleash circulates through the three gates and nine orifices, connected by the eight extraordinary meridians, allowing for complete control over the transformed force.

Upon hearing this, Peng Qianwu was filled with resentment.

His family's Peng Zu Tai Chi is said to have been passed down from Peng Zu and has some connection with Wudang Tai Chi, but why is there such a big difference?

The Nine Dragons Combined, which he was so proud of, had no secrets whatsoever from the Wudang Tai Chi skill, which could evolve into thousands of kinds of energy through Yin and Yang!

[That's right! The Ape Strike Technique! There's still the Ape Strike Technique! My Peng Zu Tai Chi is flawed! As long as the Ape Strike Technique stolen by Zhou Xiyu is recovered, Peng Zu Tai Chi will definitely be no worse than Wudang Tai Chi! In fact, it will be a top-tier martial art in the entire world of supernatural beings!]

Thinking of this, Peng Qianwu forced himself to stand up, clasped his hands in greeting to Jiang Liu, and asked, "May I ask your name, young brother?"

"Jiang Liu" (江流).

"Excellent! Truly, heroes emerge from among the young!" Peng Qianwu praised, laughing heartily, and then lowered his stance, saying, "From today onwards, I, Peng Qianwu, guarantee that absolutely no one will dare to cause trouble for the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe!"

"no need."

Jiang Liu refused outright.

Despite having the support of local powerful figures, the Ghost Hand King's opera troupe will have far fewer troubles in its development. However, the Tai Chi Sect is skilled but lacks morality. If they have too much contact with it, it will definitely affect the future reputation of the opera troupe and may even plant a long-term time bomb.

Therefore.

In the early stages of development, Jiang Liu preferred to explore and experiment rather than cooperate with a sect whose upper echelons were corrupt and whose lower echelons were crooked.

Even if the other party is willing to make overtures, he is unwilling to accept them.

You might gain a small advantage, but who knows how you'll have to pay it back in the future!

"Young man, you're too kind..."

I said, "No need."

Peng Qianwu was about to exchange a few more polite words when he inexplicably sensed an unbearable pressure emanating from Jiang Liu again. He couldn't help but swallow hard and quickly changed his words, saying, "From now on, my Taiji Sect will never cause trouble for Ghost Hand Wang Cai's opera troupe again!"

"I hope so."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu smiled and said, "In the future, when we perform in the city, we would also very much welcome the disciples of Tai Chi School to come and support us."