Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“Big soft, big loose...” Wang Chao heard the old man speak of loose bones and fur to attack. He suddenly remembered saying this a year ago when Tang Zidu and Tang Zidu were talking about Tai Chi punch momentum. Now combined with the old man's words, it was like dialing a cloud to see, the mind was clear.

With his right hand pressed against his ribs, his left hand flattened, Wang Chao automatically placed a dragonsnake strike position. Dark spooks the coccyx, taps the fur, then divides your entire body into two layers, inside and outside, and relaxes darkly.

But understanding is one thing, and doing it is another thing. When Wang Chao's fur is strong, his whole body muscles are tightened, and he can't always divide yin and yang inside and out.

“Nice, just soft and loose, young man. Understanding and doing is two different things. More practice, people try, pushers in Tai Chi, twists in gossip, are both wrapped around each other, it takes at least a year for the hands to catch up with the body. Hey, what's your pose? What kind of pile is that? Seems like a tactic of closing the gates? ”

As soon as the old man saw Wang Chao muttering to himself, he knew that he had understood, but then he saw Wang Chao's pile method, and his face shocked.

“This is the dragon snake method, my master dragon is a horse, snake is a gun. Horse guns are united and can be regarded as kings in cold-weapons battlefield combat.” Wang Chao doesn't hide it.

“It turns out that your master was a man who went to war. As long as you go to war without dying, you will certainly become a generation of masters. The ability to create such a standard synthetic shelf can already open the sect and take its own name as the form of another vein.” The old man was sentimental.

Wang Chao is familiar with the history of national art and understands what the elderly have said. Italian doors, Tai Chi doors, and gossip doors can all form their own unique style and then send a pulse branch.

If Sang Yunxiang is a fighter, it is called the Shang Shi Shi Shape. In addition, there is the Che Yishai's Che Shi Shape, Guo Shi Shape of Guo Yunshen, Cheng Tinghua's Appreciation, and so on.

“I wonder if your old man has worked out well? I just worked with you, my wrist is dark and bursting, it seems that the needle is lurking, I haven't refined the dark power, I don't know what level of kung fu this is, Master and I tried, and I didn't do the dark power.” Wang Chao asked hastily.

“Hey! Now that I'm old, I'm at the height of martial arts, martial arts did get into strength, and none of my pores can get a full fist wound, like a needle. But now it's not working, and it's the only way to beat people in a hurry. The whole body is in no hurry.” The old man's colour dimmed and his tone revealed his emotion for the passing of the years, as if he were a dynasty man.

“What, have you been practicing your strength, and when you get old, your hands and feet will degrade like the outside kung fu?” Wang Chao frowned.

“Young man, boxing is not a myth, cultivated into a higher priest, nor can it rival the passage of time, the invasion of years. Years don't spare people, people don't like old age. I am now in my 90s, the inner trinity center and agreement, meaning and Qi can still do it, but Qi and Li Qi can no longer reach the whole body. Some places are out of luck. ”

Say it, the old man is another progress, flashing in, with his palm as a knife, to cut Wang Chao's throat.

The old man walked with great skill and was as agile as a leopard pounding an antelope. He walked with a genuine gossip knife.

It's just that the old man doesn't step on the side, he hits hard, snatches the middle line, steps on the palace, and makes the thief's gossip sloppy and angry.

“Yes!” Wang couldn't help but drink. The old man immediately showed a difference. Gossip, meaning, Tai Chi's superior theory is the same, but no, but the three families, along with all the inner boxing techniques, the final thing and the most basic theory are the same, the difference is just the fight and the idea of enemy times.

However, although the method is different, practicing at the upper level can still merge with each other, gossip can also attack positively, shape can also surround the side attack, Tai Chi also just burst, one blow to death.

“Since I am a senior in the gossip gate, I also fight with gossip claps!” Wang ultra-hearted and moved. At the same time as the old man did, he felt the other party's breath was coming, and he was led by the breath. Wang ultra-foot trampled out naturally, as if it were a reflex of conditions, completely without going through the brain. This time, he actually went up a few points faster than the original.

This slope, instantly grabbed the side of the elderly, at this time, Wang Super's pores drummed up, quietly listened, as if people were on a stormy marine reef, listening to the roaring storm, which is strong, which is weak, all have to be in the mind.

A storm is the strength of an old man's body. Wherever it is strong, it means that the old man's strength has not reached that place, wherever it is weak.

Wang Chao suddenly entered a subtle realm, his pores listened vertically, his eyes only looked at his hands, and he felt the other party's strength was weak, and he stabbed him wherever he wanted.

“Young man, good job. When Zhuangzi untied the cow, Zhuangzi said, don't look at the whole cow, just feel the connection of the beef bones, it's like boxing, don't look at the whole person, just listen to the weak link. ”

Wang Chao grabbed the side and slammed it. The precise position is the weak power of the enemy. Like an antelope hanging horn, naturally made, without carving, obviously some unintentional upper level kung fu.

The old man also stepped, turned around, and then came first, one step faster than Wang Chao, still grabbed the front, palms and Wang Chao touched, immediately tangled up, wearing a waist insertion rib into the crotch.

When Wang Chao and the old man's palms collided, he was also like the old man, with his arms plugged in and his waist wrapped in the crotch.

This is the fall of the back palm in the gossip door.

The clap of gossip is inherently wrestling. That was Cheng Tinghua's integration.

“Pfft!” The two of them turned their back palms together, sticky as soon as they touched each other, posting them together as if they were wrestling. After all, Wang Chao was much worse. The two of them twisted their back palms together for a vigorous moment. He immediately felt restless, his whole body rose, his footsteps were off the ground, and he lost his power and was released.

The earth beneath the feet is used to step on the force, and any boxing technique, feet off the ground, is difficult to change by force.

Wang Chao was thrown five or six meters away, rolled to the ground, and then his palms pocketed around his tail, like a tail support, and a monkey jumped up.

“You guys...” Zhujia next to her was staring at her, and in her eyes, this old man was a mystery. When the two met without asking their names, they talked hot and tried to fight each other. And she felt like they were both nuts and nuts.