Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“What a sieve of sand, from bold to fine.” Whoever walked out the back of the tree made a crisp laugh.

“I didn't expect to meet a practitioner here who understands the principles of the inner family, young man. Look at your clear explanation of pile work, even ordinary people understand it. The obvious is a deep understanding. But the title of master, don't mislabel it. If it's in the old society, it's bad, just afraid to break the threshold for someone who beats you. ”

“Young man, don't be so angry. It's good to keep a low profile and be modest. ”

Wang Chao heard the words, frowned, restrained his body for a moment, and looked at people.

The man was between middle-aged and old, wearing a black silk shirt and a pair of old-fashioned scissors from the north.

His face was round, his skin was as bright as Ganoderma lucidum, no old man's spots, his eyes were like a star of enlightenment, he was radiant, his hair was white, his beard was three or four inches long, and he combed meticulously.

The old man is not tall, not short, thin, but not forced to go up and down one meter and seven. It looks like some ancient Confucian scholars have the temperament to float with a hint of Taoist dust.

“Absolute mastery! ”

When Wang Chao saw this old man, he felt that his temperament was somewhat similar to that of the master statesmen in the old photographs of the Republic. Rushang Yunxiang, Sun Lutang, Li Jinyi and others are similar.

“I just felt the wind blowing and someone spying on me to teach. No wonder he's such a master. Yan Jingcheng is really a hidden dragon lying tiger. There are such masters in Yihe Park. Is it possible that I crossed Jiang Qianlong and finally met a groundsnake? ”

Wang Chaogang just taught Cao Jingjing Pile Kung. A few minutes ago, he implicitly felt that something was wrong. It seemed that someone was looking at him, but he could not be sure. It took a long time for him to finally be sure that someone was spying on him, so he broke a little.

Wang Chao's current martial arts have become insane, breathing through his body, every inch of pore throughout his body, is insensitive, even if he sleeps, as long as someone else peeps, and moves his mind on himself, he will immediately wake up the backlash, instantly slaughtering people more than ten meters away.

The leopard paragon, a world champion with an instant velocity of 30 meters per second and 100 meters per second, also reaches more than 10 meters per second during the strongest outbreak.

“It seems that you also know the rules of martial arts, the old social master to pass on merit, if someone is hiding around, if they are known, hunting down to the corner of the world, they also have to abolish people. You peeked, and you walked out so easily, it seemed like a provocation. ”

Wang Chao looked at the old man. Although he knew that he was a superior player, he did not show any weakness. His tone turned cold. Although his body did not move, even Cao Jingjing felt that Wang Chao seemed to want to kill the other party with one blow. Hostility was obvious.

Wang Chao is right. In the old society, the most taboo when the master transmits kung fu is that people learn to peek. One is afraid that they will learn their fax. Second, it was peeked at. If no disciplinary action was taken, it would be very serious to damage the reputation of a boxer.

The rules of martial arts in the old society, if you peeked at me to practice kung fu, teach the disciples, I found out, then there are only three roads, one is I scrapped you, the second is you worship me as a teacher, as if Yang Lu Cicada stole boxing in Chen Jiagou, and finally worshipped the teacher. Three is, you beat me.

Once there was an old master, such a funny metaphor: practice, preach, like a woman taking a bath.

They were watched, either watchers were beaten to death, two people were married, or they were simply watchers.

The woman had to hang herself to kill herself.

The old man peeked, was torn, and then came out of his predecessor's tone.

Surely, the old man has a pointer tone, and the words are good, no hostility, and a good temptation.

This is obviously a joy to see, to point out the young man's predecessor, the master.

The old man was right. Wang Chao called himself a master. In the old society, people who compete will surely break the threshold, which is very unfavourable. Young people, even if martial arts are strong, but more often than martial arts, there is a flash, which is what happens when you lose your reputation.

But the old man spoke to the wrong person. Although Wang Chao was a good young man, he was not an ordinary young man, but the curator of the house in the mountains. He was also a fighter of the Kaisengli sect, even with Abbot Shaolin, he sat flat.

How can an open-minded teacher be pointed out by a casual lesson, even if the person pointing it is good will, not good will?

The door has the majesty of the door.

So Wang Chao's hostility towards this old man is normal. Perhaps this old man is a famous figure, but it doesn't help.

If Wang Chao is weak and modest, soon after, the martial arts world in Yan Jingcheng will reveal the words: the young curator of the house in Yanshannai, almost all the time in Yanjing, but he met a master who was afraid to do it. Instead, he was persuaded by the temperament of a master and learned a lot.

This rumor of fame is unbearable for a famous boxer.

Even if Wang Chao is invincible in the future.

If Wang Chao is an ordinary young man, facing this old man, perhaps he can put aside to discuss kung fu carefully. But now he is a master of the Kaisengli sect, and in this situation, even modesty cannot be humbled.

If you're modest, you might have something to say.

Although the other party may have accidentally seen a young man practice well, have a kind point, no malice. But in this case, you still have to fight.

This is the bondage of fame after fame, or so to speak, the responsibility of fame!

“Hey, young man, I see you practice martial arts well. Got a little nervous. Quit being arrogant and say it's a big deal. ”

The old man still smiled, walked over step by step, stopped at a distance of four or five meters, but there was no animosity. He just looked at Wang Chao with interest, his eyes were like looking at a descendant, his tone was like talking about descendants, and there was still no animosity.

“Who are you?” Wang Chao's eyebrows grew more wrinkly, and there was no courtesy in the tone.

“Your pile method is well explained. I think it must be practicing style. This snake drill pile is practicing fire. Who's your master? ”

The old man did not answer positively, still smiling, not at all: “I am also a boxer, just passed here, saw you two standing well on the shelf, just looked at it, although I didn't mean to look, but you can find me, martial arts practice is good. Looks like you guys are college kids from around here. ”

The old man was cheerful, well-groomed, waved his hand, “What kind of sect are you? Speak up, I might even recognize your master. ”

“You probably don't recognize Wang Chao, teach me a lesson as a junior. ”

Cold and icy words broke out of Wang Chao's teeth, "Jiangshannai's boxing curator. Although not as good as Shaolin Wudang, he is also a Kaisengli boxer. Who are you, peeking at me and pointing at me? Although you are strong in martial arts, you also know the rules in martial arts. ”

“I am also a tiger rider today, I'm sure you understand that, this man, I can't afford to lose. You have to leave a little something here today, or I won't tell you. ”

“Three paths, either wrong, worship me as a teacher, or beat me up. Other than that, you and I have no choice. ”

Wang Chao was abnormal, took a deep breath, his whole body was instantly dull and purring and scrolling. It was not a general crackling joint explosion, but it was accompanied by the gut peristaltic wind, like the sky dull thunder bombardment and rumbling.

“What, you went to the Italian boxing hall the other day to kick the curator's ass? I didn't know you were so young. And kung fu is the culmination. ”

Hearing Wang Chao's words, he looked at Wang Chao's momentum, and the smile on the old man's face solidified, revealing an incredibly heavy look.

“It was my old eyes that fainted, and I looked away, and I saw young people practicing well, and I saw hunting, but I didn't expect to cause trouble. Never thought you were a Kaisengli boxer. Indeed, I just lost it. ”

The old man showed a slight embarrassment on his face and then calmed down. He sighed softly: “Sun-style Taiji disciple Zhou Binglin. I heard that you swept Yan Jingcheng, a leading young man, killed the Shaolin folk number one, and was the first of the three million PLA. At first sight today, it was remarkable, even my old eyes looked away. ”

“I cannot and dare not agree to these three conditions of yours. Now that things have come to this point, then come! Let the old man see how good you are in charge of the house in the mountains! ”

Wang Chao mentioned these three conditions, Zhou Binglin naturally could not agree. At this point, nothing can be said, only the fist and foot can determine the height.

Although Wang Chao is young, Zhou Binglin is old, but his reputation is irrelevant.

Although it has not been ten minutes since the short meeting, the battle between the two is imperative. And it is certain to divide between birth and death.

“OK!” Wang Super took two steps forward, "Jing Jing, you go a little further. ”

“What are you guys doing? Fighting at first sight?” Cao Jingjing understands very well that looking at the old man in front of him is very kind, although it is peeking, saying two words not to be proud, without having to beat him to death.

Cao Jingjing felt that Wang Chao was a little disrespectful, but she did not understand the unwritten rules between famous masters and the responsibility for the dignity of fame.

An open-minded boxer, pointed at a point in front of him, acted at all, passed it out, that's all.

“Little girl, stay away from something you don't understand.” Zhou Binglin waved at Cao Jingjing Dao.

“Let me see how powerful you were! Don't say I bullied you in your old age and physical decline. You picked it up today. ”

“Curator Wang, come on! Don't look at me now I'm more than fifty, but different from the people you used to care about in the boxing studio, I'm still at my peak strength, you beat me, I have nothing to say! ”

When Wang Chao first met Zhou Binglin, he knew that the old man had not deteriorated because of his age.

His daily life must also be laid-back, comfortable, clean and regular. It's like an ancient kind of taxi doctor in three provinces.

There is health in the Taoist family and health in the Confucian family. Moreover, the health of Confucian households, strict discipline, eating and caring for blessings, reading and breathing, constantly regulating themselves from the details of food, clothing, shelter and so on, every day.

Those who adhere to the Confucianism, although they cannot fight, live long lives.

Ancient elders, over a hundred years old, also went to take science exams.

This Zhou Binglin, with the smell of the ancient Doctor Yongrong, is obviously adhering to Confucianism. Decades are as good as ever, so strength, state, though in the more than fifty, close to sixty, is still at its peak.

Instead, he fights, more old and spicy than he was when he was younger. It's harder to deal with.

Like Wang Super cares about the main entrants dealt with by the boxing studio, kung fu is high, but with his status, inevitably there are many rewards, less than decades of regular life, the body naturally begins to decline at an older age.

Sun Tai Chi, many of which contain Confucian reason.

When Sun Gan explained the highest realm of martial arts, he used the words "sincerely, you can know. ”

Martial arts nurturing, practicing, fighting, performing four kinds. Take care of the platoon first.

No health care, any other kung fu is in the air loft.

Zhou Binglin Wang Chao has never heard of his name, but it can be seen that this man must have been famous when he was young.

Though I have not heard of Zhou Binglin's name, I met him by chance in Yihe Garden. But Wang Super's heart did not fall into the slightest carelessness. Instead, his heart, all emptied, was heavier than any other time.

The old man he stumbled upon had more martial arts than any other opponent before him.

“Perhaps only Grandpa Li, in full bloom, can compete with this man. ”

Obviously, this Zhou Binglin, the martial arts have been enriched, and the kung fu is very deep.

Originally thought Yan Jingcheng, without a real master, Wang Chao did not think, but met a person in Yihe Garden, there are really new flowers can't blossom, no intention to insert Willow into the shade.

“Take it! ”

Hoo-hoo! Suddenly, Wang Ultra footsteps a drum , his body like a tornado sucked the ground, sweeping the grass leaves, as soon as he attacked and stepped in front of Zhou Binglin, his fists collapsed and hit him with a small belly under the sea.

This memory of the seabed punch, short distance, vigorous, but silent, not even the sound of a broken voice, but the speed is incredible, only one time, printed on Zhou Binglin's black silk clothes.

Wang Chaoqing entered the system with great strength, all the pores in one piece, controlled freely, like breathing through the mouth and nose, punched out, one pore, one breath, can eliminate the muscle lifting wind. But it doesn't consume strength, it brings out sweat. This is the ultimate kung fu from sound practice to silence.

Martial arts are not the culmination of the peak, but the divine indoctrination, absolutely cannot be practiced to silence.

“It's another realm, from voice to silence.” A big boxer once said that.

Zhou Binglin's eyes suddenly lit ten times more than just now. His pupils clearly printed Wang Chao's figure and his body withdrew.

Wang Chao this punch, full force erupted, left no room, Zhou Binglin tried to avoid its sharp flashes, and then fought back with kung fu.

After all, Zhou Binglin, as he had said for decades, used Confucian rules of reason to nourish his health, unconscious, consciousness brought Confucian temperament, courtesy and tolerance, thus influencing his strategy against enemy times.

Zhou Binglin retreated ten meters, and the whole person flashed into the woods. Wang Chao was as shadowy as a shadow. He followed up and pursued, breathing.

Collapse! Zhou Binglin retreated into the woods and suddenly made a move, turning around, his hands leaning aside, the ground shook for a moment, a "seven star gun” was encountering Wang Chao's "submarine collapse” and a "elbow slap”.

Gunshot smashed into each other, Zhou Binglin backed away, and his body climbed against a hug tree.

The trees swayed, and countless leaves fell.

Zhou Binglin's black silk clothes suddenly added a hole with a big fist.

It turns out that Wang Chao's "bottom punch” punched him in the stomach. Although he dodged him quickly, he still hit his clothes, and then he hit a hole in his clothes.

This punch immediately revealed Wang's superb kung fu after the super strength of the indoctrination, one punch to open the tablet rock nothing, many masters, even karate, Taekwondo masters can do it, but one punch can punch soft silk clothes out of the cave, which is an incredible means.

Wang Chao missed the “submarine collapse”, instantly slammed the "elbow bottom” to lift the punch, and hit Zhou Binglin's "seven star cannon” hard, his body also backed hard, leaning against a large tree.

The bark of the great tree, along with Wang Chao's clothes, was torn apart.

Wang Chao was also immobile, such as the old bear on the trunk itching, a friction, the clothes on the upper body were all torn off, showing black and green as fine iron tough steel healthy skin muscles, like the ancient first fierce Li Xuanbao, thin body, but tough, beating the world any fierce hands bowed their heads.

Lifting his footsteps, he slipped toward the tree behind him, and Wang Chao brushed it, directly using his power to plunder the past.

Footsteps rubbed against the ground, as if swallows crossed the water, blinking kung fu, people like the bullet that fired in the barrel of the gun, again in front of Zhou Binglin, two fists, one left and one right, such as crocodile turtle floating water on the Yangtze River, left and right beat, both sides shot, directly grabbed Zhou Binglin's shoulder arms.

This is the quintessential form of fisting, called "turtle floating water”, is a grasping technique, as long as the hands twist each other's arms, the next move is "crocodile tail", with all the strength of the body, walking through all the root knots, one by one trembling, one by one, one by one, tearing, one by one.

After biting the prey, the crocodile trembled all over his body, grabbing the teeth of his mouth in front and using them. In just one stroke, the prey was torn apart and his body torn into pieces.

Chicken pecking centipede, pecking into the body, shaking and jumping all over the body, is to take this shaking power and tear the centipede apart.

A common name for crocodiles, turtles, and other animals. The fist is created based on turtle floating water, alligator fishing.

Li Xuanbao beat people, in addition to using a hammer, he grabbed each other and tore people to pieces.

The essence of all boxing, long punches, guns and punches as the supremacy. Short capture, however, is best with misalignment.

Split the bones wrong, not enough power, can only crush people's muscles bones, pull muscles.

But in the highest realm, you can learn Li Xuanbao and tear people to pieces!

This is the cruelest, most virulent, full of the laws of natural survival, boxers do not reach the real enemy and will not use it.

Wang Chao pulled this out, indicating that Zhou Binglin's martial arts have reached the point where he must do everything in his power.

You can keep your hands up!

Guan won't open his eyes, he's going to kill!

After Wang Chao Wu Gong became more like a master, he was extremely skilled in form and boxing. He had already broken through the realm of master, entered the realm of pure green furnace fire and the realm of master of the Kaizen sect.

Zhou Binglin saw Wang Super attack, fierce and courageous wind, as if it was really a giant crocodile tail in the Yangtze River, fluttering, inconspicuous, his nose seemed to smell the wind.

At this time, his mind didn't even rush to turn and he didn't have time to flash any thoughts. His hands swung, his feet plowed to the ground, his spine body bowed forward with gestures, and his fists split.

This vigorous force, such as a bow crossed, pulled the two-string arrow to burst out and caught it in the hands of Wang Chao.

This style has a famous hall of fame, the "Bow and Fire Tiger Twin Wind Gun”. It's a combination of Tai Chi mid bow shooting tiger and serial gun, power erupts, strikes out, collects bullets, dumps, bombs, collapses, blows five forces together. It is the most courageous and invincible technique of boxing.

This punch does not practise the entire spine to the very top of the flexibly merging realm. It cannot be used at all. It can also pull the spine and become crippled and paralyzed.

Zhou Binglin put it out. The high martial arts is truly Wang Chao's most powerful enemy ever.

This old man, in his 50s, is not physically degraded because of his age!

Bang! Wang Chao type “Turtle Floating Water" left and right open bow to catch, is encountering a bent bow shooting Tiger Twin Wind Gun, four fists and two hands crossed, both masters together darkened, one to abolish each other.

Wang Chao pulled down, his arm fist palm touched, just felt that all joints, ligaments, muscles and root joints of the general muscle bone had been bombarded, blood in the blood vessels seemed to be shaken tremendously, heart rate accelerated, qi and blood surged, all five dirty six seemed to be about to jump out.

Especially with both hands, they seem to have been electrocuted by 100,000 volts of high voltage, almost numb and unconscious.

Zhou Binglin was similarly uncomfortable. Two fists were fired by Wang Chao, and his body actually tended to spin. It was immediately understood that the other party was also skilled in four or two kilograms of Tai Chi kung fu, and reached the point of walking along with it, flashing freely and invisible.

At the same time, as the body rotated and was about to stabilize, the other party's strength changed between the moments, and his hands snapped. Like steel hook claws, deeply caught in his fist, severe pain, uploaded from two fists.

With a fist of double-wind guns, he shocked Wang Chao's muscle pulse and bones, but was also stuck in his fist by Wang Chao's claws.

Wang Chao's claw work, the most powerful, lead mercury ball, a snap. All the strength of the body, the steel plates are to be scratched.

With this contact, Zhou Binglin knew that the other party's capture technique, especially eagle claw strength, was fierce to the extreme, a force he had never seen in his life. No wonder Yanjing could be swept across, killing Shaolin's folk number one, Kaisengli faction, and the number one leader in the million PLA.

A roar seemed to be coming from Wang Chao's chest. Wang Chao's viscera rolled over, a bloody smell in his throat, knowing that he had been struck by a shock, the other party used Tai Chi rigidity, far more than Chen Tianlei the previous few days.

A little hard, shocked the whole body.

Visceral injury, unable to fight for a long time, Wang Chao's whole person suddenly swept, his orbit almost split, his hair blown up, the root needle stab erected, like the legendary "angry punch crown”.

A roar shouted, Wang Chao angry, full of black and iron, brave, like Li Xuanbao rebirth, such as an iron nail machine. Hands clasp each other's fists, overpowered, powerful, carried from underfoot, over the caudal spine, across the upper body, head.

For a moment, he leveraged his whole body with excessive force, a point, a tear, a pull, a push, a bump, a sneak rush, his body trembling, his breath blowing like a thunder.

Zhou Binglin faced the other party's fierce slaughter, knowing that it was already the key, his arms shook suddenly, his feet borrowed force, his body sank, and he actually stepped into the dirt.

Knock-jack kung fu, waist, spine, legs, force, arms like guns, this shake is to shake Wang Chao's whole person out.

Wang Chao's seizure of the splinter bone, has come close, Zhou Binglin did not expect, he actually, like the god of war, attacked, just as a million Xiongshi had crossed the river, one strike a thousand miles, there was no time to hide, only the most basic and steady kung fu that exhibited too great a pole, trying to shake Wang Chao out.

Zhou Binglin's jitter was the thickest, he had ever performed, his arms were lifelong, four people on one side pressed on his arm, one jitter and one shock, all eight people were dropped and opened.

However, Wang Chao is not an ordinary person, but a general of Li Xuanbao style, this type of misaligned “crocodile tail”, is his desperate kung fu.

As a bulldozer crashed in, he tore it apart on both sides. Zhou Binglin immediately felt, trembling powerlessly, hurriedly spinning, with one foot as the axis, rotating transformational force, leaning forward, and impacting with Wang Chao's body closely.

Bang! The two collided, and the sky flew backwards.

Zhou Binglin was in the air and saw that Wang Chao's hand seemed to have pulled something from himself. Once he landed, his right arm and shoulder were sore and his blood stained half his body!

He looked at his entire right arm, cut by Wang Chao Yi crocodile tail, raw pull, flesh, bones, red bars, all naked out.

What Wang Chao grabbed was just one of Zhou Binglin's right arms!

Guan won't open his eyes, he's going to kill!

Masterful fighters, just like beasts prey on nature! Split the wrong hand! is the harshest, harshest boxing technique ever captured. Can't use it without having to.

Phew! Wang Chao landed, also a bite of blood sprayed out, looking at his hand ripped off arms. The deepest part of my heart suddenly flashed with a deep sense of helplessness and sadness.

Such helplessness and sorrow, and when Zhang Weibiwu felt it, too.

Brush, Zhou Binglin's entire face was pale, his footsteps were shaky, he turned east, sucked and took two steps, bang, fell to the ground, blood stained the grass.

No master, with a severed arm, will have a chance to fight again.

The two masters, because of the battle of fame, met accidentally, but made such a scene. The masters saw the brutality of the battle, winking between their eyes, and judging between life and death.

Wang Chao can't let go, once he loses, all the fame, name, career will be put to good use.

Famous, this name is not only a shackle, but also a responsibility.

At this time, Cao Jingjing was next to the woods. He saw the scene, his eyes were wide open, his buddha was dreaming, and then he seemed to be awake again. He saw the situation in front of him, his mouth was open, and he seemed to shout, but the words reached his throat and swallowed raw again.

She was someone who had seen the world, and she reacted instantly, thinking about how the whole thing was going to work.

This battle is more ridiculous than anything Wang Chao has ever experienced, but it is inevitable.

Master, the master's reputation, once carried, will never be lost, the martial artist, will fight for it.

(To be continued)