Romance of Dragons and Snakes

It's refreshing to see the fresh wind blowing into the house with fresh water from the sea under the leaching rain outside.

The rain in the Southern Ocean and the rain felt by Wang Chao in the mainland are different. The water in the wind seems to have a tangled smell, making people intoxicate without realizing it.

Tang Zidu, like those rich billionaires, seems to have valuable properties all over the world, typical of the three cunning caves.

Now she and Wang Chao live in a high-rise apartment, very spacious and bright, with open windows looking out over the distance and a wide view.

However, Wang Chao is not in the mood to watch the windows winding down in Nanyang. After seven or eight days in a row, he always remembers the situation with the white man Walton and the moment he died under the method of shooting Cheng Shan.

Wang Chao did not regret the meteor of this archdeacon, he was just re-positioning the guns and boxing in his heart.

Ever since his martial arts entered, he has had his own experience in confronting guns, and that morning he was practiced, sniped by a car assassination, hidden away by the sensibilities of ordinary people, and then singled out the car. This near superman's physical strength and explosive power, as well as speed and agility, make him incredibly proud and confident.

And in field military schools, he spent time and sniper training guerrillas in the jungle, and those sniper gunmen, who were specialized in the army, did not hit him once.

Gradually, his mind was also on modern guns, creating a mind that he regarded as nothing.

But I really saw the North American gun Wang Cheng Mountain playing with the gun, and there was a little uneasiness and danger in my heart. Though he had seen Cheng Shan Ming once, Wang Chao did not see the means of this shooter.

And this time, Walton's martial arts were comparable to his banner drum, shot to death, Wang Chao had a feeling, like the spirit of boxing, at that moment, also smashed by bullets.

“Even a white man can practice the most divine martial arts and master the deepest concepts of Chinese culture. Then the world is as big as Cheng Shanming's brilliant shooter, and surely there is more. I met him in the morning. What should I do? My strength, my explosive power, has now reached its peak, the limits of the human body, and further, it seems impossible. Do you really want to cultivate into a fairy? ”

Wang Chao felt that his mind was somewhat caught in a dead end, so he turned his head and looked at Tang Zidu writing with a brush on a table.

Tang Zidu is writing with a scrupulous pen ink, but she is not using paper, but a square, three-inch thick, smooth stone tablet.

When Wang Chao saw Tang Zidu writing on the tablet, he remembered the person who used to write the tablet for others in the countryside when he was a child and then carved it out according to the writing.

What “so exam husband some tomb".

However, Tang Zidu wrote in a strange posture. Tai Chi stood without polarity, holding his waist, writing with his wrist, walking with his wrist, like a sword dancing, his body was empty, as if all the fine spirits were focused on the tip of the pen, pen like a dragon, running snake walking. It's a pendulum that drives the body.

Wang Chao knew at first glance that it was also a method of practicing kung fu.

Calligraphy and writing can be tao metallurgist's last name. Cooperate with exercises in upper boxing to improve fitness and achieve great results.

“Little brother, are you still thinking about fighting Tang Xi Lian?” Tang Zidu didn't lift his head, his eyes always pointed at the tip of the pen and asked casually: "In the past few days, we have tried several rounds of the opponent, you are in the same situation, you need to divide the wins and losses, you need to work hard and endurance. ”

“What if she fought him?” Wang Chao asked.

“My strength is a little better than his. If he's a regular opponent and there's no interference whatsoever, it's going to take him at least 30 minutes, and he's going to consume almost as much energy. ”

Thirty minutes! ”Wang Chao heard Tang Zidu's words, exhaled breath, life and death fighting, is a matter of a moment. Wang Chao has fought with people many times over the past five or six years. The fighting time, at most, has not exceeded ten minutes. There was absolutely no battle between a warrior and a warrior on a mountain, and three days and three nights did not separate victories and losses.

To get to the point of working hard, unless it is an official contest, many rules are set and both sides are allowed to follow only the frame.

And since practicing martial arts, Wang Chao has had plenty of strength, and has never challenged his physical limit to what extent.

Because people fight, it's fast, quasi, hard, seize the opportunity, capture the king, kill. If in the battle between life and death, the right thing to do is to fall to the point of winning, then there is little difference between the two sides of the fight, experience, repair, play of imminent enemies, psychological factors.

This is almost one in 10,000, very little. Ten thousand fights in life and death, maybe one or two. Because even the winning and losing brothers and sisters, their minds will be different when fighting each other in life and death. This subtle difference is enough to cause rapid death.

“Little brother, you're too young. Though able to hold Dan in his crotch, a piece of gold dan swallowed into his belly. But Dan is round and not moist and lacks something, so he can't go into sincerity, and his strength seems to be at its peak, and he can't grow again. ”

“Don't answer. Listen to me.” Tang Zidu put down the pen, the light of his eyes measured this brother softly, seems to have made some kind of determination: “Your current burst power, one pounce, can be more than twenty meters, approaching thirty meters, full force burst fist power, also approaching two kilograms. But it was all sudden. Just not long. An endurance, with a heart. Your heart is very calm for ordinary people. There is already a master's style, but it has not reached Dading Da 'an, like a fly earthquake, like the Nine Heavenly Dragons. You killed Wu Wenhui, you didn't want to be coerced. In anger, your blood splashed five steps. This kind of boxing is not sincere, although it is the superior realm of the samurai. ”

“Look at the inscription I wrote.” Tang Zidu vs. Wang Chaodao.

Wang Chao walked forward and saw that there were only eight words written on the stone, but the lines of each word were very ancient. Some of the strokes were like earthworms bent, some were sharp as swords, some were like clouds, some were just a little, but the strokes were hanging high in the sky, and the atmosphere pounded.

These eight words are like dragon birds, like kings of heaven and earth, overlooking all beings.

Though Wang Chao doesn't recognize these eight words, the meaning contained therein seems to be stuffed into his chest.

“What's that word?” Wang Chao looked at it and suddenly flipped it gently with his hand, turning the tablet over. He saw only the back of the tablet, and there appeared to be a clear eight-word opposition!

This is obviously the brush force of Tang Zidu, penetrating directly through the tablet!

“Wang Xiaozhi wrote, three points in the wood. Pen ink penetrates the texture of the wood. How can you penetrate a rock when you write? ”

Tang Zidu smiled: “The same is true of Wang Xiao's late writing of the tablet. Calligraphy, everyone, take writing tablets as the highest realm. Yan Zhenqing's Taobao tablet, the words penetrate the bottom of the tablet. A smart calligraphy man with a strong paper back. Calligraphy master, three points in the wood. Book Holy is a penetrable goldstone. This triple realm is actually the same as Wu Gong. A pen, a big gun, a big gun, is your own punch. ”

{Yan Zhenqing's late wedding monument, tasted the stone, and remembered the stone in the event of an accident, so there are many genetic monuments, famous for "Aunt Xiantan Tang", "Yan Qin Monument", etc.}.

“What are these eight words? I look, the atmosphere is pounding, like the fate of the heavens and the earth, and life expectancy is in it.” Wang Chao asked.

“Little brother, you can see this, indicating that your boxing eyes are really on the edge of the road. These eight words are ancient bird-shaped words. ”

Birds can fly up to the sky, and bird-shaped writing means that the ancients thought they could communicate like birds in the sky.

Tang Zidu sucked, “The eight words read ‘By Heaven, Both Life and Everlasting'. Of course there's a pound of atmosphere in there. ”

“Ordered by heaven to live forever.” Wang Chao Da was surprised. He also knew the origins of the eight words: Qin Shihuang ordered Chancellor Li to use Hezhi's seal as emperor, and ordered Chancellor Li's book to “be commanded by heaven and live forever”.

Though modern society, feudal ideas are swept away, Wang Chao still feels that Tang Zidu wrote these eight words, very uncoordinated.

“Usually people write with their wrists, intelligent people write with their arms, upper calligraphy, and with their bodies. Calligraphy is like boxing. The pen method of writing these eight words in bird-shaped language is the highest level of physical exercise and ceramic mood in the gossip gate, the inner temperament mindset, also known as inner strength eight section Jin. ”

Tang Zidu: “Dong Haichuan is a Bai Lian religion. The rebellion was revealed, so he hid inside the Wang Palace as a eunuch. Bailian teachings in the restoration of the country, this inner strength of the eight legs of kung fu, is also the highest secret of the eight gossip fists, in fact, the original purpose of Hongmen, is also to remove Manqing, restore China. Of course, now is the time to cross the border and everything is scattered. But this kung fu, secretly circulated. I am now the only one in the gossip gate who knows this kung fu. ”

“When writing these eight words, the most important thing is meaning. Eight words, each with a different mood, coincide with eight gossip images. I don't understand what is hidden in gossip, it is the flower shelf that is written. Like practicing Italian boxing, playing tiger shapes, without the harshness of tiger pounding in your heart, kung fu won't get on your upper body. But the meaning is good. Tigers are tigers, monkeys are monkeys, and gossip is hard to understand, so I didn't teach you. And even if I taught you that, you wouldn't be able to practice. This is my last kung fu in the basket. I was able to get into sincerity from your realm, with this kind of kung fu cultivation. ”

“Little brother, my last things are now in your hands.” Tang Zidu said silently in his heart.

(To be continued)