Become a prophet in the Tiga world

In the training room, teaching continues.

In order to arouse Luoyang's interest in learning, Ling Feng personally took action and showed him the power of Neijiaquan.

"Martial arts cultivates true energy, and internal martial arts cultivates strength."

"The so-called strength refers to the technique and method of exerting force when making moves."

"Energy is generally divided into three categories, namely Ming Jin, Dark Jin and Hua Jin. Ming Jin is strong and domineering, while Dark Jin is soft and vicious. How to use it varies from person to person. There is no distinction between the two."

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"Hua Jin means that after both Ming Jin and Dark Jin are practiced to a high level, the two Jin are integrated and released at will. One style has multiple Jin or one Jin has many changes, so Hua Jin is also called Ming and Dark Jin."

As he spoke, Ling Feng put his palm on a hard board. Silently, his palm sank deeply into the board, with tiny cracks covering the edges.

"The punch that pierced the wooden board before belonged to the Cun Jin of Ming Jin, which explodes with the strongest force in a short distance, also known as Zhanyi Fa Li.

This palm now is a continuous force in the dark force. My kung fu is not perfect yet, otherwise the palm print should be as smooth as satin without a single crack."

Having said that, seeing the lack of discouragement on his face, Luoyang knew that this guy was an "old Versailles".

"Since Wudang Master Zhang, Neijiaquan has derived many schools, including Wing Chun, Bagua, Xingyi, Hongquan..."

"Which boxing school is the strongest?"

"Of course...there is no strongest."

Ling Feng changed his tone and pretended to be serious: "This idea is fundamentally wrong. Each boxing school was created by predecessors with great wisdom and perseverance. Each has its own unique features, such as the size of form and meaning.

Jin, Baji’s collapsed Jin, Bagua’s penetrating Jin, etc.

There is never the strongest boxing technique, only the strongest person."

"Which boxing style do you practice?" Luoyang asked curiously.

"When I was young, I was fortunate enough to join the Wudang sect and become a disciple of the current leader, Taoist Priest Qingxu. Although my qualifications are dull, I still have some perseverance. I have been learning Tai Chi since I was a child for twenty years."<

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As he spoke, Ling Feng's whole body was radiating a dazzling light, and his face was full of pride and pride.

Luoyang murmured in his heart, it turns out he is a disciple of the head of Wudang, no wonder he was sent to protect him.

This world also has Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other sects, which are similar to those in the previous life and have basically been reduced to scenic spots.

When he traveled to Wudang Mountain before, he had seen the head of Wudang from a distance. He was a fat old man with white beard and white hair, a childlike face, a fairy-like spirit, and a very kind smile.

At that time, he was still thinking that this old man took good care of himself, but he didn't expect that he actually had real skills.

"What a coincidence, I also practice Tai Chi." Luoyang said with a smile.

Ling Feng curled his lips and said nothing, but his disgust was clearly expressed.

"Alright, Consultant Luo, you already know the history of Neijiaquan. Let's officially start."

Ling Feng's face straightened: "The internal martial art is profound and profound, and it cannot be achieved overnight. Now let's take the first step to learn internal martial arts."

"Zamabu, I can do this."

As he spoke, Luoyang spread his legs and struck a pose.

"The horse steps I'm talking about are not..." Ling Feng suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

I saw Luoyang's feet spread shoulder-width apart, his waist lowered, his body posture neutral, his eyes squinting forward and down behind the curtains, his hands wrapped around his chest, palms facing each other, his chest rising and falling with his breathing, as if following a certain pattern

Unique rhythm.

Huh? Something.

Ling Feng looked at it for a while and said suspiciously: "Have you learned it before?"

"Yes, the qigong master I just mentioned."

"It seems that the liar does know something about it."

"Can we pass this first step?"

"No."

Ling Feng said with a straight face: "The horse's steps need to be long and steady. Just looking good is not enough. Although you have some basic skills, you still have to keep practicing until you can do it..."

After saying that, Ling Feng stepped forward and pushed him.

Didn't move.

Ling Feng frowned and pushed again with a little force. Luoyang's body swayed.

"Hmm... Not bad, keep it up."

"Oh."

Three days later.

"Okay, you can pass this first step. Your foundation is very solid."

Ling Feng secretly murmured in his heart. He thought this guy was just learning a trick, but he didn't expect that he learned it very well. It seemed that he had really put in a lot of effort.

He admitted that he had made a mistake. The target of his protection was not only a playboy, but also a playboy with considerable perseverance.

"Now, I will officially teach you the training methods of Neijiaquan."

"Neijiaquan can be divided into fighting methods and training methods. Fighting methods are fighting and killing, training methods are used for daily practice, and Zha Ma Bu is the most basic training method."

"Take Tai Chi as an example. The slowness we usually see is actually the practice. Although Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome rigidity and using stillness to stop, it can't really be that slow in actual combat."

"Attention, what I am teaching you now is the twenty-four postures of Tai Chi."

Ling Feng's body was naturally upright, with his feet spread apart, his arms raised forward, his knees bent and his palms pressed. Then he slowly raised his arms forward, shoulder width apart, with his palms facing down.

"This is the beginning"

Then, he rotated his body to the right, retracted his feet to hold the ball, turned and stepped out, lunging to break up.

"Wild Horse Split Mane"

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"White Crane Spreads Its Wings"

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"Grab the bird's tail"

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"Double peaks penetrate the ears"

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"Shuttle left and right"

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"Like a closed one"

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"Cross Hand"

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"Closing momentum"

Ling Feng closed his legs and hugged each other, turned his palms apart, then let his arms hang down naturally and stood upright together.

"How is it? How much do you remember?"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Even though the names are the same, this is not the kind of fight the old men in the square have. I'll slow down and do it again. You follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Luoyang's movements as if he had seen a ghost.

Luoyang opened his posture and performed the twenty-four movements of Tai Chi like flowing clouds and flowing water. The movements were graceful and done in one go, without any delay.

"You...you have learned it again?"

Ling Feng was really surprised this time. Luoyang's twenty-four moves were very standard. The young disciples on the mountain who had practiced for several years were not as good as him.

"Yes, he is still the qigong master I mentioned before."

Luoyang was also a little surprised. He spent a lot of money on learning kung fu, and it did have the effect of strengthening his body, so he kept practicing. Unexpectedly, the money was well spent.

"What's the name of that qigong master?"

Ling Feng frowned slightly. He always thought that the so-called master was a liar, so he didn't take it to heart and never asked his name.

"The master's name is Li Baoguo, who created his own Hunyuan Tai Chi."

When Ling Feng heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

This Master Li was once a disciple of the Wudang lay disciples and learned some basics of Tai Chi. Later, he went to the United States and used Tai Chi as a guise to deceive others.

Forget about ordinary liars, but this guy does know something, so he actually fooled a bunch of foreigners and gained some reputation.

Fortunately, this guy is quite measured, and he did some kind of Hunyuan Tai Chi without using it in the name of Wudang Tai Chi, otherwise he would have taught this old liar a lesson.