Bagua, Xingyi, and Baji. The three representatives came together to make all the martial arts masters and single heroes present stand up to greet them. Except for a few old masters, all the owners were smiling on their faces.

In fact, it’s not everyone’s fault for being so enthusiastic. After all, the Euphoric View has been closed for many years, and these three masters are the overlords in people’s hearts. None of the museum owners dared to lose courtesy in front of these three people, for fear that one of them would be beaten to the door if one was not good.

"Welcome, everyone is here, which makes my ethereal view shine brightly!" Wang Shunyi looked at the three masters who walked in the door, but didn't say much. Although these words sounded like they were giving in, Wang Shunyi never took a step from beginning to end, but just bowed calmly, and never left Qin Hui's front half.

"Hmph!" Looking at Wang Shunyi's self-controlled behavior, the people snorted coldly. It would be fine if Wang Shunyi was like this in the Republic of China period, with his master status, but now martial arts have declined, and these people are only half a step away from the master. They just think that Wang Shunyi was one step earlier than them, and still regard Wang Shunyi as a junior student.

"The Lord of the Wang Pavilion is so arrogant! You must know that this martial arts school is the most taboo to mislead people's children. I really have to ask you for advice from Feng Shuang, Bagua Zhang.

Feng Shuang's Baguazhang has always been the leader of Cangzhou, and it is not a big deal that makes people look up to you wherever you go. In addition, Feng Shuang was here to play the stage this time, and when he saw Wang Shunyi's arrogant performance, he immediately became furious.

Following Mr. Feng's words, the two owners of Baji took two steps back and pressed the formation aside, freeing up the space for Mr. Feng.

Wang Shunyi's mouth twitched slightly. There were many people who practice martial arts and fight with disagreement. Wang Shunyi was not a good man, so why couldn't he see that this was a mess?

If Wang Shunyi's reputation was not obvious, everyone could get along well, but Wang Shunyi is now in the realm of a master, and it is absolutely impossible for several leading people in Cangzhou to ignore it.

"Master, look!" Wang Shunyi did not end directly, but bowed slightly beside Qin Hui and asked in a low voice.

"There are too many people who don't know the world is so strong. Remember, there is no second-rate statement in the martial arts world!" Qin Hui looked up and glanced at the people present, and waved absent-mindedly.

"Yes, master." Wang Shunyi held his fists and bowed again, raised his Tai Chi short shirt in front of him and got off the stage.

"Tai Chi, Wang Shunyi!" Wang Shunyi bowed and looked at the gray-haired successor of Baguazhang in front of him with a calm expression.

"Baguazhang, Feng Shuang!" The old man made a slight mistake in his speech and made a start-up move of Baguazhang.

Wang Shunyi's footsteps were staggering forward, his footprints were left on the ground and his yin and yang Tai Chi diagram were step by step, and his hands also followed Mr. Feng with his inch.

Looking at the old Kung Fu under Wang Shunyi's feet, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palms attacked Wang Shunyi alternately.

Wang Shunyi and Mr. Feng fought together. Among them, Wang Shunyi was young and strong, and he fought head-on and fiercely. Mr. Feng's Bagua Palm looks like the faction of Bagua Dragon Palm. His body movements are unstable and he always surrounds Wang Shunyi, like a dragon walking around the pillars.

Wang Shunyisheng was young and strong, and his Tai Chi was also at the level of master. Mr. Feng was an experienced master. Whenever he was unable to maintain his strength, he would change his body skills and always avoid head-on confronting Wang Shunyi. Instead, he relied on his variability in his body skills to lead Wang Shunyi's attack.

"Damn it! Why is this old guy so slippery, like a loach!" Wang Shunyi failed to hit Mr. Feng after several rounds of time, and his original disbelief in his heart was replaced by solemnity.

"This kid has such a strong punch. It seems that I have a low chance of winning!" Mr. Feng was experienced and knew that he seemed to be at ease, but he had to do it every time he changed his body skills, but his initiative was always in the hands of Wang Shunyi.

The two fought for a few rounds. The old man looked like a dragon, looking like a monkey guarding, sitting like a tiger lying, and turning like an eagle plate. The Bagua Dragon Palm in his hand was perfect, and it seemed to be half a step away from a master of his generation. Wang Shunyi was moving around, stepping on yin and yang, and turning his hands were full of power, which was obviously a masculine way of Tai Chi.

"Yin and Yang are united, and one will begin again!" Wang Shunyi seized the opportunity when Mr. Feng changed his figure again, twisted his body away, and suddenly pushed his palms towards Mr. Feng's chest.

"Drink!" Mr. Feng saw Wang Shunyi slapping with his palm, and without thinking, he stopped his body movements and took off his horse step in a way that was forward and backward. He raised his right hand and pressed his forearm, blocking Wang Shunyi's pounced on his palm.

"Brush!" Mr. Feng took four steps in a row. After standing firmly, he shook his right arm slightly, and then he made another gesture of the gossip dragon palm.

"Shunyi!" Just as Wang Shunyi wanted to attack again, Qin Hui suddenly spoke, and stopped Wang Shunyi's movements.

"Master!" Wang Shunyi took two steps back and turned his head to look at Qin Hui.

"Get back!" Qin Hui waved her hand and stood up from the chair.

With Qin Hui's strength, it has long been seen that although Wang Shunyi's papermaking is even better, Mr. Feng is also an old man. He advances and retreats in one attack and one defense, and he is only one step away from a master of the generation. If the two want to decide the winner, they have to play dozens of rounds. However, if they really want to make the winner and lose the winner, then even if Wang Shunyi wins, he will lose the shocking opportunity.

After all, outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders look at the tricks. In the eyes of some pavilion owners with low cultivation, they do not know what a master is and what is the principle of immortality and constant fighting. They only think that Wang Shunyi won while Mr. Feng was old and weak, and they only say that Tai Chi was not a martial arts.

"You are his master!" Mr. Feng glanced at Wang Shunyi, who looked respectful, was a little disbelief. You know, Wang Shunyi was in his forties at first glance. At this age, he actually recognized a young man in his twenties or thirties as his master. The story here is ten people who have to think about it.

"The little disciple is rather naughty, but you and I are almost the same age as each other. Don't say anything about the baby!" Qin Hui waved his hand to Wang Shunyi and signaled him to go back and watch, and then walked towards the field step by step.

"I am seventeen years old this year, and you and I are almost the same!" Mr. Feng looked at Qin Hui's face, a little surprised whether Qin Hui was taking advantage of him.

Qin Hui nodded. In fact, if he really talks, he is over 70 years old. If he really screams, Mr. Feng will have to call him brother, but Qin Hui is just humble.

"I taught Shunyi's Tai Chi, but he hasn't mastered it yet!" Qin Hui looked up at the plaque with the three words "Empty View", and felt that today, let the world see clearly from his own hands.

"You teach me!" Old Master Feng looked at Wang Shunyi standing behind Qin Hui, and found that Wang Shunyi was looking at Qin Hui with anticipation at this time, with no doubt at all.

"It's hard, my disciples are all masters. What's the level of being a master? I'm in trouble now!"

Mr. Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be like a bitter gourd, and he didn't care how old Qin Hui was. However, this time Mr. Feng did not dare to wave his attack, but showed a defensive posture to test Qin Hui's confidence.

"You retreat too!" Qin Hui waved her hand at Mr. Feng disapprovingly, her eyes swept across everyone, and said with a smile. "Today, my disciple's Ethereal View opens the mountain gate. I will walk through Tai Chi in front of everyone. Please comment!"

"This!" Everyone couldn't help but feel strange when they heard Qin Hui's words. Even Mr. Feng could not guess Qin Hui's plan. You should know that this reputation was all made, what does it mean to practice it alone?

"Tai Chi!" Qin Hui ignored everyone's expressions and whispered a soft thought. For him, no one present was qualified to fight him, and even the few masters were no exception.

"Wuwuwuwu..." As the wind sounded loudly around Qin Hui's Tai Chi starting style, the strong wind swept through the sand and dust and gathered in front of Qin Hui, turning into a Tai Chi pattern.

"What is this!" After seeing such a strange sound, everyone around couldn't help but change their faces, for fear that Qin Hui would use magic.

"My Tai Chi movement is quiet, and the quietness is dynamic, and it is difficult to distinguish the two of them when intersect. Tai Chi is soft and there is steel, and there is softness in steel. Hardness is the main one, and softness is the auxiliary one."

Qin Hui followed the story of the Tai Chi as if no one was around everyone. The wind sounded fiercely between movement and stillness, and Tai Chi patterns appeared among the sand and stones, surrounding Qin Hui, gathering, scattering, separation, or merged.

"The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, a master!" Looking at the strange sound caused by Qin Hui's Tai Chi, Li Guanzhu of Xingyiquan and Liu Guanzhu of Bajiquan were both looking at Qin Hui foolishly, and the first thought of the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth that the master would bring when he performed martial arts.

It is said that the master of Xingyi, Mr. Guo Yunshen, who used a half-step collapse punch to defeat the world, had his fist strength like a sharp sword flying. Mr. Dong Haichuan, the master of Bagua Palm, had the Bagua Qi and power in his palm technique. These were all regarded as the symbols of a generation of masters, but the abnormal sounds shown by Qin Hui were a little too loud. At first glance, he even had the meaning of martial arts like Zhang Sanfeng, which resonated with the heaven and earth. How could this not be shocking!
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