Zhou Botong did not realize any problem in the speech and insisted on fighting with Hong Qigong. For more than ten years, he has been lonely and always hoped that someone would come to fight him out. Now he is better than Huang Yaoshi, and he is even more itchy. He wishes that the East Evil and West Poison North Beggars are here, and he will win one by one.

Hong Qigong was so annoyed that he had to agree. Although he was not taking the initiative, he did not act casually, but instead fought one by one according to his life's proud tricks. He naturally could not compare to Huang Yaoshi's complex and exquisite tricks. Every move was simple and clear, and he went straightforward.

Such tricks seem average, but in fact, they are used by experts like him as if they are returning to nature. No move is just right and it is hard to resist.

Guo Jing has seen many competitions between masters these days. He has seen all the top masters in the world except for Emperor Nan. Shen Yuanjing often talks about these masters' martial arts and skills to him. The one who treats him the most is the opening and closing of Hong Qigong.

Shen Yuanjing saw that the two of them had dozens of moves, and knew that no matter how good Hong Qigong's moves were, they would be hard to beat Zhou Botong's two fists. Sooner or later, they would use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. However, although this palm technique reached the extreme external skills, its manpower was limited. Even if he thought of slapping it with one palm, he could have a strength of 100,000 kilograms, but where could he do it?

Sure enough, after a few moves, a move "Shock Baili" was used. Zhou Botong was overjoyed and said with a smile: "The old beggar finally showed his real skills."

He naturally could not bear the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he didn't have to bear it. Hong Qigong hit one palm to avoid his sharpness. If he couldn't avoid it, he would be able to beat the two fists together and stack them together. He could defeat him. Even if he divided it into order, he would give in one hand and attack the other hand.

Mr. Hong Qi beat the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but before he got a little advantage, he refused to beat it again and jumped to the side. Zhou Botong laughed and said, "Old beggar, your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really powerful. Can you teach me, please, I will take you as your teacher?"

As he said that, he actually wanted to kneel down and kowtow. Hong Qigong was so scared that he quickly moved away and cursed: "You old naughty boy, you are doing a mess. If Wang Chongyang is still there, you will be angry to death."

Zhou Botong said distractedly: "Senior brother is very arrogant, so he is not so easy to get angry." He muttered: "If you don't pass it, you won't pass it. It's really a generation younger than you, and it doesn't sound right."

After winning the two masters, he lost interest and was about to walk out, but he heard Shen Yuanjing shouting, "Let's go. I want to compete with you."

Zhou Botong was not familiar with the person in front of him, but as long as someone was willing to play with him, he would naturally refuse everyone. He was about to take action, but he felt that it was not enough, so he said, "I made an oath to fight Huang Laoxie; I took the initiative to ask for the beggars, and you must have a lottery for you to fight me."

Shen Yuanjing said: "What lottery do you want?" His original intention was to exchange, but now the other party took the initiative to propose that it was because of the sleepy ones who had a pillow.

Zhou Botong: "If I win, you have to teach me your most proud martial arts, how about it?"

Huang Rong stood up for the master and said, "What should you do if you lose?"

"I lost, and I will teach you a martial arts." Zhou Botong said casually, and found it not fun again. He glanced at Huang Yaoshi and said, "No, I lost, I will show you the first volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures. How about it?"

Huang Yaoshi's face changed drastically, and he refused to speak. Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Of course it's OK. I have a lot of kung fu. In this way, I have a boxing technique called Tai Chi, which is also a Taoist lineage. It is even more powerful than the hand you used just now. If you win, I will teach you."

When Zhou Botong heard the word "Tai Chi", he felt itchy and said "Okay". He couldn't wait to take the lead and punch him in the chest. Without using his hands, it was obvious that his subordinates were merciless.

This time, Shen Yuanjing didn't even take the sword, and used the Five Mountains Divine Palm to intercept it. His move was extremely fierce, but it was not the same as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm. He followed the path of both internal and external cultivation. He took the Shenzhao Sutra as the foundation, established the idea as "pure", and had the majesty of the Five Mountains. Each palm carries great strength. If the internal force is not in harmony with it, it will not be able to be used.

This level of martial arts is the highest level he can achieve now. If he wants to go up, there will be only two ways. One is to have seen more powerful martial arts and imitate them; the other is to learn from others' strengths and innovate.

The second path is difficult, and he has to make hard work for more than ten years. He has not reached the point where he cannot make progress, and he will not need it for a while.

Seeing that he was extremely skilled in martial arts, Zhou Botong became interested and praised him repeatedly, and his hands were no longer polite. He used different tricks to hit his heart and shoulders.

Even the fierce and fierce Duke Hong was not as strong as the opponent's two hands. Shen Yuanjing used the Five Mountains Divine Palm, and his skills were not much higher, so naturally the same thing was the same. He only had thirty or fifty moves, and he was at a disadvantage.

Zhou Botong said happily, "This skill is good, I want this one." He knew that he was better than it, but his left and right fighting skills were magical. The Kongming Fist alone could not beat the opponent's moves.

Shen Yuanjing said, "Is that good? I have something better." He moved his hand and pulled and pulled his fist, and saw the punch from his left hand hitting his right hand unconsciously.

"Ah!" Zhou Botong stopped and exclaimed in surprise, shouted happily: "This move is better." After getting excited, he changed two more Kongming boxing techniques to attack, asking Shen Yuanjing to catch it one by one.

Tai Chi focuses on being proud and obedient. He also has the martial arts skills to move flowers and jade. Without meticulous research on tricks, he has extremely high attainments. This use makes people shine.

This move seemed slow and gentle, but it was infinitely mysterious. Zhou Botong called out strangely, but his hands were not relaxed, and he made a sound, one move after another. In a blink of an eye, thirty or fifty hands passed by, and Shen Yuanjing was either picking, transforming, or experiencing, and dissolving one by one.

It should be noted that this kind of skill of using force to fight is the most unafraid of group battles. Zhou Botong used two sets of martial arts, just like two people attacking each other, being pulled by Tai Chi power, and having three points of strength, they all hit him.

When he hit the back, Zhou Botong felt very depressed. The fist he punched with his left hand was always guided to one side of his right hand by Shen Yuanjing, and vice versa. Just like in a cave over the years, how can he be happy to fight with himself?

Besides, Kongming Fist is indeed magical, but its realm is still worse than Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi. The "empty and slack holes are slim, the wind is radiant, the wind is radiant, the rushing and rushing, the turbulent bowworms" he summarized is still a tangible form. Tai Chi uses meaning as a move, and changes are endless. The softness is better than that, and the combination of hardness and softness is even more unparalleled. It is even more "clear with emptiness".

With this skill, Shen Yuanjing has become more and more proficient in Tai Chi. Gradually, the tricks in his hands become more gentle and relaxed, which in turn trapped Zhou Botong.

He sighed in his heart: "I only know today that Zhenren Zhang is worthy of being a great master who shocked the past and the present. The Tai Chi conception is so profound that it reaches the sky. I follow this road and the road ahead is bright, but after all, it is not the same as my path, and no matter how good it is, it is just the second Zhang Sanfeng. I am lucky enough to be heaven. If only this is the prospect, it will be a shame to the time traveler."
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