Dragon Clan: There is Definitely Something Wrong with Me Alone

Sure enough, not long after Sun Haoran's voice fell, Zhi Jinhua chose to voluntarily admit defeat.

"Won't……"

Zhang Chulan looked at this scene on the screen and quickly understood the reason.

If he sees that he and others are fighting four to six or five to five, then as long as it is not a bloody feud, what will he do if he has nothing to do?

"That is to say... This citronella is actually quite strong?"

"Just say it's okay."

Feng Xingtong nodded slightly, then shook his head slowly, "It's not a good thing to rely too much on data, if you see from the beginning that you have no chance of winning..."

"Psychologically, you will lose first." Sun Haoran agreed.

"So it doesn't matter if he can beat him or not, let's fight first?" Zhang Chulan was a little ashamed, "Huh? Why does Daoist Wang Ye seem to be at a disadvantage?"

Feng Shayan's competition was over, and his eyes naturally fell on another acquaintance.Don't ask him why he looked at Feng Shayan first, who would look at rough men first with beautiful women.

I saw that the king in the field was also retreating again and again under the onslaught of that Ma Tieliu.

It seems that the Tai Chi Yunshou he used failed to completely resolve the opponent's power.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Zhang Chulan scratched his head.

He still knows too little about Inhuman Realm. After all, he has been in contact for a short time, and he doesn't know a lot of Kung Fu.

"Looking at the move, it should be a full-arm fist, right?" Feng Xingtong glanced at it, frowned and analyzed, "The attack distance of this type of boxing is farther than that of ordinary fists, it is like throwing strength like a stone. Go out and smash people. But if that's the case, it will still be restrained by Tai Chi Yunshou."

"Is it possible to overcome rigidity with softness? I understand that." Zhang Chulan felt that he could do it again, "So, it's the Taiji Yunshou, the Taoist priest Wang Ye, who couldn't practice at home, so he couldn't restrain himself?"

Generally speaking, it is indeed possible to achieve the effect of four or two strokes of a thousand pounds with the kung fu of soft and strong, but if the difference in the strength of the two shots is too large, it will be useless.

"No, there is something wrong with this person's arm punch."

Sun Haoran pointed to his ear and said softly, "Listen carefully, the sound of his punches."

"?"

Zhang Chulan concentrates, um... can't hear anything.

"What's the sound? Big brother...not everyone has the same hearing as you..."

"It's the sound of an explosion."

Sun Haoran said, "The force thrown by this guy is not ordinary force, but another kind of force that can be controlled by him at will."

100. Zhuge Qing: I didn't expect your hearing to be so outstanding?

"Yes, I didn't expect your hearing to be so outstanding?"

Suddenly, a voice of approval came from behind several people.

Sun Haoran turned around and saw that there were two brothers, Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai, who didn't know when they had come beside them.

"Brother Zhuge, do you know what kind of kung fu that Ma Tieliu uses?"

Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

"Actually, it's not a very mysterious thing," Zhuge Qing squinted his eyes slightly, "This person should have added the power of the Buddha's King Kong to the power of the arm fist... It can be like a bomb and the distance and timing of the explosion can be controlled by him. Because the strength is too strong, the general softness cannot be resolved."

"Then the king is also the Taoist priest... Isn't it very troublesome?" Zhang Chulan was a little puzzled after hearing this.

"Who knows? Xiongtai, what do you think?"

Zhuge Qing smiled lightly, then turned his eyes to the side of Sun Haoran, who had not continued to speak since he came here just now.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting. He originally just wanted to see Wang Ye's battle, but he didn't expect that Wang Ye hadn't shown his true skills until now, but unexpectedly let him discover other interesting people.

This man's hearing is not generally good.

The stand is several tens of meters away from the place where Wang Ye and Ma Tieliu fought. If it weren't for the blessing of Fenghou Qimen, it would be very difficult to hear the voices of the fighting people, but this guy can actually hear them?

According to the ability shown by this man in the previous competition, is there any ability related to physical ability?A comprehensive strengthening type that can even strengthen listening?

"The difference in strength of this competition is too great, there is nothing to see."

Sun Haoran replied angrily.

This fox doesn't pay attention to Wang Ye, why is he focusing on himself?

"Oh? It seems brother, you have great confidence in Daoist Wang Ye?"

Zhuge Qing laughed, "But that's true."

"What are you talking about... How come I don't understand?" Zhang Chulan scratched his head, looking puzzled, "Then the king and the Taoist priest will lose?"

"No, the loser is Ma Tieliu." Sun Haoran replied lightly.

"That's right," Zhuge Qing explained, "if you have a little understanding of Tai Chi in Wudang, you should know that softness is not the whole of Taichi. It is only a superficial phenomenon that you see with softness. No one has ever said that people who practice Taichi have There is only softness."

"This... does seem to make sense..." Zhang Chulan nodded in understanding.

"Tai Chi's Yin hand is soft and strong, and the Yang hand is strong. Only when yin and yang meet and combine hardness and softness can it be called Tai Chi. Tai Chi produces all things, and Tai Chi is a kind of kung fu that can change thousands of kinds of strength... Among them, the softness is not enough. It's just the tip of the iceberg."

Seeing that Zhang Chulan didn't seem to be very clear, Zhuge Qing continued, "It seems that this king is also a Taoist priest, and it is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Sure enough, just as Zhuge Qing's voice fell, the king in the field began to fight back.

Although he still had that lazy look on his face, he did use his real skills a little bit.

"Grab the sparrow's tail?"

Ma Tieliu looked at Wang Ye's posture with disdain, and threw out his Tong-arm fist with the strength of King Kong.

If the opponent doesn't dodge, then he has the confidence to abolish the opponent's hands with this punch!

However, after punching out, he did not get the result he wanted.

"puff--"

The strength exploded in Wang Ye's hands, but to Ma Tieliu's surprise, the other party was unscathed.

"How is that possible? This posture is indeed to hold the tail of the sparrow."

There was a cold sweat on Ma Tieliu's forehead.

The stance is indeed Tai Chi, but the other party did not use the kung fu that he imagined to use softness to overcome rigidity, but directly shredded his strength with more arrogant power!

This is not at all four or two thousand jins, but ten times with one force!

"What's the matter? Stop attacking?"

His hands moved slowly in front of him, drawing out an invisible gossip array. At this moment, the air around him seemed to be stirred by Wang Ye's seemingly slender arms.

He put on a posture, indicating that Ma Tieliu can continue to attack.

"Humph! It's just to resolve it once, don't be complacent!"

Ma Tieliu looked very unconvinced, "Even if you can be strong, so what? My Tong-arm King Kong was researched by my father specially to deal with you Taoist monks in Wudang Mountain!"

"emmm..."

Wang was also speechless for a while. He wanted to say that your father probably hasn't seen the true abilities of our Wudang Mountain.

But hitting people too much doesn't seem like a good idea.

"Ugh……"

Looking at the fist that was coming towards him, Wang also sighed helplessly.

He could see through the thoughts of the other party at a glance, and he wanted to use the ordinary strength and the strength mixed with the power of the King Kong alternately to influence his judgment.

Although the idea is good, but Hanhan's brain is not very easy to use.

In the face of absolute strength gap, where is the use of judgment?

"boom--"

Wang also expressionlessly stretched out his hands to meet the attacking fists of the opponent.

The Qi wrapped in his hands seemed to have some kind of inexplicable attraction, forcibly guiding the opponent's fist in the direction he wanted.

When Ma Tieliu approached, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

But when he wanted to leave, it was too late.

He was stuck by Wang Ye's Tai Chi strength.

At this moment, he finally realized what real Tai Chi is.

Weak?Forty or two thousand pounds?No, it is like a raging wave, like a gust of wind, like a quagmire, like a terrifying force that falls into an abyss!

Tai Chi is not brute force, but who said that people who use Tai Chi cannot use brute force?When a powerful person has mastered 'skills' and 'skills', he can exert that power to the extreme!

"boom--"

The expression on Wang Ye's face didn't change, and he smashed Ma Tieliu, which was being pulled by his Tai Chi Jin, to the ground.

But Ma Tieliu did not intend to sit still.

"Thousands of pounds fall!"

"Golden Bell Jar!"

Suddenly, a pale golden color appeared on the surface of his body, just like the real King Kong in Buddhist legends.

Since he can add the power of King Kong to Tongjiquan, then he must also have some research on Buddhism.

At this moment, he finally used the horizontal training of pressing the bottom of the box, and even if he fell to the ground, he was unscathed.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Ma Tieliu sneered at Wang Ye, who was still standing there and did not continue to pursue Wang Ye.

When he fell to the ground just now, he was most likely to be broken, but this idiot has already missed the best opportunity!

Now he is as motionless as a mountain, how can he be shaken by this kid's so-called Tai Chi?

"Hahahaha! Wang Ye, you didn't expect it! I'm doing horizontal training all over the box! Now you can still touch me!?"

"Ugh……"

Wang also sighed slightly and stepped forward.

"Looks like you have to be more serious..."

Facts have proved that if he is not serious when doing things, he will do more with less.