The First Chaos In History

Taijiquan, generally speaking, was created by Zhang Sanfeng, but there are also several other arguments-you can ask him what is going on after the old head Zhang arrives.

But Taijiquan must have evolved for at least several hundred years from its inception to maturity. What is certain is that Fang Zhenjiang's learning is definitely the most authentic one-his wife taught it by hand. This belongs to the family, and Tong Yuan is one of them. Too extremely high-handed, she used to rely on Tai Chi's superb skills to overcome strength with softness to make Duan Sirius who was much stronger than her helpless.

Just now, when I called, Fang Zhenjiang remembered that he still had a beautiful family, and he couldn't die with Wu Song, the bachelor who had been a Tutuo all his life, so he couldn't help but use the kung fu taught by his wife.

Fang and Wu stood together in a tacit understanding, but for a while they didn't know what to say, only a relatively smirk, Lu Zhishen came to Wu Song and said, "Are you sure?"

Wu Song took Fang Zhenjiang's hand and said, "Come on, let me introduce to you, this is Brother Lu Zhishen..."

Fang Zhenjiang smiled and said: "I've seen it too." Then he pulled Wu Song to me and said, "I will also introduce you. This is Xiaoqiang, a good brother. My brothers have recognized him as the 109th one on our mountain. Top spot."

Wu Song squeezed my shoulder a little embarrassedly and said, "I was offended before, brother."

Before I could say anything, Wu Song suddenly said to Zhenjiang, "Then how many are you in line?"

Fang Zhenjiang: "...I don't have to be ranked."

Wu Song exclaimed, "How can I do that?" He said to Fang Zhenjiang. "Brother-if you are younger than me, I will call you brother, so, you will be behind me." Wu Song said to Dong Ping happily, "Dong brother, can I trouble you, my brother will intervene." OK, can it be in front of you?” According to Liangshan's seat, Dong Ping is just behind Wu Song, the 15th of Tiangang Star.

Dong Ping curled his lips and said, "Why? After 15 years of work, goodbye, my friends said that I changed to 16. People thought I made some mistakes and downgraded."

Wu Song cleverly said, "Then Zhenjiang, you will be ahead of me, you will be 14 and I will be 15..."

Dong Ping stamped his feet and said: "Then I'm still 16!" Everyone laughed.

Fang Zhenjiang smiled and said: "I won't queue it up, it's true that there are so many friends and brothers, it doesn't matter if you are unnamed."

Lu Junyi said: "Let's do it, you two get 14 together." This was the first case on Liangshan. Zhang Shun, Zhang Heng, Ruan's three heroes, Zhu Gui, and Zhu Fu, were all brothers who went up the mountain together, and did not say that two or three people line up.

Wu Song smiled and said: "This is good. The two together are 14th. Then they are the first to take apart.

"Ahhh!" Qin Ming sipped him, he was ranked 7th on the mountain——

After this fight, Wu Song and Fang Zhenjiang suddenly became inseparable good friends. Everyone gathered around to be happy for them, and suddenly someone whispered: "Hey, where did Huarong go?"

Everyone just remembered that there was another Huarong who went up the mountain with me. Looking around, Duan Jing kept his eye sharp and pointed to a mountain step and said, "Where are the two?"

I saw Hua Rong and Hua Rong sitting side by side on the stone steps. The distance is neither far nor near, both handsome and elegant, one of Huarong raised his head to look at the sky, the other used a small straw stick in his hand to pull the ground, and the two whispered. I couldn't hear what was being said because of the distance. The two people only felt a little tacit understanding, and a little lonely—as if they were sitting there alone.

Someone in the crowd yelled: "Hua Rong!"

The two Huarong turned around at the same time. And they all twisted their necks from the left, the movements were the same, and even the expressions were exactly the same. Everyone felt dizzy, and many people rubbed their eyes subconsciously. If it wasn't for one of them wearing modern clothes, they would all collapse.

Hua Rong, who wore an arrow sleeve on the right, smiled slightly at everyone: "Brother Wu Song's business is over, we don't have to compare, I believe I am him, we are the same."

Several people shouted almost at the same time: "What did you say?"

There seemed to be tears in the corners of Right Huarong's eyes. He wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing, I said something about Liangshan."

Hua Rong on the left saw people still skeptical, and said: "Since Wu Song and the others have already competed, let's discuss it."

There are those who are not too busy to look at the event, and they all cried out. Several of them were actually through 54. They had seen Hua Rong and Pang Wanchun fighting arrows with their own eyes. That time was already wonderful and thrilling. Now two Hua Rong. I have to fight, I don't know what kind of blessings I have.

Hua Rong asked Hua Rong: "How can we learn from each other?"

Hua Rong said to Hua Rong, "Just like on the battlefield, you know what to do."

Huarong and Huarong...Uh, in order to distinguish the two flowers, let’s divide Huarong into flower1 and flower2 according to the golden rule. Rong is a flower 2.

Hua 1 and Hua 2 said, "Is this all right?"

Hua 2 said softly: "You know whether you can do it or not. Don't forget that we are alone."

Flower 1 smiled relievedly: "That's right."

Hua 2 said to me: "Brother Qiang, we will need another person in a while. After we are separated and ready, you will help send a signal to start."

I wondered: "How do you want to compare?"

Hua 2 didn't say much, and walked toward the edge of the grove with the handlebar bow. Hua 1 also asked someone to take his bow at this time and set off to the other side without saying a word.

The heroes and I were stunned at each other. No one knew what they were going to do. The two Huarongs suddenly stopped and turned around at the same time after a distance of more than 50 meters. Both eyes were fixed on my hand, waiting for me to send a signal.

I carefully asked the people around me: "What on earth are these two people going to do, did I let them start?"

Zhang Qing said intently: "It looks like they are going to shoot at each other, but these two are buddies, so they shouldn't be desperate."

Those who were waiting to watch the excitement also realized that the situation was abnormal, and babbled: "Or call them all back and ask them clearly."

I raised my hand to signal the two people to come back. Who knows that this was a cause for trouble. After spending 1 spend 2 watching me raise my hand, I suddenly grabbed an arrow from behind and placed it in my hand and aimed at each other. , That row of arrows is 27, and this technique alone cannot be mastered by ordinary people. Everyone yelled in a mess: "Oh, it's really life-desiring, let them stop!"

I held up a hand and said madly: "Then you go quickly, I can't move!" Both Hua Rong eyes stared at my hand. At this moment, everyone knew that as long as my hand was released, it would There is a rain of arrows flying all over the sky, when the two Huarongs will inevitably become hedgehogs-none of us can guess why they are fighting each other if they both recognize each other. This is not the same as the last fight against Pang Wanchun. Last time Hua Rong and Pang Wanchun didn't want each other to die under their own arrows for glory last time, but this time it was dangerous. As long as the bow was opened, it was not a simple life and death, it was to die together!

People would know that they were anxious, and they all yelled for Erhua (two Huarongs to be referred to as Erhua from now on, I would like to pay tribute to the idiot called Erhuadi downstairs in my house) to stop, and several people split up and ran towards the two.

August 16, Liangshan, no wind...

The two flowers face off, 54 arrows are on the string, no one knows the consequences of this battle...

At this extremely urgent moment, a little flying insect hummed a happy song and dumbly got into my nostril (the teacher praised this paragraph when Xiaohua wrote this in the composition), and I moaned with crooked nose and eyes. Then I sneezed earth-shattering, and then rubbed my nose with my hand-at the same time, I only heard a "swish" burrowing through my eardrum, I knew it was broken!

Then guess what I heard again? Well, people who are familiar with my style can probably guess right, and then I heard the voice of "wish swish (22 swish here) -" ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Next, I want to write that I closed my eyes subconsciously, and then opened my eyes again. But you know, people often don’t have time to close their eyes...

I watched the same pair of arrows shot by Erhua with an extremely lustful attitude. The pheasants who had been pixelated for many years collided with the hooligans. First, the arrow and the arrow French kiss, and then stood up and hugged at the same time under the force of the hedge. There was a clamor of sex, and the dust fell.

Then you guessed what I heard again, um, most people should have guessed this time, I heard "Papa Papa Papa (22 Papa here omitted)——", Ah just voice.

Erhua shot a total of 54 arrows in 27 groups, all of which completed the docking in the air. The strength, position, and shocking consistency are the same. The most surprising thing is that the 54 arrows actually maintained the same embracing and entanglement posture after landing. Erhua sub-station In the north-south direction, and the 54 arrows sit in a row from west to east in 27 pairs on the ground...

For a long time after this, I was dumbfounded, and finally couldn't help but yelled: "Damn!" At the same time, other people around me also expressed their shock with the same interjection. Time to listen to the sound of a beautiful sound from Quanliangshan: "Kao Ka Kao (more than 100 Kao is omitted here)..."