I have a role in the heavens

Zhao Guangrong stopped Wang Chao, turned to look at Tang Zichen who was sitting on the dragon-carved mahogany grand master's chair, with a bit of awe in his eyes, and whispered.

"Zi Chen, as your successor, Wang Chao is just a junior. No matter in terms of seniority or reputation, the people present are all the elders of the Tang Sect, and they are all more prestigious than him. Even if they are not If you come, it won’t be his turn, right?”

As soon as Zhao Guangrong said these words, everyone present nodded. They are all veterans of the Tang Sect and have made a lot of contributions to the Tang Sect. Wang Chao, a young boy, has never done anything for the Tang Sect. If you have made great contributions, you can replace the sect leader Zhu Bi. This is simply a step to the sky. Even if Wang Chao wants to rise to the top, he must make great contributions to the Tang sect and do it step by step.

"Yes, Brother Zhao is right. Mr. Wang Chao has too little qualifications and is not qualified to replace the sect leader!"

"Master, there is indeed something wrong with this matter. Even if Wang Chao is your successor disciple, he still needs to abide by the rules and rank seniority. He must not go beyond these elders!"

Questions rang out one after another, and there was a lot of discussion. It was very noisy and noisy.

Tang Zichen's expression was as usual, her eyes were cold, without any fluctuations. She was extremely intelligent and had expected this situation to happen, so she was not surprised. She just looked at everyone lightly, her cold eyes wandering on everyone's cheeks. Suddenly, there was silence, and everyone felt an extreme oppression. The heavy pressure made them feel awe-inspiring. Then they remembered who was sitting on the main seat. In fact, they could question it.

Wang Chao's left fist was clenched, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his narrow eyes. He stared at Zhao Guangrong in front of him, with murderous intent in his heart, and a terrifying evil aura rose up on his body, a powerful The coercion pressed towards Zhao Guangrong, fighting each other without giving in at all.

Zhao Guangrong's face was solemn, and the terrifying majesty and power flashed in his tiger eyes. He stared at Wang Chao, not giving up an inch, and made no secret of his dissatisfaction and contempt for Wang Chao. The power of Zhizun rose, and he sat on the golden luan. This was the secret hand in Taizu's Changquan, a unique skill that only he, a descendant of the royal family, could master.

Tang Zichen didn't have any momentum or pressure on him. He could suppress the whole audience with just a glance. Then he looked at Wang Chao and Wang Chao, who were facing each other. There was no expression on his face, and he became more and more worried about these things in his heart. Feeling impatient with the competition for worldly fame and fortune, he said calmly and coldly.

"Then what should you do?"

Zhao Guangrong heard Tang Zichen's words and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Zichen did not accuse him. It was obvious that he made the right bet and Tang Zichen would not interfere. This gave him a little more confidence. After all, he had a high prestige among the Tang clan elders. , if Tang Zichen abdicates his throne in favor of a wise man and goes into seclusion to seek enlightenment, he will be the best candidate for the next head of the Tang Sect.

"Wang Chao, as your disciple and successor, you can add some ink to your eyes if you want!"

"According to the old rules, if you want to be the pen-writer of the Tang Sect, you must show your true skills!"

"Today, in front of all the elders of the Nanyang Tang Sect, I will bet on martial arts and try two moves of Sanshou. If I am lucky enough to win one and a half moves, he can go back to where he should go and don't go to our Tang Sect beach again. Zi Mushui, if he wins one or two hands, I will quit the Tang Sect and never care about these messy things again, Zi Chen, what do you think?"

Zhao Guangrong glanced at everyone, everyone nodded, and finally looked up at Tang Zichen sitting above, with a bit of inquiry and request in his eyes.

Tang Zichen put his hands on the armrests of the Grand Master's chair, leaned forward slightly, looked at Wang Chao with a bit of indifference, and asked softly.

"how do you feel?"

Wang Chao laughed loudly and was full of pride. He has now entered the realm of Gang Jin and is stronger than Zhao Guangrong. Now Zhao Guangrong's proposal simply hits Wang Chao's heart. If you doze off, there is a pillow, too It was timely. As a new member of the Tang Sect, even the elders were dissatisfied with him. He needed an opportunity to establish his authority. Naturally, he would not refuse. He nodded and said very simply.

"Those who practice martial arts should be judged by their strength. All seniority rankings and prestige and fame are all false. Hall Master Zhao's proposal is exactly what I want!"

"Being able to compete with the president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Association is something I only dream of, please!"

Wang Chao waved his hand and put down the ink pen in his hand again, eager to try. He had long wanted to beat this old guy Zhao Guangrong to death. Although he couldn't be cruel now, he could still teach him a lesson, just in time to vent his anger. The hatred in my heart.

Wang Chao was full of confidence and was sure of victory. Zhao Guangrong did not give in too much and felt that he could win. He had superb cultivation and had held elixirs for many years, so his energy and blood were still strong. His boxing skills had been practiced to the point where his energy and blood were restrained, and his Dantian was burning to make elixirs. . In such a big world, such people are rare.

Although Wang Chao was confident that he could win, he did not dare to be careless. He looked solemnly and frowned, staring at Zhao Guangrong opposite him. The opponent was a powerful character. If he was not careful, with Wang Chao's current martial arts, the boat would capsize in the ditch. It's also something that could happen.

Zhao Guangrong stood seven steps away from Wang Chao. He raised the fingertips of his right hand and raised his whole arm to his waist silently. He twisted his steps, spread his feet and walked diagonally. His eyes suddenly bulged. , the whole eye bulged out, like a glaring King Kong, with terrifying power.

Wang Chao was staring at Zhao Guangrong's eyes, waiting for an opportunity to make a move. Zhao Guangrong suddenly became angry, and his glaring, diamond-like eyes seemed to turn into two small suns. The intense flash of light actually gave Wang Chao the illusion that his eyes had been pricked by a needle. This kind of witnessing skill is more than ten times more powerful than the one just now!

In Changquan, the direct descendant of Zhao Guangrong's Taizu, there is an eye-training technique called the Vajra Angry Eyes Method, which rotates the eye wheel and activates Qi and blood. Combined with eye-brightening and eye-nourishing drugs, long-term training can make the eyes sharp and sharp, like a torch. His eyes are as bright as a torch, which is worthy of his reputation.

Wang Chao's eyes were only slightly stimulated, but Zhao Guangrong felt it keenly. The moment Wang Chao's eyelids flickered, Zhao Guangrong spun his heels, twisted his body a few times, and followed the trajectory of the seven-star bucket handle, taking seven steps together. With one step, he was in front of Wang Chao in the blink of an eye, and the divine fist struck out from under his ribs, hitting Wang Chao's heart.

Seven-star step, divine fist! Zhao Guangrong's Seven Star Step move is so fast that it exceeds the limit of human beings. When his body flashes, it is like a starlight flying into the void, fast, violent, gorgeous and bright!

When Zhao Guangrong launched, Wang Chao's heart stagnated slightly and his heart contracted sharply. He could already feel the strong wind brought by the opponent's punch, like an awl, piercing the output blood vessels of his heart.

The fist hasn't come yet, but the wind of the fist has already struck. When Zhao Guangrong unleashed his divine fist, the strong wind in front of his fist did not surge like an ordinary strong wind, but condensed into an awl, which was sharp and pierced Wang Chao's heart. It can be seen that Zhao Guangrong has practiced the skill of Ming Jin to the point where he can use the fake to confuse the real, and use the bright to replace the dark.

The reason for the sharp awl-like punching wind is that the punch is punched too fast. At the moment when the arm is pushed out, the muscles and fur of the arm tighten and wrap up, causing the air in front of the fist to gather into a ball, and it is shot out like a bullet. . The skill of Ming Jin can be said to be at its peak if it can be practiced to such an extent. This is the skill of stepping on the cloth.

Zhao Guangrong's magic fist almost hit Wang Chao's heart and was just a hair away from hitting his clothes.

Seeing that he was about to succeed with one blow, Zhao Guangrong was overjoyed. The sensitive skin in front of his fist felt the temperature of Wang Chao's heart skin for a hundredth of an instant.

Wang Chao blocked Zhao Guangrong's magic fist with his elbows and placed them in front of his heart. At the same time, he held Zhao Guangrong's magic fist with both hands and directed it to the side. It's like pushing a huge stone millstone of 100,000 kilograms to rotate. This is the "moving and blocking position" in Tai Chi, where you block first and then move. At the critical moment, Wang Chao's killing move with a slight movement of stickiness melted away the heart of the magic boxer. It was extremely thrilling. The audacity of a skilled man made countless people hold their breath and did not dare to breathe.

"not good!"

Zhao Guangrong's fist was stuck by Wang Chao, and his steps suddenly became unsteady, and his body was about to spin. His heart was awe-inspiring, his heart was beating violently, and blood was rushing all over his body. It seemed that all the rivers had returned to the sea, and they all condensed into his Dantian. In an instant, he was "sitting on the golden luan" " He stood up and stabilized his body. Then he stepped on Qixing and stepped back seven steps in a row. His body was instantly out of the range of Wang Chao's counterattack.

Wang Chao laughed, shrunk to the ground, stepped out, and stepped on the cloth gang. There was a gathering of yin and yang under his feet. His figure was like a ghost. He appeared in front of Zhao Guangrong in an instant. He raised his palms high and held them in a hand. The fist was like a giant hammer, hitting the head. It was a big monument-smasher, aiming at Zhao Guangrong's head. The air was stagnant, the space was frozen, and it was carrying a powerful wind, which was irresistible and irresistible.

Zhao Guangrong was shocked, his scalp was numb, his hair exploded, and it was a mess. The huge air flow was like a pillar of heaven penetrating down and filling the gaps in his clothes. It made his upper body clothes bulge.

"ah!"

Zhao Guangrong didn't expect that Wang Chao's counterattack was so quick that he didn't have time to react. He opened his mouth and shouted loudly. His energy and blood exploded violently. A loud sound erupted from his throat, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook the ears of many people around him. There was a buzzing sound, and then he held his head and screamed. Some people close to the competition venue were shocked by this loud roar, which had their eardrums broken and a trail of blood flowing from their ears. This power was really terrifying, as if the thunder god was so angry that the whole world was shocked!

The airs of sitting in Jinluan are put on. Zhao Guangrong spread his hands, like the head of a big beast! At the same time, his ten fingers also stretched side by side, hooked slightly, and lined up together, like the fangs in the mouth of a beast!

"Taizu Changfist Beast Head Power!"

"boom!"

There was a loud noise that shook the ground. The concrete floor under my feet seemed to have been hit by a road roller. Pieces of concrete exploded and splashed. People around were shocked to avoid it, and it was a mess.

Zhao Guangrong used his beastly posture to catch Wang Chao's big stone-throwing hand. His feet were smashed nearly a foot into the ground, and the shoes under his feet exploded and were completely tattered.

The ten fingers of Zhao Guangrong's hands were like the fangs of a beast, biting deeply into Wang Chao's wrist, raising his arms to swallow everything, using the force of his body to push forward, he wanted to swallow Wang Chao with the force of his beast's head.

This is the killing move "Tengu Eating the Sun" in the Beast Head Movement, and it is the secret killing move in Taizu's Changquan. The waist immediately rushes forward, the spine rises, and the two hands grab and seize, swallowing with the force of grabbing. It is mysterious and vicious, it explodes with all the power of the whole body, its moves are opening and closing in a grand way, and it has the artistic conception of a tengu swallowing the sun.

Wang Chao's eyes narrowed, leaving only a gap. The cold light was cold and clear, and he put on Wuji's posture. His whole body was loose and empty, and there was no strength in the whole body. It was as soft as cotton, which made the Tengu Eclipse stagnate slightly, and then he held the elixir. Sitting on the crotch, a Qi and Blood Pill exploded in the abdomen, and the Qi and Blood bombs spread to both hands. The muscles of the two hands, which were originally weak and white, immediately tightened, and the blue veins exploded, becoming as black and blue as iron, and then turned into Apply a bright red color like cinnabar. Qi and blood were loosened and exploded, and Zhao Guangrong's fingers that were used as fangs to bite were slightly flicked away.

Wang Chao's wrist followed the gap and pulled it out in an instant. His body tightened suddenly, the density of the muscles in the body increased, the joint gaps closed, and the entire 1.8-meter-tall figure shrank into a child, less than 1.5 meters, as if A small steel egg went directly into Zhao Guangrong's arms, and hit him hard on the chest. The air exploded, there was a sound of thunder, and the strong wind pressed the clothes on Zhao Guangrong's body tightly. On the skin, the sound was huge and extremely frightening.

Wang Chao's move is the Taoist Tiangang Zhengfa, which is as big and small as one wishes. It requires strong body control, the convergence of Qi and blood, and the closure of joints. Even the Huajin master would not dare to do this. It is easy to cause early muscle and bone damage and lifelong disability.

"broken!"

Zhao Guangrong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Wang Chao disappeared from his sight. His whole figure seemed to be invisible. He felt his chest numb and his heart was awe-inspiring. He didn't expect that Wang Chao's kung fu was so superb, and he used his small kung fu to the extreme. .

Although it is not easy to practice Kung Fu to be strong and domineering, there are many people, but there are only a few who can practice Kung Fu to a delicate and delicate state.

In particular, Wang Chao's big monument thrower just now was domineering, mighty and masculine, but now he has transformed into a small, delicate, exquisite and subtle change of hardness and softness. He has practiced it to the level of proficiency. Even Zhao Guangrong can't help but feel it. Respect.

Zhao Guangrong's mind moved, his muscles tightened, his energy and blood exploded, and he threw his arms into his arms, trying to imprison Wang Chao in his arms. The force of this embrace was of great weight. Zhao Guangrong once blocked a man from his waist. A wooden stake as thick as a thigh was strangled directly into two sections, showing the ferocious strength.

Wang Chao felt the strong wind coming from behind and calmed down. He moved his feet and rotated his body to avoid the danger. He was behind Zhao Guangrong in an instant. He raised his arms and squatted behind Zhao Guangrong. The seabed collapsing fist blasted out, heading straight for Zhao Guangrong's tailbone.

Zhao Guangrong's tail vertebrae was filled with a stream of cold air, and the hair all over his body exploded, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on. He was greatly frightened, his mind was tense, his nerves were sensitive, his tail vertebrae shook, and his whole body He jumped out, the horse leaped over the Tan River, and the monkey ran through the jungle. In one leap, he was ten steps away.

However, Zhao Guangrong had just landed. He felt a cool breath coming from his tailbone again, and his muscles trembled all over his body. Wang Chao's collapse fist followed him like a shadow, getting close to Zhao Guangrong's back again, not giving him any chance to breathe!

If this attack were carried out, Zhao Guangrong's entire spine would be shattered, and he might even be beaten out of his body!

Among the Xingyi Quan, the most vicious Bengquan is the Houhai Bengquan. If you are hit, you will die immediately. Even if it is just a scratch, you will be paralyzed for life at the least.

"Today, either you die or I die!"

Zhao Guangrong is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. He has a fierce side in his character. His blood is rising and his face is ferocious. A sharp look flashes in his tiger eyes. He twists his hips and flies sideways. The horse looks back and performs the Taizu Long Fist. In the game, a unique move "Ambush" was used to turn defeat into victory.

"Snapped!"

Two thick and powerful arms collided hard together, the dark energy exploded, the muscles were solidified, and the bones were numb from the strength of the other party.

Zhao Guangrong's body changed from a horse stance to a diagonal lunge. All the weight of his body was placed on one leg. With his empty leg, he stepped violently, drew the bow and opened the posture. His body was like a taut bow string, which bounced back. He used his body to lead his shoulders, and his shoulders to lead his elbows. His forearm was like a spear, and he stabbed Wang Chao in the throat. This is a classic way of turning defeat into victory, turning around and setting up an ambush.

This "ambush situation" seems simple, but it has the flavor of war tactics and the pursuit of survival in the face of death. From the horse stance to the bow stance, there is a frame sitting on a golden luan in the middle. The emperors of the past dynasties were all generals and heroes who were good at bowing and horseback. They were cunning, cruel, and vicious. Only such people can win the world.

The ambush is naked cunning and ferocious, with hidden tricks. Either you die or I die. It is the essence of the art of war. It has the same purpose as the carbine. This kind of dangerous trick to turn defeat into victory can only be used as a last resort. It can be seen that Zhao Guangrong had been forced into a desperate situation by Wang Chao, so he took such risks and risked his life.

Wang Chao felt the sharp edge coming from his Adam's apple. He stepped forward one after another and stepped back. With each step he took, his body became taller. He took more than twenty steps back in a row and his figure returned to its original size. It was as if every step he took made him grow a year older. It was so magical that everyone exclaimed in amazement.

Tang Zichen, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, nodded slightly when he saw this scene. He was extremely amazed by Wang Chao's hands, which were as big and small as he wanted, and his kung fu was based on time. Wang Chao did have an astonishing talent in Chinese martial arts. To be able to practice kung fu to such a level is like a myth and legend, and one cannot help but admire him.

Wang Chao also had some considerations in retreating. Zhao Guangrong's ambush was in harmony with the tactics of war. He must have a back move. His fists are like military force. One move is powerful and the back moves are continuous. If he takes it hard, Zhao Guangrong will definitely succeed. That's why. Knowing the thirty-six strategies and taking the best strategy made all Zhao Guangrong's ambush and back-up moves fail. He dealt with it very cleverly, which is also a manifestation of combat wisdom.