I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

"What a good boy, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth! I want to see if the bones in your body are as sharp as your mouth!"

When the old man heard that Zhao Xuanling had belittled the skills he had practiced all his life, he became furious.

Looking at Qin Haitang who was furious, Zhao Xuanling didn't care at all.

What you said is the truth, what? Aren't you allowed to tell the truth?

"Since you don't continue to make things difficult for my friend, I won't bully you either."

With that said, Zhao Xuanling put the Longquan Sword on his back again.

If Zhao Xuanling holds the Longquan Sword, Qin Haitang will be defeated as soon as the sword energy comes out, so Zhao Xuanling does not intend to bully the old and the weak.

"If you fight me with a golden bell, I will respond with martial arts."

As he spoke, Zhao Xuanling opened his stance, which was exactly the starting position of Tai Chi.

Taoist Tai Chi emphasizes the use of softness to overcome hardness, and it is most suitable for use against hard skills such as the Golden Bell.

Moreover, the martial arts of Tai Chi have hardness and softness, softness is used for defense, and hardness is used for strength. When practiced, it is enough to achieve both hardness and softness, and attack and defense are integrated.

"Oh, Tai Chi?"

Qin Haitang looked at Zhao Xuanling's posture and smiled disdainfully.

"That's right, it's my Taoist Tai Chi."

"You want to use this Tai Chi to break my golden bell and iron cloth shirt? Little baby, are you too naive?"

Qin Haitang is very confident in his golden bell, but he wants to break his golden bell with this kind of skill like fists and embroidered legs? Isn't this an egg hitting a stone?

When Zhao Xuanling heard this, he knew that Qin Haitang didn't know much about Tai Chi, and maybe his consciousness was still stuck on the kind of Tai Chi practiced by the old man and the old lady in the park.

If he doesn't understand it, don't blame him. This Tai Chi is a very powerful killing move in Taoism. All non-Taoist disciples will not teach it to outsiders, so there are very few people outside who know real Tai Chi.

For example, the Tai Chi practiced by the old people in the park is all one and a half moves of Taoist Tai Chi. After being improved, it evolved into the Tai Chi that is now popular among the public and can strengthen the body.

Since Qin Haitang didn't understand, Zhao Xuanling didn't bother to explain so much to him.

"Don't talk nonsense. You will know if it works or not after you try it."

"it is good!"

When Qin Haitang heard this, he stopped talking and shouted loudly:

"what!"

"Oh!"

Then his shirt exploded and turned into rags all over the ground.

"watch out!"

Qin Haitang didn't stop either. His arm muscles, which were originally like dead branches, suddenly bulged and he punched Zhao Xuanling.

"Well done."

Zhao Xuanling smiled slightly when he saw Qin Haitang's offensive, and then moved his hands continuously through the air, carrying a stream of air towards him.

Just when Qin Haitang's fist was about to fall on Zhao Xuanling's chest, Zhao Xuanling guided it with both hands and slapped Qin Haitang's wrist.

This seemingly light palm actually knocked Qin Haitang's violent punch away, grazing Zhao Xuanling's robe.

Qin Haitang frowned when he saw this, turned around and punched again.

Zhao Xuanling's reaction was not slow. He stretched out his hand to hold Qin Haitang's fist, flipped his wrist gently, and with a lift, Qin Haitang was thrown out.

Qin Haitang adjusted his body shape in the air and barely landed safely.

After landing, Qin Haitang did not continue to attack, but looked at Zhao Xuanling cautiously.

He felt all Zhao Xuanling's moves just now. It felt like he was controlled by a stream of water. Although he seemed extremely fragile, he could break his attack at just a certain point, which was very strange.

"What kind of skill are you doing?"

Qin Haitang couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked aloud.

"Tai Chi, don't you know?"

Zhao Xuanling said with a faint smile.

Qin Haitang gritted his teeth when he heard this. He didn't believe this was Tai Chi.

"Are you just going to fight me with these soft moves? Such moves can't hurt me! If we continue to fight like this, when will we be able to tell the winner?

Qin Haitang spoke to stimulate the general.

Although Zhao Xuanling's attack like this could not hurt him, he was unable to use his fist power, which made Qin Haitang, who was used to hurting others with force, very uncomfortable.

"Are you so anxious to lose? If that's the case, then I'll satisfy you and come again!"

Zhao Xuanling smiled and said after hearing this.

Upon seeing this, Qin Haitang thought that Zhao Xuanling had been hit by his provocation, so he moved his wrist and attacked Zhao Xuanling's face again.

This time, Zhao Xuanling no longer chose to defend. Instead, he slipped and avoided Qin Haitang's fist.

Qin Haitang was shocked when he saw this, but it was too late.

Zhao Xuanling then struck out with the back of his hand, hitting Qin Haitang directly in the abdomen.

Zhao Xuanling's palm seemed soft and weak when he struck it, but when it hit Qin Haitang's abdomen, the palm became strong and powerful.

"boom!"

As Zhao Xuanling's palm landed on Qin Haitang's abdomen, Qin Haitang was shot away like a cannonball and hit the wall heavily.

Qin Haitang was half-kneeling on the ground with his right hand covering his abdomen. Looking at the tense expression on his face, it was clear that Zhao Xuanling's blow made him very uncomfortable.

Although Qin Haitang did not speak at this time, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Xuanling with an incredible look in his eyes.

Only Qin Haitang knew that no one could hurt him since he practiced the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt, and combined with his boxing and kicking skills, he had defeated countless masters in his hands.

But today, just one palm from the kid in front of me made my stomach feel turbulent, and the flesh on my abdomen was even more painful.

What exactly is going on? Is it possible that my golden bell is ineffective in front of him?

"How's it going? Do you still want to fight?"

Zhao Xuanling looked at Qin Haitang who was half kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Boy, you do have some abilities, but I haven't used my full strength yet."

With that said, Qin Haitang stood up.

As Qin Haitang stood up, his fists suddenly retracted between his hips, and a faint golden light suddenly emitted from his body.

"Boy, my move is called Tiangang Fist. It is another move I specialize in besides the Golden Bell Shield. I have been practicing this move for forty years, and I am not afraid to tell you that no master has died from my move. There are dozens of hundreds.

As Qin Haitang spoke, his fists were surrounded by extremely strong golden light.

Zhao Xuanling raised his eyebrows as he looked at Qin Haitang who was accumulating strength.

Zhao Xuanling had also heard about Tiangang Fist, and heard that it was extremely difficult to practice this move.

This boxing technique has ten levels in total. Each level practiced will cause the skin on the hands to fall off, and then new skin will grow.

After layers of practice, the skin of the palm finally becomes as hard as steel, but looks no different from ordinary palms. This is considered a great achievement.

After it is completed, one palm can break a person's bones, and two palms are enough to kill a person.

Coupled with the skill of Yi Qin Haitang's golden bell, it can be said that it is even harder.

Therefore, Zhao Xuanling had no doubts about Qin Haitang's statement that dozens of masters had died at his hands.

"Boy, it's an honor for you to die from my move. Just die! Ha!"

Qin Haitang shouted loudly, punched out fiercely, and followed closely with another punch.

Two swaying fist shadows rushed toward Zhao Xuanling's face. The ground cracked where they passed, showing how powerful they were.

The strong air flow caused Zhao Xuanling's Taoist robe to fly.