The strong martial arts pay attention to one move and one style, all of which are secretly in line with the heavens.

And the base warriors usually only use their genetic talents to break the tricks.

Which is better or worse between them, you can see at a glance.

If there is a huge disparity in strength between the two and an overwhelming gap in genetic talent, then there is naturally no problem.

However, once the strength, realm and genetic talent of the two are almost the same, then the skills of martial arts play a pivotal role.

This is also what Gu Buri often said, and the technique is close to the Tao.

While thinking about it, the situation in the air changed, and Liu San Whip quickly swept out, and slapped the phantom of King Ming with one palm.

Zha Yuhui stood still, King Ming's talisman scattered behind him like flowing water, and he stretched out his fist to block in front of the opponent's heart-destroying palm.

"Drink, Chiba topping!"

Liu Sanwhip's palm changed again, swept sideways, and slapped at Zha Yuhui at a tricky angle.

The latter's fist moves changed accordingly, turning into the appearance of a galaxy, lifting weights like light, and turning away all the attacking palms.

"It's ...... Tiangang Fist Method?"

Everyone present, including Su Bei, was shocked by Zha Yuhui's martial arts.

Can the Tiangang boxing method still be used like this?

It is obviously a C-level martial arts boxing method, but at this time, in Zha Yuhui's hands, it is like an A-level mastery, one punch and one momentum, all of which are just right.

Liu Sanwhip's offensive became more and more urgent and heavier, but it was all blocked by this inconspicuous fist.

"Back to basics!"

Su Bei's hand drinking tea paused, and he looked at it carefully, only to feel that his Tiangang boxing method changed accordingly, and confirmed it in his mind.

For a while, his understanding of martial arts became deeper and deeper, and the realm of the base martial artist was also loosened.

"Knowledge, martial arts is also knowledge, and it is extremely important knowledge! Therefore, the promotion of the basic martial artist is inseparable from the tempering and learning of martial arts!"

Su Bei suddenly realized, and then thought of someone, and muttered a word of addition.

"Except for some perverts, there is no need for martial arts. ”

Seeing that the two grandmasters above restrained their strength and fought in close combat with martial arts, Xin Yi and Jiang Qiong also put their minds at ease, and for the time being, they didn't have to worry about Zichen Mountain being knocked down by the two of them.

"Look, Sect Master Hui has only used one hand so far!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded in Cha's house, waking up everyone who was watching from a dazzle.

They took a closer look, and sure enough, they found that Zha Yuhui and Liu Sanwhip had fought hundreds of moves, and they only used one punch with their right hand, as if they were in a hurry.

Gap...... Is it so big?

The hearts of everyone in the Liu family sank.

Liu Sanwhip, who was in mid-air, naturally heard this, and his eyes were full of cold light.

"Zha Yuhui! You look down on me?!"

He shouted violently, and suddenly retreated, no longer attacking, but stood quietly, waving his palms upward.

Immediately the sky was full of wind and clouds, like the waves of the sea, and a torrential rain was coming.

Zha Yuhui looked up at the rolling clouds in the sky, and said calmly: "It's not that I look down on you, but you haven't done your best until now." ”

Everyone was shocked, the fierce confrontation just now turned out to be just two grandmasters testing each other?

Liu Wuyi was calm, looking a little thirsty, he couldn't help licking his lips and glanced at Subei who was drinking tea.

A giant palm suddenly poked out of the sky, and the clouds on it were clear, and thunder and lightning roared.

"Zha Yuhui, this is the A-level martial arts that I have realized after sitting for three years, and my name is Mercy Palm!"

Liu Sanwhip's palm slowly rose and said coldly.

The thunder and lightning giant palm in the sky then sank, and the qi surging forward, locking Zha Yuhui firmly.

"Hehe, a compassionate person should have a compassionate palm!

Zha Yuhui faced the slowly falling thunder and lightning giant palm, not afraid at all, and praised with a smile.

However, when this sentence fell on Liu Sanwhip's ears, it was like a sarcasm.

The Compassion Palm Method should be used by compassionate people, Zha Yuhui is ridiculing him for not having compassion, isn't he a compassionate person?

Liu Sanwhip's eyes were cold, his hand suddenly exerted force, pressed down, and shouted: "Take my first palm-sad sky!"

The huge palm phantom immediately traveled through time and space, appeared on top of Zha Yuhui's head, and descended in an instant.

Zha Yuhui raised his palms unhurriedly, like holding a sword, like a tosso, showing the appearance of a Ming king.

The tall phantom of King Ming diffused out from his body in an instant, revealing and manifesting, blocking in front of Liu Sanwhip's sad heavenly palm.

Bell –

There was a sonorous roar between heaven and earth again!

The Sorrowful Heavenly Palm slammed into the Ming King's Faxiang, but it couldn't break through its defenses!

Liu Sanwhip's face changed slightly, his palm sank slightly, and he raised it again.

The huge thunder palm shadow was immediately stimulated, retreated outward, and then fell with a bang!

Bell –

The roar rang out, and everyone's ears tingled.

However, the phantom of the Ming King is as immobile as a mountain, and it can't break through at all!

Not to mention Liu Sanwhip, even the people watching the battle below were already stunned.

"Elder Palmetto, what kind of martial arts is this Sect Master Hui's Illusory Shadow of the Ming King, why haven't I seen it?"

A member of the Cha family couldn't help but ask out loud, and the object of the questioning was the elder Cha Palmetto, who was in charge of passing on the gong.

The old elder squinted his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "This martial arts technique of the phantom shadow of the Ming King, in fact, you have all seen it, it is on the first floor of my Cha's library pavilion, and it is called "Sitting on the Mountain". ”

When a few members of the Cha family next to him heard this, they finally suddenly realized.

"No wonder I feel so familiar! Yes, on the first floor of the Library Pavilion, there is indeed a classic, called Sitting on the Mountain!"

"However, I remember that this "Sitting on the Mountain" is only an E-level martial arts, and no one practices it at all?"

"Yes, I've seen this book when I was a child, but it's simple, it's not fancy, and it can't be put on the table at all!"

One by one, the clansmen recalled this inconspicuous martial arts exercise, and they all talked about it.

They didn't expect that the garbage exercises that could be seen at any time in the eyes of everyone would bloom with such a dazzling light in the hands of Grandmaster Zha Yuhui, and they could actually compete head-on with the A-level top martial arts merciful palm, without falling behind!

At the moment, after many people get up and go back, they must dig out this martial arts classic and practice the general plan.

However, Su Bei looked at their fiery eyes and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

It is also a book of exercises, and if it is used in the hands of Zha Yuhui and in the hands of ordinary people, it is likely to have a very different effect.

Even, he was a little suspicious that not only "Sitting on the Mountain", but even other ordinary exercises, in the hands of Zha Yuhui, had the power to turn decay into magic!

This is the ability of a true martial arts powerhouse!

The people in the world who can do this will probably not exceed the number of five fingers!

Liu Sanwhip in mid-air obviously realized the seriousness of the matter, and he originally came arrogantly with the intention of stepping on the Cha family, but at this time he had a trace of anxiety that he was not sure of winning.

He raised his palm upward, controlling the Sorrowful Heaven Palm to bombard the Ming King Phantom again, and then the palm flipped over, and immediately centered on him, evolving a pitch-black giant palm as black as ink.

This giant palm, as if it had been pulled out of hell, with a monstrous demonic flame, slapped at Zha Yuhui on the opposite side.

"Joy and sorrow, all to dust! Pity my world, there are many sorrows! Zha Yuhui, take my second palm-mercy!"

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