Grunt grunt –

It wasn't people's stomachs screaming, there was boiling water rolling inside the tortoise shell.

Inside, only some broth was left floating on the tortoise shell.

Eating and drinking, coupled with the previous fatigue, made the tribesmen really a little sleepy.

However, Hua Fei still gathered them on the flat ground and taught the remaining boxing techniques.

Hua Fei took a deep breath, and his spiritual power turned into a copper and aluminum bell, swaying, shaking, and suddenly, waking up the clansmen who were a little sleepy.

His expression was serious and eye-catching.

"I have a second punch."

Hua Fei's voice appeared in the minds of the clansmen, steady and solemn.

The clansmen were shocked, this is to teach them the second boxing technique!

"This is Taijiquan, the meaning is not heavy, the artistic conception is long-term, yin and yang are infinite, and its potential is far beyond the pictogram, but it is also much more difficult!"

"I will pass it on to you, whether you can learn it or not depends on your own understanding and compatibility with the boxing technique."

The eyes of the clansmen trembled slightly, they didn't expect the pictogram fist to be so powerful, and there was another even more powerful fist technique!

Incredible, unimaginable.

Sure enough, this incredible clansman, the figure they subconsciously worship as the king in their hearts, far exceeded their imagination, he seemed to be shrouded in a fog, mysterious and friendly, saving the entire clan from fire and water!

"See clearly!" Hua Fei drank loudly, and his spirit froze.

Suddenly, all the clansmen of the Yan tribe looked over.

Taijiquan, Yin and Yang, light and heavy are blended, can be moved, can be overwhelming, can be kneaded and dispersed, the artistic conception is far-reaching, involving the roots of the universe, it is difficult to see the end.

Hua Fei's body began to move, and under his feet, above the earth, a black and white pattern appeared that was constantly rotating.

A circle, black and white, with a different color dot in between.

It seems to have some kind of magic that attracts the eyes of the people.

It is precisely because of the level to be taught that Hua Fei has displayed almost all of his skills, so it has manifested a little strangeness.

"Drink!"

Hua Fei's hands were clasped in a virtual way, as if there was a mixture of black and white gas, and in his hands, it seemed to turn into a black hole, and a strong suction force was born, blowing gusts of strong wind around him, countless dust was attracted, and countless fallen leaves were torn apart.

With a slight sweep of the arm, the black and white air mass formed by the virtual hug dissipated, and the abyss-like black hole suction slowly dissipated.

The expressions of the clansmen were very surprised and incomprehensible.

Hua Fei's movements did not stop.

In Taijiquan, there is also a matching skill of quenching qi and blood, called Fishing Toad Gong, whose ability to refine and carry qi and blood is much stronger than that of pictographic boxing.

The black-and-white yin-yang pattern hovering at Hua Fei's feet centered on Hua Fei, as if a domain had been born, and unlike before, at this time, it had a repulsive force.

This place is a dust-free place!

No dust could touch Hua Fei in it, and the whirring wind was also isolated from the yin and yang diagram.

"Tai Chi Two Yi, Four Elephant Gossip, Universe Flood ......"

Hua Fei's understanding of Taijiquan is much lower than that of pictograms, and he cannot use Taijiquan to attract the aura around him.

It can be said that the artistic conception of Taijiquan is extremely difficult to comprehend, and the more advanced the artistic conception, the more understanding and opportunities are needed to understand the mystery.

And, it will take more time.

It didn't take long for Hua Fei to gain extraordinary power, let alone cultivate well for a while, and at this point, it was his flaw.

All four limbs are moving, legs are drawing patterns on the ground with fists, and hands are hugged, as if Hua Fei's whole body is soft bones.

Knock Knock Knock –

In the air, there was a fist of phantom.

If it is said that the fist intent of pictogram boxing is extremely resolute, then the fist intent of Tai Chi can be said to be extremely domineering and long-standing in some aspects!

An empty earthquake was born around, and within the Taiji Yin and Yang pattern, Hua Fei was the king!

The air became stagnant, as if it had fallen into a swamp, making it difficult for all living beings to breathe, and there was an inexplicable sense of fear in their hearts, trembling at the power of a fist.

Fortunately, Hua Fei limited his power to the range of the Taiji Yin and Yang Diagram on the ground, and the power outside this range was much smaller, and it did not hurt the clansmen.

This sense of spiritual oppression is not directly manifested as a holy elephant like a pictogram.

It touches the depths of the hearts of living beings, which can be regarded as the soul realm, shrouded in a thick coercion, and the incomparably far-reaching artistic conception is indelible.

"Catch the bird's tail!"

"Boom!"

A mysterious rhythm, Hua Fei's eyes kicked, unfolded, huge force surged, the sky in front of him seemed to be torn apart, the incomparable air flow swept the ground, the clansmen hurriedly covered it with their arms, and their hearts were extremely frightened.

The houses in the Flame Tribe shook slightly, as if they had withstood a great impact.

"Move the barricade!"

Turning around, his eyes were blazing, turning into angry gods, and under the majesty of the gods, a punch bombarded the empty space behind him, and suddenly, the earth was violent, and under the boom, a huge and incomparably deep pit was broken, spreading to the outside of the tribe, a big crack that was about to be 100 meters!

Buzz Buzz –

The Divine Beast Rock Wall on the Flame Tribe emitted a glow, preventing the wall from cracking, if it weren't for this, the newly built Flame Tribe would have been completely destroyed under this blow!

"I'll go, don't!" Hua Fei's expression changed, and so did the other clansmen, and the look of horror appeared on their looks.

"Whew, it's okay, it's okay." They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the Divine Beast Rock Wall was still guarding the stone wall in the end, stopping the complete destructive force.

"Whew-"

"No, you can't use all your strength in this fist."

Suddenly, Hua Fei's mind moved, and he gathered all his spiritual power, and at the same time, without spiritual power, the Taiji diagram under his feet slowly disappeared, and the fist technique was also less spiritual.

It is also impossible to leave the imprint of Tai Chi in the minds of the clansmen at the same time.

"Drink!" In this way, Hua Fei continued to perform other Tai Chi styles, and the fishing toad energy was still running, and the qi and blood on his body were tempered and carried with extremely high efficiency, and his face was slightly flushed.

The supernatural disappeared and the power plummeted, but the feeling of coercion and diffusion did not disappear, which is the most essential artistic conception of Taijiquan, rippling with the operation of the boxing method.

The clansmen recovered from the blow just now, breathing rapidly, and they were completely convinced of this fist technique, and in their hearts, the status of the pictogram fist was higher.

"Whew-"

It didn't take long for Hua Fei to use all the moves of Taijiquan aside, without the blessing of spiritual power, the power was indeed greatly reduced, but it was also safer.

Looking at the Yan tribe that was about to turn into ruins, the corners of Hua Fei's mouth twitched and shook his head.

The ability of the 'Moving Mountains' level of the Imperial Earth was transported, and it quickly repaired the broken tribe.

"That's a ......"