Li Xiangru is not afraid of tigers when he is born, he has been hanging alone on the cliff for five years, he has heard nothing about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he has little understanding of the world, and he is relatively lacking in human affairs. If he has been growing up in Wudang, learning about Tang Wenhe's reputation, knowing that he is a first-class master in the world, and the master of the "Juying Hall" run by the important ministers of the imperial court, the two of them have not yet made a move, they will lose psychologically, how can they still fight against them.

Now he is ignorant, and he knows that the life and death of Wudang are all in his own hands, and if he loses this one, the consequences will be unimaginable. For the sake of Wudang's relivelihood, with the idea of going out, he shook his spirits and tried his best to score a point with Tang Wenhe, and decide whether he would win or lose. Thinking of this festival, the fighting spirit is great, and he will fully display the martial arts he has practiced on the cliff over the years.

Tang Wenhe relied on his identity, and saw that Li Xiangru was bare-handed and had no weapon in his hand, so he immediately put his sword on the left, stood upside down behind his back, and only attacked Li Xiangru with his right palm. He is as powerful as a tiger, and as soon as he makes a move, he comes to take Li Xiangru's right shoulder acupoint.

Li Xiangru's right shoulder shrank, his body swayed slightly, and he slid out two feet to the left, and Tang Wenhe's take was lost. He made this extremely ingenious, to Tang Wenhe's surprise, Tang Wenhe shouted: "Okay!" The right palm move changed, and it slapped to his left flank, Li Xiangru stretched out his fist, Tang Wenhe did not wait for the move to use the old, the palm suddenly flipped over, and then came to take his right wrist "Neiguan acupoint", this change is as fast as lightning, Li Xiangru is inexperienced in the face of the enemy, almost held by him, if he holds it, the acupoint is controlled, and it completely becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Li Xiangru was on tiptoe, his body fell backwards, and Tang Wenhe's palm touched his skin and brushed it, but Li Xiangru felt a hot pain in his elbow, as if he was burned by fire, and couldn't help but be surprised.

As soon as the two of them fought, they passed three moves, all three of which were between lightning and fire, Li Xiang was lucky not to be restrained, but he flashed thrillingly, avoided danger, and made a hurry. The three moves have passed, Li Xiangru is frightened, but even more frightened is Tang Wenhe, his three moves are called "crane shock", is his Wudang various boxing techniques and the world's various grappling hands Biji, it took three years to develop the grappling moves, it can be said that the three moves of the world's grappling hands in Dacheng, there is a "crane" in his name, and the three moves are named "crane shock". For more than ten years, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been restrained by him, but today he lost his hand in dealing with a little Taoist priest who has not dried up, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

Li Xiangru shook his hot and painful wrist and pulled away from the stance. Tang Wenhe looked at it, but it was the Wudang long boxer who gestured, Wudang boxing is the most basic and lowest boxing method in the Wudang faction, Li Xiangru actually used him to deal with himself, he couldn't help but be angry and funny, and said: "Little Taoist, you use this set of boxing techniques to fight against you Tang Ye, you are not embarrassed?" Li Xiangru said: "I haven't learned anything else, I will only do this." Five years ago, he witnessed the tragic death of his father and mother in the capital, and lost his memory after excessive sadness, and was rescued by Yushu Daochang to Wudang, and then worshiped Xun Yuhe as a teacher, laying a solid foundation for him, Xun Yuhe spent a whole year only teaching him the most basic kung fu such as Zama, lunge, etc., and then spent two years teaching Wudang Changquan to finish, before he had time to practice more martial arts, Li Xiangru fell off the cliff. He hung alone on the cliff for five years, and practiced this set of long fists every day when he was bored, not knowing that he had practiced tens of thousands of times, and he was familiar with every move and every style.

He told the truth, without any pretense. Tang Wenhe's heart was half fixed for a moment, and he thought: "It turns out that this little Taoist priest doesn't have any advanced martial arts, and Shicai only rescued Xun Yuhe by virtue of his recklessness, and avoiding my capture was just accidental luck." said: "Since you can only use Wudang Changquan, I will also use Wudang Changquan to fight against you, so as not to be said by others that I am bullying the small." As soon as the words fell, he shouted: "Little Taoist, be careful!" With a wave of his right fist, he struck Li Xiangru like a storm.

Tang Wenhe used the direct hit hand in the Wudang long fist, the moves were simple and easy, and there were not many mysteries, just punch after punch to Li Xiangru's chest, Li Xiangru saw the move, Tang Wenhe attacked quickly, Li Xiangru solved quickly, the two hands of the fist were opposite, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight moves passed, Tang Wenhe only felt that Li Xiangru's fist was heavy, and the internal force faintly came, there was an extremely strong rebound force, there was an unfathomable feeling, and he couldn't touch his doorway for a while.

Tang Wenhe stretched out his legs and swept quickly, one leg after another, swept out thirteen legs, Li Xiangru retreated again and again, when he could reach the thirteenth leg, it was difficult to dodge, and suddenly rose from the ground, people were in mid-air, his body turned sideways, his left leg was slightly curled, his right leg was raised, and he kicked down Tang Wenhe, Tang Wenhe did not expect him to suddenly change his move to use the "Thunder Wanjun" in Wudang's long fist, and he also jumped up and kicked Li Xiangru over, the two of them had the same leg strength, and they both felt a huge force hitting them, and they involuntarily flew to the opposite and flew out for a few feet, and then fell to the ground.

Tang Wenhe's feet and legs were hit by Li Xiangru, and when he looked at Li Xiangru again, his face was as usual, and there was nothing unusual. After dozens of moves, the two actually fought half a catty and eight taels, no equal. Tang Wenhe used to hold it big, only with one palm and one fist, and the sword in his left hand was always behind him, and at this time, he really believed that this little Taoist priest had deep internal strength, not just recklessness and good luck.

Tang Wenhe stopped talking, attacked again, and this time he used Taihe Boxing, Xingyi Boxing and many other boxing techniques, wanting to defeat Li Xiangru with fast, miscellaneous, chaotic and Shen. And Li Xiangru turned over and over and only used the tricks of Wudang Long Fist, seeing that the two of them had passed seventy or eighty moves, Li Xiangru's Wudang Long Fist moves had been used for the second time. Although Tang Wenhe is very familiar with Wudang Changquan, Li Xiangru has the advantage in speed and strength every time he makes a move, and the fist is whirring, the more he fights, the more energetic he is, if he wants to win, it is not a matter of a moment and a half.

When the two first started, Li Xiangru was a little stiff due to his lack of experience in facing the enemy, and he was quite in a hurry and couldn't parry the momentum, but the two fought to the fifth. After sixty moves, he slowly entered the country, only the Wudang long fist that he was very familiar with on weekdays was unfolded one by one, every move in the long fist he could do as he wanted, easy to come, the first move can be used as the tenth move, the thirtieth move can be used as the fifth move, eclectic, flexible change, this time, Tang Wenhe was confused, originally had the upper hand, at this time it was a tie.

Tang Wenhe thought to himself: "I fought with this little Taoist priest who had not dried up for nearly a hundred moves, but I still failed to win, and I was seen by the people of Juyingtang, where is the prestige of my hall master." Now it is the first priority to win the war, no matter what tricks he uses or what sword he uses?" Thinking of this, the long sword in his left hand suddenly made a move, and a move "White Snake Spit Letter" stabbed Li Xiangru in the throat.