When Zhou Botong heard this, he exclaimed, "How do you know?"

Wang Jing smiled and said, "Secret!"

Zhou Botong was itchy and asked, "Hey, hey, what kind of martial arts do you know, is it fun?"

Between Zhou Botong's noisy, the four of them had already returned to the attic. Huang Rong smiled and said, "Brother Wang, if you and Brother Guo invite me to dinner, I will invite you to taste my craftsmanship." ”

Wang Jing replied: "Then I have a mouthful!"

Zhou Botong didn't like to eat very much, and shouted: "What's so good about eating, go quickly, I have to compete with Brother Wang." ”

Huang Rong glanced at Zhou Botong and went back. Huang Yaoshi asked his subordinates to bring everyone a cup of tea, Zhou Botong drank it all in one gulp, and Huang Yaoshi didn't care, and ordered someone to serve another cup. Wang Jing tasted it slowly, and the three of them talked about some martial arts anecdotes, some of which Wang Jing didn't know.

After a while, Huang Rong brought the Jiangnan side dishes, which were extremely exquisite, and brought wine to a few people. Zhou Botong ate Haisai in a meal, and he didn't eat any taste, but drank a lot of wine and praised the good wine loudly. Wang Jing felt very delicious when she ate it, although it was some home-cooked tofu, bamboo shoots, etc., it had a different taste, so she praised: "Rong'er is a good craft!" Huang Rong heard Wang Jing praise her, and her heart was sweet, and she asked Wang Jing to eat more.

After the four of them had lunch, Zhou Botong pestered Wang Jing to test his martial arts, Huang Rong followed, and Huang Yaoshi went to use the big treasure snake to dispense medicine.

The three of them came to the sword test pavilion as usual, and Zhou Botong punched and struck. Wang Jing concocted it in the same way, still turning his fingers into a sword, pointing at Zhou Botong's right shoulder armpit. Zhou Botong didn't dodge, his left hand punched to block Wang Jing, and his right hand continued to punch Wang Jing's shoulder.

Wang Jing exclaimed: "Hey, fighting left and right, not bad, not bad!" Ordinary people will inevitably retreat when they encounter Wang Jing's move. In this way, Wang Jing can continue to attack, and the enemy has to be saved, and everything falls into Wang Jing's rhythm. Zhou Botong didn't dodge, Wang Jing was helpless, his feet didn't move, his body twisted, and he avoided it, which was the Tai Chi body method.

Zhou Botong missed a punch, put his hands together, one hand continued to attack Wang Jing's right shoulder, and the other hand attacked Wang Jing's chest. Wang Jing slid around like a swimming fish, dodging when there was no room for it.

Zhou Botong was not discouraged, and urged the two-handed fighting technique to the extreme, as if there were two people besieging Wang Jing. But Wang Jing's Taijiquan has been perfected by the time of the discussion with Zhang Sanfeng at this time, and there are no flaws. No matter how Zhou Botong attacked, Wang Jing always turned around, the soles of his feet did not move, and Zhou Botong still couldn't beat anyone.

Huang Rong cheered loudly beside her: "Brother Wang, good fight! Old naughty boy, don't you say that your left-right fighting technique is like two people? Why can't you beat people?"

Zhou Botong and Wang Jing made more than ten moves, but they still didn't even touch the corner of Wang Jing's clothes, Zhou Botong said strangely: "Wow, what kind of martial arts are you!"

Wang Jing smiled and said: "Taijiquan!" After speaking, he used the "bird's tail" of Taijiquan, brushed his hand over Zhou Botong's right arm, and pulled it, leading the attack of Zhou Botong's right hand to Zhou Botong's left hand. Zhou Botong was shocked, if he was being towed, wouldn't he beat himself! At the moment, he struggled hard, Wang Jing used a sticky trick, and Zhou Botong couldn't break free for a while.

Zhou Botong saw that his right hand was about to hit his left hand, so he had no choice but to touch his hands without force. Wang Jing's move Tai Chi was also used at this time, so he used the "Shun Single Whip" to hit Zhou Botong, Zhou Botong hurriedly waved his fist to meet him, Wang Jing only felt that he hit a ball of cotton, and he had no sense of strength. Zhou Botong felt that the strength was so empty and soft, as if it had penetrated along his cotton.

Wang Jing asked, "Kongming Fist?"

Zhou Botong exclaimed: "Why is your fist strength so similar to my Kongming Fist?"

Wang Jing laughed, Tai Chi is both rigid and soft, Wang Jing used the softness just now. Kongming boxing and Tai Chi are both Taoist advanced boxing techniques, and the softness has the same effect. It's just that Kongming Fist is obviously slightly inferior.

Since Wang Jing has started to attack, he has been endless, and he has learned the truth of Dugu Jiujian's attack very well. Wang Jing used the thirteen styles of Taijiquan, each of which is a heavy intention and not a heavy move, Wang Jing made it extremely chic, Zhou Botong put his hands together, and began to prevent dozens of moves. Later, Wang Jing found that the soft strength could not help Zhou Botong, so he changed it to strength, although Zhou Botong's Kongming fist overcame rigidity with softness, but it also depends on who used it, how strong Wang Jing was, Zhou Botong was shocked many times, and this was the reason why his Kongming fist was unloaded.

In this way, the two of them made dozens of moves, all of which were Wang Jing attacking and Zhou Botong defending. The more Wang Jing played, the deeper his understanding of Taijiquan, and gradually used the two forces of rigidity and softness in one punch, which is obviously the performance of Taijiquan's peak. Zhou Botong couldn't catch it, and finally after three or four moves, Zhou Botong was invaded by the long-term Taijiquan strength, Wang Jing reached the peak again, the fist strength was more than doubled, Zhou Botong was repelled by Wang Jing's punch and spit out a small mouthful of blood.

Huang Rong shouted: "Old naughty boy, you are injured!"

On a whim, Wang Jing used too much force and injured Zhou Botong, so he stopped punching. Zhou Botong didn't blame Wang Jing. Immediately sit on the ground, use the internal strength, and start to heal. But after two meals, I saw that Zhou Botong was in good spirits. It turned out that he had kept the Nine Yin True Scripture in his mind all these years, and when he practiced the exercises, he unconsciously remembered the subtle kung fu of the scriptures, and his own martial arts naturally brought the methods of the True Scriptures, without knowing it. Just now, the internal strength of the Quanzhen Sect and the healing method of the Nine Yin True Scripture were urged together, coupled with his own profound internal strength, Wang Jing did not make a heavy hand, which was so fast.

Zhou Botong jumped up and shouted, "Good boxing, good boxing!" He didn't mind Wang Jing injuring him.

Wang Jing smiled: "Are you okay?

Zhou Botong came up and grabbed Wang Jing and said, "I worship you as a teacher, how about you teach me the boxing technique just now?"

Wang Jing smiled: "It's no problem to teach you, just forget about apprenticeship!"

Zhou Botong smiled again: "You are really interesting, why don't we bow down! Your martial arts are so high, I recognize you as a big brother! What martial arts do you have, you must teach me." ”

Wang Jing couldn't cry or laugh, so he said: "You practice Tai Chi first!" and said to Huang Rong: "Rong'er, you also come to learn, this set of boxing methods contains the profound truth of Taoism, which can not only strengthen the body, but also attack and defend the enemy." ”

At the moment, Wang Jing explained in detail the thirteen styles of Taijiquan, which demonstrated the starting momentum, holding the ball potential, single pushing potential, probing potential, supporting potential, fluttering potential, bearing potential, dividing potential, cloud potential, turning potential, double pushing potential, downward potential, and closing potential, one by one, the action is continuous, such as flowing clouds and water, loose and natural;

Wang Jing also emphasized that the truth of Taijiquan is heavy and not heavy, and Zhou Botong is a master of martial arts and understands quickly. Although Huang Rong is smart, but she doesn't have enough knowledge in martial arts, Wang Jing can't help it, the same style is expressed in different ways, but the fist intent remains the same, and she tried tricks with Huang Rong one by one, although Huang Rong can't understand everything, but she has also made great progress.

In this way, the three of them taught one and two learned, all with great intentions, and they didn't realize that time had passed quickly, and an afternoon had passed, and Huang Yaoshi sent a dumb servant to call the three of them for dinner.