Chapter 448 Immortal, Non-stop
Gossip, form and meaning, eight poles. The three representatives came together, so that all the martial arts museum owners and the one-mans present got up to welcome each other. Except for a few old men, all the museum owners had to smile on their faces.
In fact, it is not surprising that everyone is so enthusiastic. After all, the ethereal view has been sealed for many years, and these three people are the hegemons in people's hearts. No curator dared to lose his courtesy in front of these three people for fear of being beaten to the door.
"Welcome, everyone's coming really makes me shine!" Wang Shunyi, who looked at the three people who walked into the door, didn't say much. Although these words sounded like they were soft, Wang Shunyi did not move a step from beginning to end, but arched his hand calmly and did not leave Qin Hui's first half.
"Hmm!" Looking at Wang Shunyi's self-retained identity, several people snorted coldly. It must be nothing if Wang Shunyi relied on his status as a master in the Republic of China, but now that martial arts has declined, and these people are only half a step away from the master. They just think that Wang Shunyi is one step ahead of them and still regard Wang Shun Yidang regarded it as a post-study student.
"The owner of the royal museum is such a big shelf! You should know that the most important thing to open a martial arts school is to mislead people's children. Feng Shuang, the old gossip leader, really has to ask your Excellency for advice.
Feng Shuang's gossip palm has always been the head of Cangzhou, and it is not a high look. In addition, Feng Shuang came to kick the field to explore the way this time. As soon as he saw Wang Shunyi's great performance, he was furious.
With the shape and meaning of Mr. Feng's words, the two museum owners gently stepped back two steps aside and made room for Mr. Feng.
The corners of Wang Shunyi's mouth are slightly**, and there are many martial arts practitioners who don't agree to fight. Wang Shunyi is not a good man. Why can't you see that this is a smashing scene?
If Wang Shunyi's reputation is not obvious, everyone can still get along well, but Wang Shunyi is now in the realm of a generation of masters, and it is impossible for several major family members in Cangzhou to listen to it.
"Master, look!" Wang Shunyi did not end directly, but bowed slightly beside Qin Hui and asked in a low voice.
"There are too many people who don't know the depth of heaven and earth. Remember, there is no second saying in martial arts!" Qin Hui looked up and glanced at the people present and waved his hand absent-mindedly.
"Yes, master." Wang Shunyi held his fist again and saluted, and as soon as he raised the Taiji shirt in front of him, he left.
"Taiji, Wang Shunyi!" Wang Shunyi arched his hand and looked at the gray-haired gossip master in front of him calmly.
"Gossip Palm, Feng Shuang!" The old man made a slight mistake with the footsteps of his voice and put on the starting style of the gossip palm.
Wang Shunyi's footsteps staggered forward, his footprints were left on the ground step by step, and his hands also reached towards Mr. Feng with an inch.
Looking at the kung fu man under Wang Shunyi's feet, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palms alternately attacked Wang Shunyi.
Wang Shunyi and Mr. Feng fought together. Among them, Wang Shunyi was young and strong, and Wang Shunyi was full of tough fighting, while Mr. Feng's gossip palm seemed to be the faction of the gossip dragon palm. His body method was uncertain, and he always walked around Wang Shunyi, like a wandering dragon walking around a pillar.
Wang Shunyi is young and strong, and his Taijiquan has also reached the level of master. Mr. Feng is experienced. Whenever he encounters weak strength, he will change his body method and always avoid confrontation with Wang Shunyi. Instead, he relies on the variability of his body method to lead Wang Shunyi's attack.
"Damn it! Why is this old man's body so slippery, like a loach!" Wang Shunyi failed to hit Mr. Feng for several rounds in a row, and his original disappiness was replaced by solemnity.
"This boy is so strong. It seems that I don't have a good chance of winning!" Mr. Feng is experienced and knows that he seems to be proficient, but every time he changes his body, he has no choice but to take the initiative in Wang Shunyi's hands.
The two fought for a few rounds. The old man was like a wandering dragon, looking like an ape, sitting like a tiger and turning like an eagle. The gossip dragon palm is pure in its hand, and it seems to be more than half a step away from a generation of masters. Wang Shunyi is walking clouds and flowing water, stepping on yin and yang, and turning his hands is full of power. Obviously, it is an extremely masculine way.
"The combination of yin and yang, one yuan and the beginning!" Wang Shunyi seized the opportunity when Mr. Feng changed his figure again, abruptly twisted his body away, and suddenly pushed his palms to Mr. Feng's chest.
"Drink!" When Mr. Feng saw Wang Shunyi's slap, he stopped the change of his body method and stepped forward and backward. He raised his left hand and pressed his forearm to block Wang Shunyi's palm.
"Brush brush!" Mr. Feng took four steps back in a row. When he stood firmly, his right arm trembled slightly and waved the gesture of gossiping dragon palm again.
"Shunyi!" Just as Wang Shunyi wanted to attack again, Qin Hui suddenly opened his mouth and made Wang Shunyi stop his movements under his feet.
"Master!" Wang Shunyi stepped back two steps and turned his head to look at Qin Hui.
"Recede!" Qin Hui waved her hand and stood up from the chair.
With Qin Hui's strength, it has long been seen that although Wang Shunyi's papermaking is better, Mr. Feng is also an old man. There is a degree of advance and retreat between one attack and one defense. In addition, they are only one step away from a generation of masters. If they want to win or lose, they have to play dozens of rounds. However, if the two are really allowed to play dozens of rounds and then win or lose, then even Wang Shunyi will lose the shocking opportunity to win.
After all, the layman watches the scene, and the layman watches the door. In the eyes of some museum owners with low cultivation, they don't know what a generation of masters is and what is immortality. He will only think that Wang Shunyi won when Mr. Feng is old and weak, and he will only say that Taijiquan is the best way to win.
"Your doll is his master!" Mr. Feng glanced at Wang Shunyi with a respectful face and was a little unbelievable. You should know that Wang Shunyi was in his forties at a glance. At this age, he actually recognized a young man in his 20s and 30s as a master. Ten people had to think about the story here.
"The apprentice is more stubborn, but you and I are almost the same age. Don't say anything about the baby!" Qin Hui waved her hand to Wang Shunyi and motioned him to watch behind, and then walked step by step into the field.
"I'm sixty-seven this year, and you and I are almost the same!" Mr. Feng looked at Qin Hui's face and was a little stunned whether Qin Hui was taking advantage of himself.
Qin Hui nodded. In fact, if he really said it, he was in his seventies. If he really called it, Mr. Feng would have to call himself brother. It's just that Qin Hui is more modest.
"I taught Shunyi's Taiji, but he hasn't practiced yet!" Qin Hui looked up at the plaque with the three words of ethereal view and felt that his inheritance should be seen clearly from his own hands today.
"You taught me!" Mr. Feng looked at Wang Shunyi standing behind Qin Hui and found that Wang Shunyi was looking at Qin Hui with a hopeful face without any doubts at all.
"Bitter, apprentices are masters of the same generation. What's the level of being a master? This is troublesome!"
Mr. Feng took a deep breath and put on the posture of gossip, regardless of Qin Hui's real age. However, this time, Mr. Feng did not dare to wave his attacker, but showed a defensive posture to test Qin Hui's confidence.
"You should also retreat!" Qin Hui waved her hand disapprovingly at Mr. Feng, glanced at everyone and smiled, "Today, my disciple's ethereal view opened the mountain gate, and I will walk Tai Chi in front of everyone. Please comment!"
"This!" Hearing Qin Hui's words, everyone couldn't help but feel surprised that even Mr. Feng couldn't guess Qin Hui's plan. You should know that this reputation is all beaten out. What does it mean to practice it alone?
"Tai Chi!" Qin Hui ignored everyone's expressions and whispered. For him, no one present is qualified to play against him, even several close masters.
"Woo-woo..." With the wind around Qin Hui's starting style, the wind swept the sand and dust in front of Qin Hui and turned into a Taiji pattern.
"What is this!" When the people around saw such abnormal noises, they couldn't help but change their faces, for fear that Qin Hui would use magic.
"My Taiji is quiet and quiet, and it is difficult to distinguish between the two. There is steel in Taiji softness, and there is softness in steel. It is mainly strong and strong, supplemented by softness.
Qin Hui fought Taiji as if no one was around in front of everyone's eyes, and the wind around him was fierce. Taiji patterns appeared among the sand and stones one by one, surrounding Qin Hui's body.
"The vision of heaven and earth, a generation of masters!" Looking at the abnormal sound caused by Qin Hui's Taiji, Li Guanzhu and Liu Guanzhu of Bajiquan looked at Qin Hui stupidly, and immediately thought of the vision of heaven and earth that the master would bring up when performing martial arts.
It is said that Mr. Guo Yunshen, the master of Xingyi, who punched the world with half a step, is as strong as a sharp sword. Mr. Dong Haichuan, the master of gossip, has the power of gossip in his hand. And these are regarded as the symbols of a generation of masters, but Qin Hui's abnormal sound is a little too powerful. At a glance, he even has the meaning of Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts and Taoism, which aroused the resonance of heaven and earth. How can this not surprise people!