Siheyuan: Rebirth of the Silly Pillar, with enlightenment that defies heaven

Although Yang Peiyuan before was able to forcibly mobilize his breath to control his body.

But that was entirely achieved by overdrafting the body.

Unlike now, the qi and blood in his body are endless. Different from Wang Xing's surging and intense sense of oppression, it is more calm and unhurried.

This is the restraint of a master warrior.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, Wang Xing is a very powerful martial artist who can be seen at a glance.

But in the eyes of a true expert, one can see at a glance that it is difficult for the former to get through three moves in front of the latter.

Yang Peiyuan can naturally feel his physical condition.

Seeing his disciple working hard for his physical recovery, Yang Peiyuan also had a touch of kindness in his eyes.

"Zhuzi, you haven't missed the practice of Tai Chi Yuan Gong Fist and Ti Zong Technique recently."

Yang Peiyuan asked.

In fact, he could feel the aura coming from Zhuzi every day. This child was not lazy. Yang Peiyuan sees all these progress.

Now, he has basically taught all of their Taiyuan Sect's inheritance to Zhu Zhu.

Under normal circumstances, the apprentice is working hard to cultivate, and if there is anything he doesn't know how to do, he can just ask the master directly.

But apart from the fact that Zhuzi needed to be taught the exercises when he first understood them, he basically practiced hard on his own after that.

Every time he thought about this talent, Yang Peiyuan would feel a little too evil in his heart. So much so that he didn't even bother to ask Zhu Zhu if he still had any problems in cultivation. There is no such thing as a freak like Zhuzi, so asking is in vain.

In this regard, He Yuzhu also nodded.

"Master, don't worry, you won't fall behind at all in your practice."

For no other reason than the sense of security that martial arts can bring, He Yuzhu would not fall behind on this connection.

At this time, Wang Xing in the courtyard almost looked through his eyes.

"Zhuzi, come here."

Seeing that Mr. Yang had taken the medicinal diet and Zhu Zhu was no longer busy, he couldn't help but speak.

Yang Peiyuan looked at this scene and looked at He Yuzhu again, with a strange smile on his face.

"Master, shall I try?"

He Yuzhu naturally understood what Uncle Wang wanted to fight.

And he himself was also very interested in this fight.

After all, since he became a warrior, he has not had any real communication with his "peers".

It's not a good thing to just practice martial arts but have no place to actually fight. It's just a good opportunity to take this opportunity to understand your own strength and the battle between warriors.

"Well, go ahead. Wang Xing has mastered his martial arts well. He is also at the peak of An Jin. There are not many people in the martial arts world who can beat him."

Yang Peiyuan nodded.

Naturally, he would be happy to see his apprentice in actual combat.

In fact, this is why the current situation is not very good.

Otherwise, he would have arranged for Zhuzi to engage in some actual combat.

It's just talk without practicing fake moves, not to mention that the core of national martial arts also has the connotation of killing skills.

If you don't fight with others, it will lose some of its essence.

After listening to the master's words, He Yuzhu's face condensed slightly and he nodded solemnly.

He was not complacent just because he injured Uncle Wang's arms in his last sneak attack.

First of all, it was a sneak attack at that time, focusing on taking the enemy by surprise.

Secondly, judging from Uncle Wang's reaction at that time, he probably didn't take action with all his strength. He probably guessed his identity.

Therefore, He Yuzhu was also very cautious about this fight.

When Wang Xing saw this, he also grinned at He Yuzhu.

"Zhuzi, good boy, come here and let Uncle Wang see how good you are!"

As Mr. Yang's apprentice, Wang Xing is naturally very concerned about Zhuzi.

In the past few days, Zhuzi's performance made him at least recognize Zhuzi in his heart.

But when they open a martial arts gym, they naturally value their skills.

The two stood in the courtyard, facing each other.

"Uncle Wang, I'm offended."

He Yuzhu took the initiative to speak.

He is young and a junior, so he can naturally make the first move.

He Yuzhu still knew this in his heart.

Martial arts practitioners strike first and gain the upper hand, and to a certain extent they can take advantage.

Especially when the strength is similar, if you get stronger step by step, and the rhythm is faster, the opponent will be tired of dealing with it, and in the end it will even directly affect the result of a competition.

Looking at Zhu Zhu's unceremonious look, Wang Xing's eyes flashed, but he nodded.

After all, as an elder, he can't make the first move, right?

If he does this, I'm afraid he won't have any place to save his face.

Soon, the pillar moved.

The Lifting Technique made his body grow instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the pillar appeared directly in front of Wang Xing.

Seeing the figure of Zhuzi shaking in his eyes, Wang Xing also raised his eyebrows.

I couldn't help but feel a little more solemn in my heart.

This is too fast.

Zhuzhu should have also practiced the key points of Shenfa.

Wang Xing judged it at a glance.

No wonder why Zhuzi was able to hide in the yard for him to sneak attack last time, it must have relied on this set of movement skills.

Thinking of this, Wang Xing didn't dare to be careless at all.

His arms were subconsciously folded in front of his chest.

He knew the key to this movement, and only Mr. Yang had practiced it.

Even his three direct disciples have never taught them.

It can be seen from this that Zhuzi holds an important position in Mr. Yang’s heart.

However, there was no room for Wang Xing to think too much at this time.

He Yuzhu clenched his fist, and a fierce tiger roar sounded.

Of course, this is not the roar of a tiger, but it is the sense of coercion brought about by He Yuzhu's fist skills being in place and his energy exploding in the air.

Just this moment, Wang Xing lost any contempt in his heart.

An ordinary Anjin warrior would not be able to withstand this punch.

"Good boy, well done!"

Wang Xing shouted loudly, and instead of avoiding the attack, he directly punched the pillar and hit the pillar head-on!

After all, he also practices foreign martial arts, and he also pays attention to the big opening and the big closing.

Coupled with An Jin's peak cultivation, there is no reason to avoid it.

The two fists exchanged, but their eyes were extremely serious.

This kind of close-range attack can easily lead to serious trouble if one cannot hold back his strength.

When the two bodies met, there was a muffled sound.

The ground in the yard seemed to be vibrating.

At the same time, He Yuzhu and Wang Xing separated instantly.

At this time, the arms of both of them that had just punched were shaking slightly.

He Yuzhu felt the slight pain coming from his arm and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

Uncle Wang was worthy of being a warrior at the pinnacle of dark strength. With this punch, he still had the upper hand, but he didn't gain any advantage at all.

Wang Xing stood there without saying a word, his expression seemingly unchanged.

In fact, I feel a little stupid inside.

No, what is going on? ? ?

This kid resisted his punch, how could he act like a normal person? ? ?

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