Chapter 246: Taizu Changquan immortal sleeping {上}

Although Zhao Guangrong was punctured by Wang Chao ’s nails, the skin under the inch jade occipital bone hurt a dumb point, damaged the vocal cords, and could not control his own voice. Luck was like a throat shouting, and hoarseness was like a bellows. The sound is like a thick sputum clogged in the throat.
However, he did not lose his combat effectiveness.
Because his "wolf rushing to the bump" was too fast, Wang Chao's clever Yunlong snatched his fingernail and rubbed it to the dumb hole on the back of the neck, but the muscles and dark strength did not point in, so that he was not injured. weight.
However, the result of this contest is now very clear.
It can be seen from the image of the two.
Zhao Guangrong's upper body clothes were all damaged, and his lower body shoes and trousers were also rotten, hanging all over the knee joints. The whole image was the same as the beggar Hanako.
His image, and the original sitting in a Rolls-Royce limousine, dressed in bright and bright yellow Tang suit, looks like an emperor like an underground, a heaven.
Compared with Zhao Guangrong's wolf bèi, Wang Chao took a lot of ease. His whole body was in good condition, even clean and tidy, and there was no dust on the dust. He was throbbing, his whole body was trembling, and the wind was strong. What dust could not shake?
"Master Zhao, let me go."
After Zhao Guangrong's "Wolf Runs", he quickly turned around, "Sit on the Golden Luan" flashed, and changed to "Fight" to prepare to fight the enemy, but unexpectedly found that Wang Chao did not chase Come over, but stand still on both feet, right hand stretched out, unspeakable calm and peaceful.
This is not a contest of life and death, there is no sign of life and death. If you hit such a course, you can really say that you have won.
Moreover, Wang Chao knows clearly that Zhao Guangrong's martial arts fist is by no means idle, and his vitality is amazingly powerful. It is also very difficult to kill oneself in one fell swoop, or to lose the fighting power without hurting.
Although it took the advantage just now, it was just that the "spider treading water" footwork created by him was too mysterious, and the other party had never seen it before, so that he could not deal with it properly.
If the fight continues, the other party will be mentally prepared to deal with it calmly, which will make it hard for him to suffer.
However, if the opponent insists on a life-and-death struggle, Wang Chao is not afraid. He is confident that after more than half an hour, he will completely overwhelm Zhao Guangrong with his strong physical endurance and kill him.
But for that kind of job, my body is also very wear and tear, at least a few days of rest to recover. And this is Tangmen internal fighting, there is no need for it. Among Chinese boxers, it is a rare thing that Chinese martial arts can now practice martial arts to Jin Dan ’s introverted realm. It is a pity that there is one less dead.
Master fights, every punch and one move, all work together, hands and feet, spine, head, all over the body, and the amount of exercise is large, which is more than ten times larger than that of international professional athletes. The average ordinary boxer, in It's very good to be able to hold on for three or five minutes during a fierce fight.
And a game, it is rare to be able to play for ten minutes.
After playing for half an hour, it was a master.
Therefore, the real fights are all about killing one blow, and never squandering the body.
Facing Wang Chao to calmly stop, Zhao Guangrong has completely understood that his martial arts are indeed lower than that of this great East Asian master of art, the director of Laoshan Neijia Boxing Museum.
"Unexpectedly, there are such masters in China. Such martial arts and martial arts, such a realm, can be said to be the first." Zhao Guangrong only smiled bitterly in his heart, but said nothing.
His dumb point was hurt, his throat seemed to be blocked by a thick sputum, unspeakable uncomfortable, and there was nowhere to speak.
He not only blocked his throat, but also blocked his heart. The boxing technique handed down by his teenagers started to stand on horseback from the age of three. The first word he knew was "boxing", and later he learned culture, and it is also a classic classic of back boxing. , Such as "Arm Records", "Green Dream Hall", "Dragon Classic", "Wu Beizhi", "New Performance Book", "Cao Jiwu's Ten Methods", "Xingyi Boxing Lecture", etc. Later, when he was 13 or 14 years old, his bones grew up, and he started to practice Qi and boxing. By the time he was 20, he was already a well-known young master. Afterwards, his martial arts martial arts advanced, and he was invincible. Now it is actually defeated, and it is so completely defeated.
If a little-known junior beats him like this, he will definitely not be able to stand suicide. But now, he has no thought of committing suicide because he can't bear it.
Because Wang Chao is not a little-known junior, but has a good reputation and has the title of the first East Asian national art. In the martial arts world, it is much louder than his name.
In saying that he has faded out of the martial arts world for a long time, although he has valued some things of fame, he has not reached the point where he is regarded as destiny. What he values ​​is interest.
"Master Zhao, let's play against each other, we can say that there is no difference in victory or defeat. It is really necessary to separate the victory and defeat. It is estimated that it will be after a few hundred hands. In this way, Master Zhao's clothes are damaged. When it is changed, we will find a time to join hands . Today is a festive celebration for our sincere and dear friends in Tangmen, Nanyang. Do n’t delay the time because of the two of us.

Wang Chao closed his fists, gently twitched his sleeve twice, and stepped back two steps again, staring at Zhao Guangrong's eyes, paying attention.
He is wearing a purple-gold dress today, with old-fashioned cloth buttons, slightly wider sleeves, and inner content, which is very old-style boxer style.
This dress, and Jiang Hai just said that he broke his identity, the Great East Asia's first national martial arts master, even cast a halo on his image. In all his eyes, his every move now has an intangible charm and demeanor.
The big one is called saint, and the one is called god.
Zhao Guangrong's ears listened to Wang Chao's words, and he calculated that his mind had calmed down in less than a minute.
At this moment, Tang Zichen sighed leisurely, and finally gave him a chance to step down.
"Brother Zhao, why do you have to be separated from my younger brother? Our original purpose when Tangmen was established was to protect all Chinese from bullying, but now our Tangyang in Nanyang has become a personal warlord organization, I no longer lost my spirit and blood. "
Tang Zichen sighed: "Brother Zhao, of course, you and me, as well as more than 20 people including Brother Lin Shifeng, how heroic it was to assassinate the head of the Indonesian military, and later Tang Men seized power. For more than ten years, the two ambitions and ambitions have been worn away, both have a family and have children. Our Tangmen originally relied on a blood and blood, and I lost the blood and blood, Tangmen, I ca n’t think of returning Anything worth saving zài. "
Zhao Guangrong's eyes flickered. Indeed, he is now a lot weaker in Philippine. He has a family and children. He dare not like Tang Zichen. He had a large-scale armed conflict with the army and encountered things that confronted him. , Always want to make big things small, small things.
"As soon as my younger brother came, he assassinated Suharni and his son and cut off his head to pay tribute to the dead souls who died that year. I believe that under his leadership, he will keep his blood going."
"Brother Zhao, Brother Lin, I think you misunderstood a lot of things. Let's talk about it in detail first." Tang Zichen finally finished and entered the small conference room next to the auditorium.
When Tang Zichen was talking, Wang Chao's attention was already on Jiang Hai, but he found Jiang Hai's eyelids drooping, and spoke carefully to Zhao Guangrong's young daughter next to him, as if the point of breaking Wang Chao's identity was not his.
At this time, Zhao Guangrong was silent, changed his clothes in the car, and then swept away the decadence, and restored his temperament when he first came.
Lin Shifeng's eyes flickered, and the qiē he just did did not expect him. He did not expect that the young man, who seemed to be the helm of the Nanyang Tangmen designated by Tang Zichen, was actually the director of Laoshan Neijia Boxing Many of the seniors in Hongmen are known as the generation masters of the Taoist fairy.
He was originally looking at Zhao Guangrong's idea to make a plan, not thinking about really confronting Tang Zichen.
Seeing Zhao Guangrong change his clothes, Wang Chao and Wang Chao walked side by side into the small conference room next to the auditorium, and he followed.
A few people entered the small meeting room and sat down. Wang Chaocai said, "Master Zhao, just offended." Then he said to Huo Ling'er who was following him, "Go and get the throat-paste potion."
Soon, Huo Ling'er brought a small bottle of potion, Wang Chao took it, stood up, extended his index finger, took the coiled gold needle down, and shaken with luck. Immediately, he walked straight behind Zhao Guangrong, licked the potion with a needle, and twisted his cervical spine a few times.
Zhao Guangrong didn't move, just watched quietly.
With Wang Chao piercing for more than ten minutes, he only felt itchy throat, coughed suddenly, and a thick sputum was spit out, and he immediately felt refreshed. Say the words: "It is worthy of the first hand of the martial arts, Zhao admires."
"I have won the prize. I recently joined with our Nanyang boxers to create a set of excellent techniques of my Tangmen ~ EbookFREE.me ~ spread like eternal ancestors, I do n’t know if Master Zhao is interested?"
It turns out that the authentic Taizu Changquan from Zhao Guangrong's family has many routines, which are very different from the Taizu Changquan spread in the general society. In addition to many secret hands and footwork, there is a set of Huashan Chen Chuanlao from the Song Dynasty. The qi practice method of the ancestor "Fairy Sleep", combined with massage, can make one fall into deep sleep. Sleeping for an hour, the effect is much better than ordinary people sleeping for seven or eight hours.
At that time, Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin met Huashan Chen Chuan's ancestor, and he got such a "Xianren sleeping" Qi practice method. Every day, he was full of energy, and he spent twice as much time as others in learning to practice boxing. It was only strangers who had martial arts skills with the army, masters of boxing skills, and they discussed and pondered them before they created a set of "Taizu Changquan".
This set of Changquan is a collection of wisdom of many people. It combines the Taoist regimen to maintain health, practise Qi, martial arts, and combat fighting skills. It is a top-notch boxing skill.
What Wang Chao wants to do now is exactly the same as what Zhao Kuangyin did. This is a huge feast in the history of Chinese martial arts. It was also a great event for Tangmen.
Among Zhao Guangrong's Taizu Changquan, there is the "Xianren sleeping" Qi practice method, the "Juling God Eye Method", and the seven-star momentum Yu Bu, which is of great help to Wang Chao.