Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

"Thai boxing is the grandson of Zhuang boxing. The unique skills and mind skills that should be called, Zhuang boxing has been taught a long time ago. Now the two boxing methods are about the same in lethality. The main reason is that Guo Daxia is too good at fighting."

After Guo Ming saw that Kaochai was carried away, he still stood where he was, clasped his fists, and said, "Jiang Daochang, let us do the martial arts competition between your master and my uncle."

"Mangshan Guo Family, Guo Ming of Strong Fist, please enlighten me."

"Tianyuan Daoist Temple, Taijiquan Jiang Yun, please!"

Jiang Yun clasped his fists in return, and he made a Tai Chi starting gesture.

Guo Ming never likes to talk nonsense, he shouted violently, without saying a word, kicked his foot, smashed a bluestone slab, and rushed over.

He is a martial arts idiot. He liked to compete in martial arts since he was a child, he liked to beat people, and he also liked to be beaten.

If it wasn't for this reason, Uncle Guo wouldn't have sent him to Tianyuan Taoist Temple to suffer... Oh, no, it was a martial arts competition.

Jiang Yun also wanted to test the limits of his physical body, he took a step forward, raised his hand and punched out.

The two fists clashed together, making a crisp sound.

They took several steps back at the same time, looking at each other in surprise.

"Jiang Daochang, I didn't expect your strength to be inferior to mine."

"Both each other, you're not bad either!" Jiang Yun exclaimed, rubbing his wrist.

In a very short period of time, the two broke out dozens of moves to attack.

Guo Ming was born in a family of martial arts. He has practiced Nanquan and Beiqi since he was a child, and he also has a little understanding of various martial arts.

So when making moves, scratching and chopping, hammering and pecking, all kinds of moves, like flowing clouds and flowing water, directly attack Jiang Yun's dead point.

Relying on Jiang Yun's internal body protection and top-level understanding of Taijiquan, he can deal with Guo Ming's attack without any effort.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, applauded and shouted wonderful.

This is the martial arts scene that should be played in the gymnasium. What was the fight in the previous three fights?

Daoist Chen Yunlong said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, these two are unborn geniuses, and there is no one else who can get together today."

"This should be the peak battle between Huaxia's physical training and law training. Even if you and I play, it may not be possible to take advantage of them."

Daoist Zhang Zhishun stroked his gray beard, stared at the field, and muttered to himself: "It's terrible, it's terrible, if this fight continues, one will die and one will be seriously injured!"

Daoist Chen Yunlong was stunned, and he said in amazement: "Mr. Zhang, didn't you say that as long as people don't die, they are minor injuries in your eyes?"

"That's for ordinary people, who of those two guys is an ordinary person?" Old Taoist Zhang said very annoyed.

Every time at this time, he would feel that he was not a god, but just an ordinary mortal.

The water friends in the live broadcast room have opened their eyes today.

"That hero Guo is so fierce, it's amazing that he can fight the Taoist priest for so long!"

"I can only give them 94 points for this match, because I parked the car in the emergency lane to watch the live broadcast, and was deducted 6 points by the traffic police [eat melon]."

"Suddenly I feel their hurt, and I seem to be unable to bear it."

"Brother, be confident, you will definitely not be able to carry it."

"The two of them are not good at boxing, but my dad's boxing is unparalleled in the world. If you want to ask me what kind of boxing, it is naturally drinking and punching [狗头保护生]."

"If there is a chance, let the two of them punch me casually, and I feel that I will be able to live comfortably for the rest of my life."

Guo Ming hit more and more crazy, he finally seized the opportunity, raised his elbow, and aimed at Jiang Yun's chest, which was a Gongda Ding.

Jiang Yun's inner strength was full of his legs, and he touched the ground with his toes, and he floated back more than two meters before barely avoiding the Zhuang Quan's ultimate move - Gongda Ding.

Even if it is a tiger, if it is bullied just now, the life of the tiger will definitely be lost.

Taking advantage of the gap between Guo Ming's turning and changing moves, Jiang Yun landed on both feet, full of internal energy, and with a shake of his shoulders, he slammed directly into Guo Ming's arms.

Click!

Everyone heard a crisp sound, and then they saw Guo Ming flying upside down four or five steps, with a stream of black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yun cupped his fists and said with some shame, "Brother Guo, I've accepted."

"Jiang Daochang is polite. This time I am convinced that I lost. After the injury recovers, let's continue the competition next time."

"When I came, my uncle kept telling me to be careful. I didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that I was careless. Even if there is only one person left in Tianyuan Taoist Temple, it should not be underestimated!" Guo Ming sighed.

Daoist Zhang Zhishun led the crowd to Guo Ming's side. After he checked, the two white eyebrows gradually twisted together.

"Yunlong, the kid from the Guo family has two broken ribs, and his internal organs have been injured by the shock. Judging from my experience, he will have to recuperate for at least half a year."

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other. You two elders are good friends who love and kill each other, and you two are also very close."

"Come on, Guo family boy, you can't go back, you can stay in Tianyuan Dao Hall to recuperate during this time." Old Taoist Zhang said.

Just as Guo Ming wanted to refute, he moved a bit, pulling the internal injury on his chest, grinning in pain and gasping for air.

He was carried into the Taoist temple, forced his upper body up, and asked: "Jiang Daochang, to be honest, I am actually a fan of your swordsmanship, can you let me see with my own eyes how strong your swordsmanship is? "

"Naturally."

Jiang Yun fetched the eight-treasure long sword, drew it and looked around, the people around all backed away a lot.

He had no choice but to cast his gaze on Daoist Chen Yunlong. After all, he was the head of the Wudang School, and he was also a master of swordsmanship who could use sword energy.

"You boy, the tip of the sword must not point at people, hasn't your master taught you?"

"Find a prop you can get your hands on, and show off your swordsmanship. Don't take the old man's idea. I will help you suppress the situation today. Do you have the nerve to kill me?" Daoist Chen Yunlong said angrily.

Jiang Yun was very helpless, his eyes looked around in front of the Taoist temple, and finally locked on a very familiar prop.

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Chapter 71

In Tianyuan Taoist Temple, there is nothing more suitable for displaying swordsmanship than stone pillars, even if it is half a stone pillar, it is the most suitable.

Jiang Yun found the pillar that he had put away. He erected half of the stone pillar in the center of the square, then stood three meters away, and drew out the eight-treasure long sword.

Keng!

Swinging the sword across the air, the sword energy extended a full foot long, the pillar was evenly split in half, and the incision was very smooth.

The onlookers were startled and shouted that this was unscientific.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang muttered to himself: "It seems that in the hands of Daoist Jiang from now on, unopened long swords will also be counted as controlled knives!"

His apprentice asked back: "Master, I feel that Daoist Jiang, let alone a long sword, can split a stone pillar in half with a piece of dogtail grass. We should put him under control."

"No way, now is a society ruled by law, and people haven't violated the law. What do you use to restrict people's personal freedom?"

"What's more, Daoist Jiang is still a model citizen and an excellent partner of our police station. We must trust our comrades." Police officer Jiang Dajiang said earnestly to the young apprentice.

The water friends in the Jiangyun live broadcast room saw the surprised expressions of the audience, and they suddenly got up in the barrage area Versailles.

"As far as the Taoist priest has said these two times, I have long since disliked watching it."

"Cultivating immortals depends on the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun, our anchor is still too tender."

"Splitting stone pillars all day long, if I were a stone pillar, I would have left home long ago."

"Pillar: Daoist, please turn on the microphone to communicate."

After Jiang Yun finished cutting half of the pillars, he solemnly put away the two quarter pillars.

This is a family heirloom of the Taoist temple. Although I don't know what else to do, it will definitely be of great use in the future, so don't lose it!

After the contest ended, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed, and the reporters who had been waiting for a long time surrounded them.

Dozens of microphones directly hit Jiang Yun's face.

"Jiang Daochang, please evaluate the strength of boxing champion An Zaixing."

"Master Dao, I am a reporter from a certain newspaper and entertainment. I would like to conduct an interview with you alone. May I ask you?"

"Zhang Daochang, after this kick-off, I'm curious how you would evaluate traditional kung fu."

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Facing the camera and the microphone, Jiang Yun expressed his victory speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, I understand that I understand that you all have your own questions, but I don't have so much time to answer them one by one."

"I will answer one of the most important questions, whether traditional Kung Fu can be played or not."

"This traditional kung fu includes a wide range of aspects, such as light work, acupuncture, boxing, sword, knife, spear, etc., should be included in traditional kung fu."

"Taking boxing alone as an example, Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, Wu has Baji to shake the world, and practicing Tai Chi in a poor way, the purpose is to strengthen the body."

"Compared to Bajiquan, my combat power is really nothing, so please help me promote it."

"In the future, if someone thinks that traditional kung fu cannot be practiced, then I trouble them to find a martial arts gym where Bajiquan masters play. If they can't find it, they can go to the Guo family in Mangshan. Anyway, don't come to me."

"The poor Taoist has no strength to restrain a chicken, and is very weak. He is still learning Taijiquan. You must not treat me as a soft persimmon. Even if you beat me, it will be disgraceful."

After the reporters who were interviewing heard Jiang Yun say that he was powerless, they all fell into silence.

After a long time, someone began to discuss in a low voice.

"What did Jiang Daochang just say? He actually said that he has no strength to restrain a chicken, and he is so weak?"

"Peking University is okay, Sa Beining, regretting to create Ali Jackma, and the weak wind Xiaodaochang, this is definitely the top Versailles in the world!"

"Who can tell me why these successful people don't speak a little more arrogantly?"

"This is not arrogant, can you find me a more arrogant way of speaking?"

"Listen, is what he said human?"

Zhao Bingbing squeezed out from the crowd. She raised her toes, held up the microphone, and asked, "Jiang Daochang, looking at Guo Daxia lying in your Taoist temple, do you have the nerve to say that you have no strength to restrain a chicken?"

Jiang Yun blinked, and said solemnly: "Reporter Zhao, I don't think you know something. This traditional kung fu not only talks about martial ethics, but also about human relationships."

"Pindao was lucky enough to beat Guo Daxia with one move and a half. It was really because he let me, not that I could beat him."

"Okay, it's time for the Taoist temple's lunch break soon, I have to go back to take a nap, you should leave."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Xiaobai, led Hou Er, turned around and walked into Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and closed the gate.

The vast majority of reporters shook their heads, turned and left helplessly.

Zhao Bingbing took the photographer from Hunan TV station, looked left and right near the Taoist temple, and finally found the village head Jiang.

"Village chief, we want to enter the Taoist temple and conduct an exclusive interview with Daoist Jiang. I wonder if you can help me with this."

"Tianyuan Taoist Temple is not Jiangjia Village, I am really powerless, old man."

"Uncle the village chief, our leader in Taili likes Jiangjia Village very much. He said he wants to donate 50 yuan to Jiangjia Village out of his own pocket to improve the living conditions of the villagers."

"Reporter Zhao, what did you just say? If you want to enter Tianyuan Taoist Temple, we are all friends. If you want to enter, just go in. If you want to go, I will take you in." Village Chief Jiang immediately said cheerfully.

The backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

In Jiang Yun's house, Guo Daxia was lying upright on the bed shirtless, his upper body full of silver needles.

Master Zhang Zhishun lay down on the table and wrote out a prescription.

He handed the prescription to Taoist Chen Yunlong, and told him: "Guo's two broken ribs are not a problem, what is more troublesome now is his internal injury."

"Look at the prescription I gave you, the Wudang faction should have all the medicinal ingredients on it, right?"

"Mr. Zhang, other medicinal materials are easy to talk about, but the ten-year-old wild ginseng is a bit difficult to obtain. A piece of that thing costs [-] to [-] yuan. The Wudang faction really can't afford it!"

Jiang Yun originally wanted to go to the kitchen to eat on the hour. He passed by outside the house and just heard the conversation between the two, so he came in and said, "Mr. Do you know, okay?"

Daoist Chen Yunlong was shocked, and he blurted out: "The Patriarch of Sanqing is here, Junior Brother Jiang, you are the only one in Tianyuan Taoist Temple, why do you buy such expensive ginseng?"

Zhang Zhishun was overjoyed, he nodded with a smile and said, "Of course, you can take out the ginseng and let me have a look."

Jiang Yun entered the house, searched through boxes and cabinets, and finally found the wild ginseng given by Hou Er in a wooden box.

He explained: "This wild ginseng is a gift from my apprentice Jiang Houer. I didn't want to sell it or eat it, so I put it in a wooden box and threw it into the cabinet."

Daoist Chen Yunlong and Daoist Zhang Zhishun froze in place, a row of question marks floated above their heads.

It's fine for the monkey to be a teacher, why did he bring such an expensive ceremony, why does it sound a bit unreal?

"Junior brother Jiang, do you have any brothers or sisters, apprentice monkey? I suddenly want to accept some golden monkeys as apprentices."