Wang Wanhu said: "Master Wei, I have taught you these two boxing techniques. I'm afraid you still don't understand how to use them. Come, let's push hands." Push hands is a common technique used by fellow Tai Chi practitioners. Although Wei Congshan had doubts and fears, he could not refuse. , said: "My skills are ordinary, please bear with me." Wang Wanhu said with a livid face: "The number one master of Tai Chi North Sect died in your hands, how can you say that my skills are ordinary? Just watch the moves!" He struck him with a "pipa" move. Wei Congshan was startled and hurriedly defended the center with "like a seal". Within a few moves, the entire boxing path was controlled by his opponent. Although the Tai Chi techniques used by the two men are divided into northern and southern styles, the boxing methods are actually similar, but the depth of cultivation is different. After splitting several moves, Wei Congshan's palms seemed to be glued to Wang Wanhu's.

Until this moment, a big stone fell on Zhao An'an's heart. He heard Wang Wanhu ask: "Brother Zhao, do you think Chen Anping died from exhaustion with his cloud hands?" Zhao Anping said hurriedly: "Yes. When I saw Junior Brother Chen's body, it was obvious that his muscles and bones were depleted." Wei Cong The more Shan fought, the more frightened he became, and he said: "I am no match for you, please stop." Wang Wanhu said: "Okay, you can take another move from me." His left hand took his right hand and turned in a big circle, and a very strong spiral force drove his left hand, which was the Tai Chi Cloud Hand. This cloud hand goes on and on, one circle after another, and it is exactly this method that Wei Congshan used to kill Chen Anping that day. Wei Congshan couldn't help but turn pale when he thought of the tragic situation when Chen Anping died, how he kept urging him while he kept pleading, and how he even forced out his last bit of strength.

Seeing his extremely frightened expression, Wang Wanhu softened his heart. He loosened his strength and lost his stickiness. He said warmly: "A man is dedicated to doing things, and when he does evil things, there will be bad consequences. Think about it." He was kind-hearted by nature. Although he knew that Wei Congshan deserved his death, he did not want to see him suffer torture and death like Chen Anping.

He turned around, put his hands behind his back, looked up to the sky and sighed and said: "The reason why a person learns martial arts is that if he cannot defend the country against Japanese invaders and serve the country with loyalty, he should also act chivalrously and help those in need. If he uses martial arts to relieve evil, he might as well be an ordinary farmer farming." These words were actually meant for Min Jiageng to listen to, for fear that he would be misled by his cleverness and go astray in the future. He had never seen such beauty in his life, and he loved her very much. He thought to himself that the matter was over, and he immediately returned to the west. He might not be able to see her again in the future. Therefore, after teaching him superior martial arts, he warned her earnestly and urged him to study hard.

Min Jiageng didn't understand what he meant, so he shouted loudly: "If a person named Wei has done evil things alone, even if no one asks, he might as well commit suicide, so as not to insult the honor of his ancestors." These words were actually his reply to Wang Wanhu.

Wang Wanhu was extremely pleased and turned to look at him with a look of approval. Min Jiageng's eyes were filled with gratitude.

Just when the old man and the young man were cherishing each other and communicating with each other, Wei Congshan saw that Wang Wanhu's back door was wide open and he was completely defenseless. He was less than two feet away from him and thought to himself: "Either you die or I die!" Using his right arm, he used all his strength and hit Wang Wanhu's back with a move called "Advance Moving, Blocking and Punching".

Wei Congshan's fist was the culmination of his lifelong skills. He knew that if this move could not kill the enemy, he would have no chance of survival. The punch really moved like wind, with lightning speed, like a blow from a big hammer.

At this flash of lightning, Wang Wanhu slightly arched his body, which was the first half of the "White Crane Spreads Wings" move. The power of Wei Congshan's punch suddenly failed. Wang Wanhu half-twisted his waist and used the first half of the "Grab the Sparrow's Tail" move. He turned around and slowly pushed out with both palms, using Tai Chi's strength. He neutralized the enemy with half a move, and immediately counterattacked with the second half move. With only two and a half moves, Wei Congshan's whole body was covered by his palm power. Tai Chi is a very common boxing technique, and almost everyone in martial arts knows it. The spectators in the hall were all familiar with the moves of the two men. They were all impressed when they saw that Wang Wanhu only used half a move to defend and attack, and he could do whatever he wanted. It was indeed a master's method and extraordinary. At this time, Wei Congshan gritted his teeth and tried his best to fight against Wang Wanhu. When he took the first move, he felt that the opponent's strength was not very strong. He immediately increased his strength. As his strength increased, he immediately felt that the strength of the opponent's counterattack also increased accordingly. In shock, he hurriedly relaxed his strength. The opponent's counterattack was actually loosened, but he could not break away from his pulling power.

Min Jiageng silently thought about the chaos ring technique and yin and yang technique that Wang Wanhu just taught him, and watched the two men's moves attentively, confirming the essence of the boxing technique Wang Wanhu said. But I saw that Wei Congshan's fists and palms were strong, but as long as Wang Wanhu moved the area, the direction of the palms suddenly changed. This is exactly the application of the Chaoshuan Jue called "trap the enemy deep into the Chaoshuan, four ounces can move a thousand pounds". He looked at it for a while and said with a smile: "Wei, you have been deeply involved in Director Wang's chaos. I see you will return to your post today."

Wei Congshan was concentrating on dealing with the enemy's moves and did not hear any of Min Jiageng's words. After a few more moves, Min Jiageng saw a flaw in Wei Congshan's boxing moves and shouted: "Director Wang, his left rib is empty, why don't you hit him?" Wang Wanhu said with a smile, "Exactly!" The punch followed, attacking his left rib. Wei Congshan evaded in a hurry. Min Jiageng said again: "Hit his right shoulder." Wang Wanhu agreed: "Okay!" and struck his right shoulder with his palm.

Wei Congshan lowered his shoulders and put his palms aside. Wang Wanhu asked with a smile: "How to use the next move?" Min Jiageng said: "Kick him in the waist." In the area of ​​Wang Wanhu's left palm, Wei Congshan used his strength to steady himself, and Wang Wanhu kicked him in the waist. Min Jiageng called out several times, and each move was explained clearly and clearly. Moreover, he had already mentioned one or two moves in advance, so he was able to predict the enemy's attack first. Wang Wanhu praised: "Little brother, what you said makes sense." Min Jiageng suddenly shouted: "Pat his vest."

At this time, Wang Wanhu was facing Wei Congshan, and he was startled: "This move is wrong. I am facing the enemy head-on, how can I attack his vest?" But after a slight hesitation, he immediately realized: "This kid has given me a difficult problem to solve." With his body half-tilted and his right palm drawn outward, Wei Congshan also leaned forward to respond to the move. Wang Wanhu moved his left palm to the right, Wei Congshan's body tilted a little more, and the vest was sold to others. Wang Wanhu waved his palm lightly and hit him on the back. As long as the palm moved a little faster and was a little stronger, Wei Congshan would have been killed if he changed it from a slap to a strike. He was horrified and turned around hastily, with a pale expression on his face.

Wang Wanhu turned around and asked with a smile: "Is that right?" Min Jiageng raised his thumb and praised: "Great! Thank you, Director Wang, for teaching me." He bowed to express his thanks. In fact, he was not asking Wang Wanhu a problem, but asking his master for boxing skills.

Wei Congshan escaped from death, but he was a famous disciple after all. Although he was still in shock, he saw an opportunity to take advantage of. He saw Wang Wanhu turning around to talk to Min Jiageng, his lower body was empty, and he thought: "I will attack with two quick moves, and I will be able to escape." He kicked Wang Wanhu fiercely with his flying legs. When he saw him retreat sideways, he shouted and hit the enemy's left shoulder with a "Pipa" move. These two moves came out in succession, like a violent storm, with no intention of hurting the enemy. He only asked Wang Wanhu to take one more step back, and he could escape through the door. He relied on his youth and strength, long legs and fast feet. Wang Wanhu was fat, and although his boxing skills were high, he could never beat himself when it came to running away.

When Wang Wanhu saw him raising his legs, he already guessed his intention. When he hit him with the "Waving the Pipa" move, he did not retreat, but took a step forward and also used the "Waving the Pipa" move. This move uses force to hit force, and the moves are the same but against the trend. It is originally a taboo in Tai Chi. It is completely opposite to the boxing principle he just said that "double does not work". Even if a master encounters a weak opponent, he must be defeated. Half of the spectators chuckled slightly. Wei Congshan reached out with his palm and grabbed Wang Wanhu's wrist. He lifted his huge body up and threw him out.

Zhao An'an and Chen Mengmei shouted in unison: "Not good!" Min Jiageng smiled and shouted: "Wonderful!"

Wang Wanhu was in mid-air, sighing secretly in his heart: "No wonder North Taiji is declining in its prosperity. Zhao An'an is in vain to be the leader of a sect, but he is not as good as a child, and he can't see the wonderful effect of my move." Then there was a burst of joy: "This child has understood what I taught you. The essence of boxing can be adapted immediately. It is really rare to be born as a martial arts master!" He spent so much effort to teach Min Jiageng martial arts. He was very happy when he saw that Min Jiageng understood the essentials of martial arts immediately.

Wei Congshan caught the enemy, and was surprised and happy. This success was far beyond his expectation. He threw it out with all his strength, and even if he could not hurt the enemy, he was still able to get out of Wenjiabao. Unexpectedly, when he raised his arm and swung, Wang Wanhu's palm turned over and grabbed his wrist instead. He was not thrown out by this swing.

Wei Congshan was shocked and struck upward with his left palm. Wang Wanhu looked down and pressed down with his right palm. With a snap, the two palms met, as if they were stuck together with extremely sticky glue. Wei Congshan stretched his left palm forward, and Wang Wanhu's right palm retracted. Wei Congshan snatched it away, and he followed up. His fat body was still off the ground, and he was doing Wei Congshan's move in mid-air.

According to common sense, if one person lifts up the opponent, he is already in a losing position. However, Wang Wanhu knew that the opponent's skills were too far behind his own, so he made a dangerous move. He wanted to teach Min Jiageng the most profound principles of leveraging boxing that he had learned in his life. He lifted his feet off the ground and raised his body. Ling Kong's inability to move freely has reached the extreme. All the strength of all moves must be adapted to the opponent. To be free from involuntariness can be said to be the highest state of martial arts, and what Min Jiageng doesn't understand is also here.

He grabbed Wei Congshan's right wrist with his left hand, and his right palm was stuck with his left hand. No matter how wildly Wei Congshan threw him, he could not get one of his feet to the ground. Wang Wanhu's body weighing 180 kilograms pressed against his opponent's arms. At first, Wei Congshan didn't feel anything. As time went by, the pressure on his arms became heavier and heavier, as if he was lifting a boulder weighing more than 200 kilograms to practice martial arts. If it were really a very heavy boulder, that would be fine, but Wang Wanhu was in the air, and his feet kept looking for space to get in the way, kicking him on the head, face and eyes.

Wei Congshan continued to hold on for a moment, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he suddenly took a lunge to the side of the pillar, waving his hands to use his strength, hoping to knock the enemy's body against the pillar. Wang Wanhu's right foot came out early and propped it up on the pillar. Previously, his body was in mid-air, and the only thing pressing on Wei Congshan's shoulders was his own weight, and it was absolutely impossible to add the force of one tael or one dollar. Now he propped up the pillar, and a strong force came down like a mountain of tai. Wei Congshan's arms rattled, as if they were about to break, and he secretly shouted: "This is not good!" He jumped away hastily.