C228 Middle Earth Martial Arts
C228 Middle Earth Martial Arts
Asking an inner strength expert what was inner strength was equivalent to asking a math teacher what was algebra.
The other party's eyes could not be more ordinary, but it was a world they had never come into contact with before.
"Inner strength!" However, Master Hong was in a good mood, with a benevolent smile on his face, he lightly stroked his beard and said slowly, "The inner strength is simply speaking, it is the inner strength from martial arts novels. When Martial Cultivator practices the Internal Fist Art, she will produce a force that is inaudible at first, but later on, it will become even stronger. I have practiced the Seven Injury Fists for sixty years, and have reached the Peak of Inner Strength Stage.
"That powerful?" Then aren't you a superhuman! " Lee Miaoying asked in shock, but very quickly, she thought of another problem, "If you say that you have cultivated your inner strength for sixty years, then your age is so old!"
"Hoho, I entered the Kongtong Sect at the age of twelve, and I became a disciple for eighteen years. Only then was I selected by my master as a disciple. To cultivate the Internal Martial Arts with the Seven Injuries Fist at the age of thirty, up until now, is already ninety years old! " Master Hong said clearly.
"Ninety years old?" Everyone felt their chins go sour. There were too many stupefying things happening today. They felt as if their chins were about to fall off.
Ninety years old was not scary, and old man Gao Shou was not surprised that the condition of his Middle Earth World had improved. However, the nineties in his memory were all trembling, unable to take care of themselves. Unlike this one, he had a steady pace and a long hair. He was able to fly across the surface of the sea with a single leap.
The others were only amazed at the miracle of the Mountain Splitter, but Lee Miaoying had noticed the secret of how to extend one's lifespan. Perhaps this was the difference between men and women.
He didn't expect that Master Hong's next sentence would cause everyone to be shocked, "In the Martial Arts Realm, ninety years is nothing at all!"
"90 years isn't much. Don't tell me there's still 100 years old?" Shen Ronghua laughed, "A hundred year old guy, I don't think he can even walk!"
However, when he looked at Lee Miaoying, his gaze softened. He pointed at Xuanyuan Hao who was on the small boat and said somewhat helplessly, "When I was young and trained in martial arts, Xuanyuan Hao was already an illustrious big shot on the beach. The Golden Rongyue Zhulin, who was of the same generation as him, was long submerged in history, but he was still looking down at the world disdainfully, and returned to China to challenge the heroes of the world!"
"What!"
This time, even Shen Ronghua could not laugh about it, what era was Golden Rongyue Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiao Lin from, they all died of old age 60 to 70 years ago.
If Xuanyuan Hao was of the same generation as them, he would probably be no less than one hundred and fifty years old.
However, the old man on the boat looked like he was in his early twenties.
"Little girl, I can see that you are quite talented and have the mind to practice martial arts. Although you can't claim to be the overlord of the world, it is still very easy for you to extend your lifespan by dozens of years!" The Master Hong laughed.
Lee Miaoying was a little nervous and didn't know how to answer.
To be honest, she had no idea what she was doing practicing the Seven Injury Fists, so she only thought of the temptation of extending her lifespan.
However, she had hurt herself before even injuring her enemies, which made her incomparably fearful.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a loud shout from afar, "Old friend Xuanyuan, how have you been!"
Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see a white-robed old man treading on the waves as he advanced. Every step he took was like a lotus flower, and every step he took on the sea caused a massive primal chaos diagram to rise up.
When he said the first word, he was still miles away. When he said the last word, he had already landed on the small boat.
Seeing the approaching person, Xuanyuan Hao couldn't help but reveal a smile, "Liu Songxi, the last time we parted, I didn't want to see you again, you and I are already old!"
"This is …" Loong Beiling revealed a face of doubt when he saw the old man.
In the end, the Master Hong still recognized him, "Taiji Faction, Liu Songxi!"
"Taiji?"
Everyone was already used to all kinds of surprises, but at this moment, they were somewhat stupefied. In their eyes, the so-called Tai Chi was nothing more than a technique performed by the old geezer and the old granny in the park under the accompaniment of "the most beautiful folk song".
The so-called Taiji Fist, was nothing more than four unique skills; Taiji Fist, Taiji Sword, Taiji Fist, and Taiji balls.
However, the Tai Chi in their memories, was definitely not the Tai Chi Grandmaster Liu Songxi's cultivation.
"Ten years ago, this Liu Songxi was still on par with Xuanyuan Hao. The two fought for a whole night and was unable to determine the victor!" Master Hong thought back to the extraordinary years that he had experienced, and his eyes were filled with yearning.
"So powerful!" Lee Miaoying could not help but exclaim in admiration. If she was still unable to win against such a mystical Taiji technique, then how powerful must Xuanyuan Hao be?
Most importantly, this Tai Ji Liu Songxi looked to be much younger than the Master Hong, so it was likely that it was also the use of his inner strength cultivation technique.
"Ten years ago, I was still able to fight with you for an entire night. I never thought that meeting again would already be like difference between clouds and mud!" Liu Songxi laughed helplessly. Before he came, he still wanted to use his aged body to defend against external enemies. He did not expect that after just meeting him, he already did not dare to fight.
With the imposing manner that Xuanyuan Hao displayed, he was definitely not able to contend against it.
"Looking at your attitude, you must have already stepped into the Transformation Stage!" Liu Songxi asked even though he knew the answer.
"Hehe, ten years ago, I regretfully lost. I had already gained some epiphany, and after returning, I stepped into the Transformation Stage!" Xuanyuan Hao laughed.
"Ten years ago, that was impossible. Why did you wait until now?" Liu Songxi asked again, if he, himself, increased his strength, he would definitely come back immediately to seek revenge.
"Those below the God Realm are all ants. If I can't enter the God Realm, then what's the use of coming to the Middle Earth!" Xuanyuan Hao said calmly.
"Sigh!" "It seems like you are already far ahead of me. Since you have returned to the Middle Earth, don't tell me …" Liu Songxi's eyes flashed with surprise, "You entered the God Realm?"
"Hehe, not yet, just half a step away!" Xuanyuan Hao laughed.
Just then, the fishing rod in Xuanyuan Hao's hand suddenly moved, the Hong Sect leader immediately became excited, he waved his hand, and the weak fishing rod seemed to have the power of a thousand kilograms, directly pulling out a large fish that was two meters long.
The big fish was thrown into the air and kept twisting its body. However, when it landed once more, it was already dismembered inch by inch, leaving behind a large patch of crimson red on the surface of the sea.
Even Liu Songxi was shocked. His aged face could not help but tremble as he muttered to himself, "This move of Brother Xuanyuan's is comparable to that of the old monk Wei Shui, Jiang Dagong!"
"Haha, I'm fishing, but I'm also willing to take the bait!" While speaking, Xuanyuan Hao looked into the distance, and a look of joy flashed past his eyes, "He's here!"
"Him? Huadong Master Lu? " Liu Songxi could not help but look into the distance. As for this newly risen up Martial Arts Sect Master, many people had never met him before, so they were naturally very curious.