Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 260, Inheritor of Traditional Martial Arts
On the fine and delicate lawn, two men stood facing each other, holding each other's fists.

"Please!"

"Please!"

After finishing speaking, Fo Neng He Bai stretched out his slender and perfect palm, swung it forward towards Zhang Baoren, and slashed towards Zhang Baoren like a big knife.

It was a simple move, but in Zhang Baoren's eyes, that white jade-like hand seemed to have turned into a wing.

He seemed to have seen the golden-winged roc spreading its wings to fight against the black dragon in the wilderness. The golden wings were like heavenly knives, splitting the space.

Since the cultivation of outer martial arts has become more and more profound, Zhang Baoren has also learned a lot about this aspect.

At this time, it can be seen from the moment he makes a move that Fo Neng He Bai is practicing an outer sect of Buddhism, called "Bodhi True Body".

When the outer sect martial arts was hot back then, all major groups had plans, and the Buddhist sect was no exception. From the only information available so far, it can be learned that one of the outer sect martial arts research directions that was relatively hot at that time was aimed at. The biomimetic kinematics known as 'Xingyi'.

Then it used some not-so-bright means to acquire many Xingyi research institutes, and then completed the integration and sublimation of technical data through its own strong strength and scientific research capabilities.

In the end, he created this powerful martial art that can imitate 72 different legendary creatures, stimulate the growth of the body, and make the body reach a state beyond the limit, just like Bodhi.

Facing the extremely fierce Jinpeng spreading its wings, Zhang Baoren's originally careless spirit became more serious in an instant, stepped back half a step with his feet, and gently rubbed his hands forward.

The seemingly simple move is the result of the perfect coordination of the muscles and bones of the whole body, like a delicate machine in motion, operating with an unimaginable harshness and beauty.

With his kneading hands gently pushing forward, the strength seemed to turn into a rigid and flexible Taiji diagram, engulfing the golden-winged roc in it.

There was a light touch between the palm and the hand knife, and then they were separated at the touch, and the two stepped back and looked at each other.

"The Daomen Zhenwu Group's 'Zhenwu Kaitianjin'!"

"The 'Bodhi True Body' of Buddhism!"

It was a little awkward for the two of them to coincide with each other after speaking.

Zhang Baoren coughed twice, "cough cough...then what, what you said before is indeed true, the martial arts of today's outer sect are indeed different from the martial arts of the old era."

Fo Neng Hebai waved his hand, "What you said at that time actually made some sense. Although the techniques are different, some martial arts concepts of the old era are also reflected in the current martial arts. Our martial arts all have 'Kalari' Payat' trace."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhang Baoren hurriedly said, "You are right. Although we are a Buddhist and Taoist group inheriting martial arts, we are still the inheritors of ancient Indian traditional culture and ancient martial arts."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Fo Neng He Bai commented on Zhang Baoren: "The Tai Chi move you just performed combines rigidity and softness, and the strength is continuous. It really feels like the Olympic champion last time. You can practice martial arts to this extent on your own. It’s really good to raise the level.”

Zhang Baoren shook his head and said: "Compared with your 'golden-winged roc', it's still a lot worse. I think your every move has the spirit of a Bodhisattva."

Both of them were complimenting each other, but they couldn't help but gradually became dignified as they spoke, as if they were beasts ready to attack at any time, staring at each other, and unconsciously became serious.

Just now it was just helping hands, and some small episodes were mixed in, and now is the real beginning.

Fo Neng He Bai stepped forward, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, he came to Zhang Baoren in one step, and then stretched out his hand to grab him.

Zhang Baoren's pupils reflected an indomitable Titan giant ape, roaring up to the sky, catching the stars and the moon, covering all changes with his big hands.

snort!
The Daoist is running, the will defeats the fantasy, a little bit of the feet, every step of the way, the special strength is distributed under the feet in a shape like a lotus flower, allowing people to travel in all directions without delay.

In a flash, Zhang Baoren dexterously came to Fo Neng He Bai's side, and with a palm, the invisible knife circled tightly around the palm knife, using the palm as a knife, and pulled towards his waist.

Most of the saber techniques are splitting and chopping, but Zhang Baoren's favorite is 'pull'.

Although this method loses the original domineering spirit, it has an extra level of delicacy and flexibility.

At this time, using it here just cuts through the flaws of Fo Neng He's hundred moves, and it penetrates into space without thickness, but it couldn't be more subtle.

But seeing Fo Neng He Bai's waist seemed to have no bones, twisting and deflecting, avoiding the perfect knife with an impossible movement.

At the same time, his other arm bit towards Zhang Baoren's wrist like a giant python.

Zhang Baoren tried his best to change the moves in his hands, but he was entangled with him, getting tighter and tighter, until his other big hand, which seemed to be able to pick up the stars and the moon, came down and stopped in front of his eyes, completely locking the vitality of his whole body die.

The so-called martial arts fighting is actually like this, and it is the same in a moment, and the same is true for fighting.

Looking at the big hand in front of him, Zhang Baoren couldn't help but sigh, "What a handsome skill, you still won."

"But you didn't lose."

Fo Neng He Bai looked at Zhang Baoren's finger on his shoulder that he quietly tapped at some point.

Immediately, the two of them laughed and parted ways.

"Your way is really a bit... ferocious like a wild beast, as if ready to fight life and death at any time, it is different from the ones I have met, which is a bit interesting."

Fo Neng He Bai nodded and smiled, "Let's come again."

"it is good!"

With a drink, the two agile and violent figures rushed together again.

Between the mountains and rivers, the perfect moves deduced by super calculations are connected and changed like the horns of antelopes. They are powerful in all directions, either going forward, or brutal and domineering, or entangled and tactful, all wantonly expressing the heart.

No matter win or lose, no matter how high or low.

Just like this, you come and go, and I don't know how long it has passed, and the originally flat lawn has been potholed and dilapidated.

Once again, Fo Neng He Bai wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, looked at Zhang Baoren who was panting even more unbearably, and said, "You are really good, I just wanted to have fun.

"But I didn't expect you to give me a lot of surprises, whether it is the use of martial arts or the wild style that is different from what I have seen before.

"I haven't had such fun in a long time."

"I've never had such a good time."

Zhang Baoran also echoed, "Before, I just practiced on my own, and I didn't think there was any difference in practicing with others in Daluotian. The various venues and opponents in Daluotian make people feel that they have experienced everything.

"Until I tried it in reality this time, I discovered that the flow of blood, the breathing of the lungs, the excitement secreted by hormones, especially the touch of the nerves at the moment of life and death, this is real, and no matter how high the virtual reality is, it is better than that." No way."

(End of this chapter)