Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 38 Vajra Monk

Quiet all around.

The leaves swayed.

On the cliff, everyone watched Tang Li practice Tai Chi.

time lapse.

Tang Li stepped and tossed like clouds and flowing water, as if immersed in some kind of mysterious realm.

Suddenly, he stretched out his left hand, stretched out his right arm, and punched the wooden stake.

boom--
The wooden stake exploded with a sound, and it exploded, sending pieces of wood flying in all directions.

"what!?"

The crowd was in an uproar, in disbelief.

These wooden stakes are all specially made, stronger than ordinary wood, and they can explode with one punch. What's the concept?
"call--"

Tang Li retracted his fist and stood up.

look to the front.

【Skill】: Taijiquan (proficient in 201/1000)

Taijiquan finally stopped at the proficiency level of 201.

A mysterious epiphany, in a single jump, increased the proficiency by more than 70 points.

Tang Li felt a little dreamy.

It would be nice to have this kind of epiphany a few more times!

……

"Master Tang's Taijiquan, flowing clouds and flowing water, is an eye-opener!"

Wang Chuanyang stepped out, stroked his hands and said.

"This is the real Tai Chi."

"This is the legendary boxing intention? Lifting weights like light, flowing clouds and flowing water, made me want to learn Tai Chi too."

"This one is not bad."

……

People commented, looked at Tang Li's eyes, became amazed, admired, and felt unbelievable.

"Master Tang's Taijiquan seems to have improved again..."

Lu Ziyan's eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered.

After the opening demonstration, the actual combat discussion officially ushered in.

In actual combat, martial arts enthusiasts voluntarily come to the stage to accept the challenge, or send invitations to the competition to those who are interested in learning, confirming the exchange.

"Zhou Wende of the Eight Diagrams Sect, I respectfully ask for your advice."

A young man took the lead in stepping into the arena and clasped his fists at the crowd.

"Zhang Shi, the successor of Tang boxing in Chuancheng, please advise." Someone challenged.

The two saluted, and immediately opened their fists, and started a fight on the stage.

The eight trigrams versus Tang boxing, the two each displayed what they had learned, and when the fight was exciting, the crowd also cheered.

In the end, Zhou Wende of the Eight Diagrams Sect was superior, knocking the heir of Tangquan to the ground with one palm, and won the victory.

One after another, people came to the stage to compete, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.

During the competition, occasionally someone got angry, and Wang Chuanyang would mediate and resolve it in time.On the whole, it's all about making friends with martial arts, so stop.

Lu Ke also took the stage and won three matches in a row with Bajiquan, which caused quite a stir.

Another match is over.

Immediately, a tall figure stepped out of the crowd and stepped into the field.

He is tall and majestic, with a height of more than 1.9 meters. He is wearing a monk's military uniform, his legs are tied, and he is wearing sandals.On the head, there are six ring scars, the face is upright, not angry and majestic, standing majestically, like a hill.

This is a monk.

"My little monk, Mount Wutai has the round nature, I respectfully ask all my colleagues for advice."

The monk stood upright with one palm and said to everyone.

"This monk, isn't he a Vajra Monk who has been very popular on the Internet recently?"

Looking at the monk, there is humanity.

"What Vajra Monk? Is it famous?"

"Don't you watch Douyin?"

"This vajra monk used to be a soldier. Because his girlfriend who had been in love for many years was killed by a gang of murderers, he was saddened. After the murderers were brought to justice, he retired from the army and went to Mount Wutai to become a monk. He planned to worship the Buddha with green lanterns. , for the rest of my life."

"In the beginning, the abbot of Mount Wutai refused to take him in. He knelt in the temple for three days and three nights. In the end, the abbot had to take him in, shaved him, and gave him the name Yuanxing. At the same time, the abbot of Mount Wutai asked him to return to the world of mortals for training. Only when he can truly let go of the past and the attachments in his heart can he return to the temple again."

"Since then, Yuanxing has been wandering around the world, acting chivalrously, punishing evil and promoting good. He has assisted police officers, cracked many cases, and made many criminals come to justice. On the Internet, he is called the Vajra Monk."

someone explained.

It turned out that there was such a tortuous story about this monk.

People were discussing in low voices, whether they were touched by Yuan Xing's story or had some scruples about his majestic body, for a while, no one appeared on the stage.

"Master Yuanxing, do you have any comrades who want to learn from you? If you are interested, you can also send an invitation. This is a rare meeting for everyone, so we should communicate with each other if we have the opportunity." Seeing that no one appeared for a while, Wang Chuanyang said to Yuanxing.

Yuan Xing looked at the crowd and thought for a while.

"Master Tang, I wonder if this little monk is lucky enough to teach you a thing or two?"

He looked at Tang Li.

"Ok?"

In the crowd, Tang Li was slightly taken aback.

"This vajra monk, the person who wants to learn is actually Master Tang."

"It seems that he is also very confident in his own strength!"

"This competition is wonderful."

There were bursts of discussions among the crowd.

Before, when Tang Li practiced Tai Chi, people could still vividly remember Tang Li punching a wooden stake.

"Ok."

Tang Li stepped out from the crowd and appeared on stage.

"Master Tang, this little monk is taking the liberty."

Yuan Xing clasped his hands together and said to Tang Li.

"Master Yuanxing please advise." Tang Li also saluted and said.

"excuse me."

While drinking, Yuan Xing's body sank and he opened his fists.When he stepped forward, his majestic body was like a hill, and when he bowed and stepped, he turned into a fierce tiger, waiting for an opportunity to pounce.

Immediately, he took a sudden step, clenched his right hand and slammed towards Tang Li.

Fist wind shouts.

Like a tiger roaring.

"Ok?"

Tang Li's eyes were slightly fixed, his eyebrows were raised, and his right palm was stuck out.

The two collided with a bang.

"Crack-crack--"

The joints of the arms of the two men were like whips, and there were bursts of sound.

This monk's roundness has also developed his strength!
"it is good!"

Yuan Xing took another drink, and the five fingers of his right hand turned into hook claws, and turned towards Tang Li.

Just like his name "Vajra Monk", Yuan Xing is now practicing Shaolin Vajra Fist, which also incorporates the fighting and fighting skills he trained in the army. It is not only simple and thick, powerful and powerful, but also contains the meaning of "Zen" , sacrifice one's life and forge ahead, open and close, fierce, fast, steady, solid, and decisive.

Tang Li responded with free hands.

It also combines the meaning of Tai Chi.

In an instant, the two turned around, and there have been more than ten rounds of fighting.

During the collision, there were explosions from time to time, which attracted bursts of exclamation from the crowd.

boom--
Another collision.

The sleeves of the two were fluttering, and there was an uproar.

Tang Li let out a sigh of relief.

This vajra monk is a natural martial arts prodigy with amazing physical fitness. He has also experienced the ups and downs of life. He has seen many joys and sorrows, the various states of the world, and comprehended the principles of Buddhism.

But his brightness is still a bit weak.

……

Tang Li stepped out with his right foot, stepped on his knees, and stretched out his arms, one in front and one in back, like embracing the tail of a bird.Stepping forward in a whirl and abruptly, he drew a circle with his right hand, and in the circle, there seemed to be a series of circular wheels, which revolved densely, and pushed out with a round palm towards the monk.

No more cleverness.

No more twists and turns.

Just a palm.

(End of this chapter)