Chapter 7, Battle Against Chen Aiyang

"Dāshǒu" is merely a term circulated within the realm of national martial arts, known only to those within the circle. In this context of competition, one would not approach you directly to say, "Let us spar." Such behavior would be considered quite impolite and lacking in the virtues of a martial artist

How is this possible? He clearly did not strike, so why did I still fall victim? The hidden energy struck the acupoint from midair; could this person possibly be the reincarnation of Yang Luchan? Chen Aiyang thought to himself

Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound! Chen Aiyang is also a knowledgeable person, and he couldn't help but exclaim. Although their family's "Toad Catching Technique" can also be used for cleansing the marrow and exchanging blood, it is primarily used for health preservation. However, "Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound" is different; this skill has the power to intimidate enemies in combat, as it is fundamentally a sound wave technique

Tangmen Xu Yi

Chen Aiyang quickly turned his body, his mind suddenly entering a state of heightened concentration, his energy rising to his temples. His eyes flashed as he fixed his gaze on Xu Yi's gestures, a form of advanced technique in martial arts, a sight to behold!

At a glance, this is the "Máng Niú Jìn" from Wudang Tai Chi, a technique characterized by its immense power and vigorous strength, capable of breaking stones and splitting rocks.

"Where, where, Master Chen's Tai Chi is also at the peak of perfection, I am not worthy," Xu Yi humbly said

Chen Aiyang performed the initial gesture, with arms slightly outstretched and feet moving slightly.

In fact, Chen Aiyang's injuries are not severe; the force of the hidden energy merely damaged some nerve tissues in his chest, rendering him temporarily immobile. However, as a master of his caliber, and being well-versed in medical skills, he will recover completely with just a bit of rest and care for ten to fifteen days.

However, just as Chen Aiyang thought he had evaded this moment and was about to launch a counterattack, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if pierced by a steel needle. He found himself unable to catch his breath, directly losing his combat effectiveness, with sweat pouring down.

This is the "Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound". As he stepped into the transformation of strength, Xu Yi began to employ this marvelous method to wash his marrow and exchange his blood, so it can be said that every gesture and movement exuded a grand and imposing aura

Marble is incredibly hard. When Xu Yiming reaches the peak of his strength, his muscles and bones surge with a force of a thousand pounds. Upon entering the stage of transformation, his hidden strength is cultivated throughout his entire body, at which point his power approaches approximately one ton. At this moment, he can shatter the marble floor with a sudden release of his hidden strength.

Xu Yi's striking technique was vigorous, with a fierce wind erupting; each blow produced a thunderous sound akin to rolling thunder. The sound of thunder was unleashed at will! Its power surprisingly overshadowed the force of Chen Aiyang's whip.

At this time, the sky has not yet brightened, the morning mist is dim, and there are rarely any signs of people in the community

"Let’s get started!" Xu Yi said. He stepped into the realm of transformation, comprehending the subtle art of breathing. He stood there, seemingly ordinary, yet he embodied a world of his own, exuding an overwhelming presence.

With a step taken, the foot treads upon the Eight Trigrams and the swimming dragon! The body either adheres or moves, either opens or closes, appearing and disappearing in an instant

However, "reaching out" is different; it signifies that individuals are on equal footing, showing respect to the martial artist. It is something that everyone can accept and is relatively easier to approach.

As the two engaged in combat, Chen Aiyang's entire body swayed, his feet firmly planted on the ground, stepping continuously without pause. With both hands raised, he struck with the ferocity of a raging storm. This set of Tai Chi Thirteen Whips was executed swiftly and seamlessly, his arms striking with even greater intensity than a freshly cracked whip

This is a competition that transcends the limits of the body

"The force of the strike is like a painting, and the hidden energy strikes an inch into the air." Xu Yi understood Chen Aiyang's confusion and said. The technique of striking from the air, in ancient times, belonged to the realm of terrestrial immortals.

Tai Chi is practiced with the utmost softness, yet when executed, it is the most formidable in the world. It nurtures strength through softness; the more one practices to achieve softness, the more one can unleash tremendous power.

"Impressive," Xu Yi sighed inwardly. If it were not for his advancement to the transformation stage, he might still not be a match for Chen Aiyang, after all, his foundation was insufficient

Immediately, Xu Yi's palm formed an empty fist, executing the same technique known as "Chong Tian Chui" from Tai Chi. The force of the strike was unstoppable; this blow erupted with the intensity of a cannonball being fired, creating a thunderous explosion. The recoil shook the ground, and the air was filled with a series of booming sounds. The Tai Chi strike surged upwards, directly meeting Chen Aiyang's descending whip hand.

Good! With a sound snorted from his nose, Chen Aiyang suddenly moved, as if he were a giant bullfrog leaping out of the grass, covering a distance of 8 meters in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, he was in front of Xu Yi, delivering a whip-like strike with his hand.

In those years, the master Li Shuwen of the Eight Extremes School practiced his palm techniques, striking down with such force that his hand was still four to five feet above the ground, with dust swirling around him. This demonstrates the incredible speed, power, and explosive force he possessed. Today, Chen Aiyang's whip technique also subtly exhibits such formidable might.

Against such an opponent, Xu Yi no longer held back

Suddenly, it darted away, a distance of five or six meters, and then shot back like a bolt of lightning. Its form was incredibly swift, and its strength was unmatched. With each step that Xu Yi took, the ground would inevitably crack, and stones would roll and explode upwards, as if a heavy road roller had suddenly pressed down on the earth. The shattered stones flew about chaotically, propelled by Xu Yi's powerful kicks, resembling a sandstorm rushing forward. Chen Aiyang could not withstand it and hurriedly retreated. The shattered stones flew about chaotically, propelled by Xu Yi's powerful kicks, resembling a sandstorm rushing forward. Chen Aiyang could not withstand it and hurriedly retreated

Chen Aiyang's arms were still three to four feet above the ground when the fierce wind struck the ground, producing a series of loud cracking sounds, as if forming an invisible whip of wind

This crucial inch, based on Chen Aiyang's perception and calculation, indicates that no matter how Xu Yi exerts force with this punch—whether through the joints or the bending of the fingers—it must remain an inch away from himself, unable to make contact.

Faced with such a fierce whip strike, Xu Yi did not evade; his body expanded and contracted, and with a loud bang, it seemed as if he had taken a hit. It turned out that Xu Yi exerted force through his legs, causing him to actually crack and sink into the hard marble floor.

Chen Tai Chi Chen Aiyang

Upon hearing this, Chen Aiyang's impression of Xu Yi became even more favorable

"Truly impressive, this person must have thoroughly trained their internal strength. Their dark energy has already reached a significant level, but they are merely lacking that one crucial opportunity for enlightenment," Xu Yi thought. In his encounters with Chen Aiyang, he learned many things and made rapid progress.

The rhythm of the battlefield has been completely mastered by Xu Yi. Suddenly, a shot was fired, piercing through like an arrow, with a punch that struck like a gun, directly hitting Chen Aiyang's chest

"I did not expect someone like you to emerge in the martial arts community; I have been defeated, Master Xu." Chen Aiyang stood up with a humble expression, devoid of the anger and embarrassment typically associated with losing a match, clearly indicating his excellent upbringing and character

It turns out to be a friend from the martial arts community. Since you have come to seek my guidance, I shall not stand on ceremony. Chen Aiyang glanced at the young man before him, his expression warm.

Xu Yi said that he was a disciple of Tang Zichen, and thus he can be considered a member of the Tang Sect

In that fleeting moment, Chen Aiyang's body dispersed, contracting his abdomen, arching his spine, and taking a springing step backward. In the blink of an eye, his body shifted a full inch.

In Chen Aiyang's eyes, in that fleeting moment, the opponent's momentum seemed to slow down slightly. He understood that this was not actually the opponent's slowing down, but rather his own concentration and quickened reflexes for that brief instant.

Xu Yi gathered his strength and suddenly flashed forward, covering a distance of eight or nine meters to reach the door. With another burst of speed, he shot over, his hands forming fists, and with the momentum of a swift charge, he collided with Chen Aiyang's whip.