Chapter 197

All around the front hall of the Wei family are empty courtyards.

In the open space of the courtyard, the elders and juniors of the guwu family are all exchanging views.

Although the advent of the ball of evolution has weakened the status of guwu, there are still another group of older and younger people who love guwu deeply and study the mystery of guwu.

Chen Mo saw two old people, dressed in cloth clothes, pushing Tai Chi under the willows. On the surface, the two old people's movements were very slow, like entertainment. In fact, if you look carefully, you can find that the leaves at the feet of the two old people were moving in the direction of Tai Chi, and the fine dust around them was also spinning with the rotation of Tai Chi!!

Chen Mo data has been scanned, I drop a big darling, no, the strength of these two old people are Hou level high-level!!

Both of them are respected elders of guwu. Many young people around are watching and learning.

Young master Wei whispered: "the one on the left, wearing a blue cloth shirt, is the descendant of Chinese Yang's Taiji. His ancestor is the famous Yang luchan!"

When it comes to Yang luchan, no one in the Chinese martial arts circle knows that he is as famous as Chen Zhen, but Chen Mo has never heard of him and can only pretend to know.

Childe Wei continued: "the elder in the light yellow cloth shirt on the right is Wu Yuxiang, the descendant of Wu style Taiji, who is known as the strongest Taiji in actual combat!"

Taijiquan is broad and profound. It is the epitome of Chinese martial arts. It contains the concepts of Taiji, yin and Yang, five elements and so on. It has evolved into dozens of schools. However, when it comes to Taijiquan now, the first thing you think of is to cultivate and exercise your body, not a very powerful martial arts.

Looking around, there are hundreds of people in the whole courtyard, and there are people everywhere. It's very lively. Chen Mo feels like he has come to the martial arts conference in Jin Yong's martial arts novels.

"Good! Good fight! " From the fountain in the center of the courtyard in the distance, there were cheers. More than ten people gathered there, watching the two young men's swordsmanship competition.

One of them, Chen Mo, is Zhang Shengmo.

The sword in Zhang Shengmo's hand is like a writing brush. The dragon is flying and the wind is dancing. The brush is sweeping the whole army. It's so powerful that another swordsman can't breathe.

Another swordsman, wearing an old-fashioned gown and holding a sword, has a certain charm of an ancient swordsman. He is not as lively as Zhang Shengmo. Instead, he means to break up the whole into parts and break Zhang Shengmo's sword moves.

The young master Wei said: "the one who fights with the young master Wei is mo Qinglou, a talented swordsman of Hengshan sword sect in southern Hunan Province. He is 18 in Dibang and 17 in zhangshengmo. They are enemies!"

I only hear the clang clang!!

A storm, a drizzle lingering!

Two people fight not also happy husband!

Chen Mo felt that they didn't use too much energy, mainly because of the dismantling of sword moves.

It is probably to see the childe Wei come, Zhang Shengmo actually accelerated the rhythm of the attack, only to hear Zhang Shengmo shout: "the pen goes with the dragon and the snake!"

Zhang Shengmo suddenly changed his moves. He jumped up and moved back and forth in mid air. The shadow of the sword was heavy, and the empty was accompanied by the real, and the real was accompanied by the empty.

Mo Qinglou stabbed several swords in succession, all of which were empty. When he recovered, his clothes had been cut to pieces, revealing his strong muscles.

"You lost!" Zhang Shengmo is so smart that he can take back his sword.

There were cheers all around: "beautiful! That's a beautiful move! "

"This raw ink is so young that its swordsmanship is comparable to that of a master. It has a bright future!"

Enjoying the applause around him, Zhang Shengmo walked up to Mr. Wei and said, "how about that move I just made?"

Childe Wei said, "it's OK."

Zhang Shengmo glanced at Chen Mo: "you really brought him, Chen mo. since you are here, you must respect the rules of the ancient martial arts exchange meeting. If someone comes to you to exchange views, you can't refuse. You can only use traditional martial arts. You can't switch roles and use magic."

Chen Mo calmly said: "thank you for reminding me. I don't think anyone will come to me as a stranger to compete."

The voice just dropped.

A gust of boxing came to my face!!

Chen Mo moved to the left side under his feet to avoid the blow easily.

It's not someone else who slapped Zhen Wenbing before!!

Zhen Wenbing was furious: "I finally found you! Young master Wei! You should understand the rules of the exchange meeting. Now I'm going to compete with your classmates. You can't stop me, can you? "

Prince Wei chuckled: "naturally, I won't stop it, but I'll stop it! Pay attention to safety! "

Zhen Wenbing thought that childe Wei's "pay attention to safety" was for Chen Mo, and said with pride: "don't worry, I will be merciful!"

Zhen Wenbing roared, and his strong strength shattered his coat.

All around a exclamation: "inner strength! Zhen Wenbing actually trained his inner strength! "

Neijin is similar to the internal power in martial arts novels. Only a generation of masters can develop Neijin. However, with the advent of the ball of evolution, many people have gained evolutionary energy through replicas. Evolutionary energy can be converted into the combat energy of soldiers and the magic energy of magicians. Of course, some martial arts practitioners integrate these energies into traditional martial arts, It's internal strength!

Zhen Wenbing showed his refined muscles. Without saying a word, he jumped up and drew an arc to Chen Mo with his feet like two long whips in the air!

Chen Mo shook his head: "too weak!"

Chen Mo's single hand is aimed at Zhen Wenbing, who is kicking at him. He grabs him in the air!

"This, this boy is not dying. If you stretch out your hand, you will be kicked into a cripple!"

Bang!!

Chen Mo grabs the sole of Zhen Wenbing's foot with his left hand. Zhen Wenbing feels that the sole of his foot is numb and his strength is flowing down. Chen Mo grabs him in the air like a sculpture.

Really, if you don't make a move, you will shock the whole audience immediately.

The strength of Zhen Wenbing is also one of the top 100 young talents in the list. He is so vulnerable that everyone immediately looks at Chen Mo with new eyes.

Zhen Wenbing blushed: "boy, let go! Put me down

Chen Mo's hand suddenly loosened, and Zhen Wenbing fell to the ground heavily.

Chen Mo shrugged: "don't look at me so affectionately. You told me to let go!"

"Ah, ah, ah!" Zhen Wenbing was so big that he had never been insulted so much. "You humiliated me. I'll fight with you!"

The young master Wei folded a fan and said coldly: "Zhen Wenbing! Stop it! Martial arts exchange, the point to the end! Now that you have lost, you have to throw in the towel instead of chasing and beating. Don't you even forget the rules of the exchange meeting

Zhen Wenbing was as aggrieved as a 300 Jin child, with tears in his eyes: "good! Young master Wei! You have seed! You protect your classmates!! You can protect him for a while, you can protect him for a lifetime! When this exchange meeting is over!! I, Zhen Wenbing, swear that I will use all the strength of my Zhen family to make your classmates pay the price! "