"I am different from my grandson..."

The thin Taoist priest Quanzhen bowed: "I am now the junior brother of the new leader Sun Buming. He practices with his hands behind his back... Please give me some advice from fellow Taoists in Longhu Mountain..."

Sun Duoyi's hands were covered with calluses, and the thickness of the back of his hands was more than twice that of ordinary people's back of his hands. Even if he did not hold his palm into a fist, his whole palm was like a fist. Compared with Sun Duo's thin arms, it was completely disproportionate, which shows that he had worked hard.

"Hongmen fell back?"

Zhang Daokun frowned, his eyes fell on Sun Duo's hands, and nodded with praise: "The skill in the hands of fellow Taoists should have more than twenty years..."

Sun Bin is a master of national martial arts.

Unlike Quanzhen who usually eat vegetarian food and chant scriptures, Sun Dai was fascinated by national martial arts.

Like Songshan, Songshan has a Philosophy Academy and a martial monk, and it is very good at kung fu. Every sect has not only great monks, but also martial arts and monks who practice martial arts. They are important forces in protecting the sect and the strongest weapon to resist foreign enemies.

With the progress of the times, Songshan relies on movies or publicity. Now many people go to Songshan to learn martial arts, and their reputation is much better than Taoist sects.

Even so, Quanzhen also has his own martial arts heritage, and every generation of disciples has practitioners.

Hearing Zhang Daokun's praise, Sun Duo showed a rare smile on his face. It made people feel a little complacent, but also gave people a sense of humility: "I have practiced a big drop and back for twenty-four years..."

"Twenty-four years!"

Someone around was gasping for air conditioning. The most important thing in practicing martial arts was one word - Qin.

Study hard, practice hard, practice hard in winter, practice three nine years in summer, practice three days in summer. Practice hard without intercourse, get up early and go to bed late. If every martial artist does not have this perseverance, don’t talk about the success of martial arts and become a master of his generation.

Twenty-four years, practice hard every day without any ending, how many twenty-four years can you live?

Sun Duo has persisted for twenty-four years, and this perseverance is amazing.

Ordinary people can still persevere in a short period of time. If it is half a year, one year, ten years, twenty years, one year, one year, and twenty years, and they have to endure great pain and hardship, who can persevere?

"Master Sun became a master of national martial arts. Not to mention how skilled his skills are, he just talks about this kind of persistence and perseverance are also admirable..."

"Master Sun has not shown up very much in the past two years. At that time, Master Sun represented Quan Zhen, but he had fought on the ring. In Master Sun's hands, few people could stick to a few moves."

"A pair of hands that can open the stones and gravels will hit people, but they won't break all the bones? Not to mention taking a few moves, even if you get hit, you will probably have to go to the hospital..."

People around were talking, most of them were disciples or heads of various sects.

Among them, there are some small sects, no one like Sun Duan, who practices martial arts, and there is more envy in their glasses.

Zhang Daokun seemed to know Sun Bian a little, and there was a little more respect on his face. However, this respect was quickly hidden by him: "I, Zhang Daokun, Zhang Tianshijiu Junior Brother, Tianshijiji of Tianshifu... I don't have such martial arts as fellow Taoists, I am just practicing free fighting... I, all my kung fu is in one body. Whether it is hands, feet, arms, legs, elbows, or knees, they are all weapons for my offensive..."

"oh?"

Sun Pan frowned again: "Martial arts must be dedicated. Every martial art is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless ancestors. National arts are the essence of culture and are also a technique to strengthen the body. Martial arts do not mean that one can defeat the opponent, but martial arts needs to be decided. Fellow Taoist Zhengyi, does not inherit martial arts but need to learn the fighting technique on TV?"

"It's just a technique to strengthen your body. I didn't think about relying on fighting and promoting my name as Zhengyi..."

Zhang Daokun's tone was gentle, and he was not as aggressive as Sun Die.

"Master Zhang is also a celebrity. He has won the gold belt of the fighting match several times. There are very few opponents who can survive the first round in the ring and support his attack."

"The fighting technique is closer to actual combat, and it gets rid of fancy performance movements. Every move is about trying to knock the opponent down. However, every move of the Chinese martial arts is the essence, and it is more diligent and hard to practice, and the basic skills are more solid..."

"I really don't know who will win in the end when the two of them play against each other?"

There were not only monks from various sects around, but also some villagers from Lizhuang Village or nearby villages. They were even more excited: "This is a fight between monks. I wonder if they will summon flying swords and whether they can go high? I wonder if they have the abilities of those Taoist priests in the middle of the lake?"

In the villagers in Lizhuang Village or nearby villages, although the monks on Lake Center Island rarely take action, Zhang Daoran is like a god and can fly in the clouds and mist. The disciples on Lake Center Island are also very powerful. Naturally, they think that all the monks are people with strong strength.

"Tsk tsk... Just looking at the Taoist Master Sun, he is very thin, but his palms are really amazing... Twenty-four years of hard practice should be very powerful..."

"If you start a live broadcast, you will definitely attract countless fans. Haven't you seen the live broadcast online, and you will use your legs to bend steel pipes and gravel stones? Master Sun's skills in his hands should not be worse than those of their internet celebrities..."

"Actually, I am more optimistic about Master Zhang Daokun. After all, there are many unpractical moves in Chinese martial arts. Even if you practice martial arts very well, when fighting, others will not wait for you to pull off the airs. Every move will accompany you to practice... Free fighting, I heard it is very powerful, just watch TV, and those ring matches will know..."

The villagers around were talking, their voices were very small and not ostentatious. They were very obvious, just to watch the excitement.

"No matter how much you say, it's useless, Fellow Daoist...please..."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang...please..."

The people around kept retreating, and the bell ringed around an open space of forty or fifty square meters.

Zhang Daokun retreated aside, and Sun Duo also took a few steps in the opposite direction.

Sun Duo took a step forward: "There are no eyes on the fist and foot, and there will always be accidental injuries. Fellow Daoist Zhang will be considerate at that time..."

Having great confidence in yourself, Sun Bin has obviously told Zhang Daokun, do your best, I can do it, don't worry... But I don't know if I will hurt you by mistake... I will really hurt you by mistake by mistake, please don't be angry.

Zhang Daokun laughed silently, held his head with both hands, stepped forward, and kept approaching Sun Bin.

Sun Duan restrained the complex emotions in his eyes, and Zhang Daokun became serious.

"Wait..."

Just as the two were about to get closer and the distance between the two sides was one meter, Sun Duo suddenly rushed forward, pushing his palm forward like the Tathagata's magic palm, and shouted at the same time.

In the practice of national martial arts, the first thing is to focus on momentum. Every move is done with all your strength and the momentum is fully opened. The so-called boxing does not hit people, but the momentum is suppressing people. Sun Duo adopted this method. With this loud roar, those around him were really shocked.

Zhang Daokun easily dodged and kicked it out at the same time, like a afterimage, with a fast speed that was astonishing.

"Bang..."

A clear voice was passed to everyone's ears, and everyone clearly saw that Zhang Daokun's leg was kicking Sun's neck firmly.

Sun Duo's eyes turned pale and he fell straight to the ground without any response.

"Junior brother!"

Sun Haiming hurried forward and pinched Sun's different people.

At this time, the people around came to their senses from Sun Haiming's screams just now. On the lower eyelid, they saw Sun Duo lying on the ground. They gasped and looked at Zhang Daokun, and felt surprised.

I thought that both sides would go back and forth, and there was no such thing as a fighter in front of the ancient formation for hundreds of rounds, and it was difficult to decide the outcome.

But unexpectedly, Sun Bin was so useless. He was koshered in just one round...

"It's over? Is this thesis?"

All the villagers around complained in their hearts: "This seems...it's no different from fighting us..."
Chapter completed!