Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

Chapter 28 Baguazhang and Xingyiquan

"I said buddy, is your switchblade a toy? Why does it bend when you touch it?"

At this moment, Fade Chen, who was originally standing in the crowd, suddenly took a step forward, and with his right hand turned into a palm, he held the switchblade and bent it lightly, which immediately stunned the wretched man with a pockmarked face, his face was full of shock, his eyes widened. There was an involuntary look of fear inside.

This is something he took out, of course he knows it is true or false. At any rate, this switchblade is also made of metal, and it bends when it is pulled. How strong is it?

The wretched man with a pockmarked face could only feel a cold air rushing up from behind, and he didn't dare to think about it at all.

"This boy..."

At the same time, an old man with silver hair who was sitting in the back half of the bus saw the scene of Fade Chen making a move, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in his cloudy eyes immediately.

"It turned out to be a toy. How dare you scare us and seek death! Come on, everyone, hold it down and send it to the police station." Those who were frightened immediately rushed up and pushed the wretched, pockmarked man to the ground. He yelled grandly. They didn't think so much, thinking that the switchblade was really a toy.

Seeing this scene, Fade Chen shook his head and smiled, and simply got out of the car. Anyway, this is already in the urban area, and there are many taxis, so why don't you just take a taxi.

And after seeing Fade Chen getting off the bus, the silver-haired old man's cloudy eyes flashed, and he got up and followed Fade Chen off the bus.

Although he noticed the behavior of the silver-threaded old man, Fade Chen didn't take it seriously. He stood by the side of the road, ready to take a taxi to the commercial street.

"Young man, you are also a Lianjiazi." Suddenly, the silver-threaded old man came forward and said with a smile.

"You are?" Fade Chen was of course a little surprised, not knowing what the other party meant.

"Don't talk about that, let's walk around with both hands and see what moves!" But the silver-threaded old man actually made a move directly, with fists in his hands, and his whole body gave off the aura of a tiger punching, the punches were fierce and done in one go, Attacked towards Fade Chen.

"Baguazhang?"

Fade Chen narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that this old man was actually the successor of Baguazhang, and his attainments were extraordinary, combining strength and softness, at least reaching the peak level of a second-rate master.

However, he also observed that the other party had spare strength, did not make a fatal move, and was able to hold back that fierce force at any time, obviously without any malice. Most likely because I saw him make a move in the car before, and I couldn't help but want to do it for a while.

As soon as he thought of this, the information his master told him about Baguazhang came to Fade's mind.

It is said that there are two sources of rumors about Baguazhang. One is that it was first practiced during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, there were Meng Er from Shandong Shouzhang and his nephew Zhang Bailu, Zhang Guangxue from Shenxian County, Hebei, Liu Yu from Raoyang, Guo Luoyun and Xu Baozhan from Guanxian County. They are all masters of Baguazhang. There are twenty-four main routines, which are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

As for another theory, Baguazhang was created by Dong Haichuan, a master of a generation! Originated from Baiwu Shaolin.

"That's right, the young man has good eyesight. The old man's trick is Baguazhang. Don't worry, the old man is just a little bit itch for a while. If you can't hold it, I will stop immediately and never hurt you." The old man obviously thought to himself He was very confident in his boxing skills, and smiled with an elder's attitude.

"Grandpa, don't think you've got the chance to win." Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of Fade Chen's mouth, and he suddenly made a move, with weak fists, straight forward, walking and hitting, hitting and walking. Just like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, the whole person instantly became imposing, like a lion or a tiger.

"Peng!"

The fists of the two collided, and a dull air blast was heard in an instant, and the silver-threaded old man's face changed suddenly. Unexpectedly, Fade Chen's power was so terrifying, and his body flew backwards in an instant, and he paused for a few times before stopping.

"This is Xingyiquan and Mingjin. I didn't expect you to have stepped into this realm at such a young age?" After standing still, the silver-threaded old man looked at Fade Chen in shock. He didn't expect such a young man , To be able to cultivate Ming Jin unexpectedly.

In today's martial arts world, the strengths of masters from weak to strong are: low-level, third-rate masters, second-rate masters, first-rate masters, and innate.

And although the division of levels is like this, in fact, in the entire domestic martial arts, except for those ancient martial arts families with unimaginably profound backgrounds, which have been passed down for hundreds of years, let alone innate, even first-class masters cannot be found in a province. How much to come out is really too difficult.

Even he himself, who practiced martial arts at the age of eight and became a famous teacher at the age of twelve, is now only a second-rate master at the pinnacle, and he has stopped here for almost twenty years.

But now, a young man in his twenties has actually reached the same height as this old guy, the peak of a second-rate master. How can this not shock him?

Whether you have bright energy is a sign to measure second-rate masters; whether you have dark energy is to measure the performance of first-rate masters.

"Small, may I ask what you call you, come from all schools and sects?" The silver-threaded old man looked at Fade Chen with turbid eyes, and said cautiously with a heart full of shock and awe.

Up to now, of course, he dare not call Fade Chen a young man, but call him his peers. After all, the strength of the other party is not weaker than him, and, at such a young age, he has great potential.

"You're being polite, old man. My name is Fade Chen. As for where the master is, I can't disclose it. Please forgive me." Fade Chen said with a smile. He is telling the truth, although his master is now a congenital master, and most likely has a strong background, but he is now in a state of seclusion, so it is naturally inconvenient to disclose it.

"It was Dong who took the liberty."

The silver-threaded old man took a deep breath, looked at Fade Chen and said, "You Daoist Chen, if you meet, you are destined, or you can come to my place at noon today. It just so happens that some of my incompetent juniors are here, and I will take them Let me introduce you to each other?"

Fade Chen narrowed his eyes when he heard the words. The other party actually said such words when he knew his own strength. Obviously, those "incompetent" juniors in his mouth were not really incompetent, but most of them were very messed up. Yes, it has great energy.

However, he still shook his head and smiled at the other party: "Mr. Dong is polite, but I have something to do at noon today, next time."

After finishing speaking, a taxi happened to be parked on the road, Fade Chen waved to him, got in the car and left.

"Since Daoist Chen is inconvenient, that's a pity. Next time, see you again, Daoist Chen." Now that Fade Chen had said so, the silver-threaded old man couldn't say anything else, and said goodbye to Fade Chen with a regretful face.

"It's broken, I forgot to leave his phone number." But at the next moment, the silver-threaded old man suddenly yelled, feeling extremely depressed. It turned out that he forgot to leave Chen Fei's phone number just now.

Although he already knew Fade Chen's name, this Beishan City was not big or small, so how could he find it with just one name.

"Hey, I'm so confused. I can even forget this kind of thing. It seems that I can only ask Wencheng to help me figure out a way. It's just that he is in the same city. Can I come here? Hey, no, if That Chen Daoyou doesn’t like people messing around with petty tricks, and if he finds out, wouldn’t it be more troublesome, hey, look at my brain, what should I do?” The silver-threaded old man muttered with a depressed face, and also called Got a taxi and left.

On the other side, Fade Chen took a taxi to the commercial street, and took out his mobile phone to call Murong Shan: "Hello, Murong Shan? It's me, Fade Chen, I'm already here."

"Oh, have you arrived yet? Then wait for me there for a while, and I'll be right over." From the other side of the phone came a soft voice like a silver bell, and then Murong Shan hung up the phone.

In this way, Fade Chen waited in the business world for about seven or eight minutes, when he suddenly saw a middle-aged fat man with a big belly holding a beautiful woman in black, swaggering through the market, with a smug expression on his face, enjoying everyone's envious eyes.

If there is no accident, this should be another play where rich people bring their little ones... to go shopping.

It has to be said that although the woman's face is not good, her figure is indeed not bad. Not only is she 'pretty good', but she also has a proud face like a white swan. Only in front of the middle-aged fat man with a big belly, would she show a flattering look. Acting coquettishly and coquettishly in his ear.

"Bah, it's so good that the cabbage was raped by the pig again, what a crime!" A student beside him muttered bitterly. Obviously, she is indignant at the fact that such a beautiful woman is being taken care of by a middle-aged man with a pot belly. In fact, she can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

"snort!"

"What are you two muttering there? Don't think I didn't hear it. I'm young, but I can't keep my mouth shut. Where did you two go to school? Is it because the teacher didn't teach well, and I need to teach him again. "

But the middle-aged man with a big belly actually heard it, and walked up with a blunt face, scolding all over his face. Fade Chen naturally also suffered bad luck, and his classmates who were considered to be the talkative student also suffered bad luck.

"Sorry, this matter has nothing to do with me, I don't know him." Seeing this situation, Fade Chen spoke like this, wanting to tell the other party that it was his business.

"How do you talk, you can shirk responsibility at a young age. Do you know who is standing in front of you? He is Director Wang of Minghui District Education Bureau. If you are so rude, believe it or not Director Wang will tell you The school will tell you to get out of school immediately! You won’t even finish your graduation.” The middle-aged man with a pot belly didn’t speak, but the beautiful woman in black at the side scolded her with an ugly face.

"This student, which school do you belong to? You learn to shirk responsibility at a young age, do it when you do it, and don't be afraid to admit your mistakes. Look how correct this student is. He knows how to deeply understand and review his mistakes. There is no big improvement. This is a good classmate." The middle-aged man with a big belly heard the flattery from his female companion and the admiration in those words, and immediately became ecstatic, and put on a leadership style to educate Fade Chen.

As for the good classmate he was talking about, it was naturally the guy who was mean-spirited before.

When he heard that the middle-aged man with a pot belly was actually the director of the Minghui District Education Bureau, he was so frightened that his legs went limp and he apologized.

There are three districts in the center of Beishan City: Minghui District, Yintan District, and Jinliang District.

And Minghui District is where his university is located.