I, the Taiji Grandmaster who was beaten up
11 Tai Chi Phenomenon

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Chapter 10

The surrounding people didn't know about the changes in Zhang Feng's body.

They didn't know that Zhang Feng's physique had increased by one, and his physique and strength had increased under their constant attention.

One move, two moves, three moves.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Feng finished another set of Taiji Fist.

However, other than the Critical Hit, the other moves did not trigger.

Zhang Feng was not disappointed.

Instead, he continued to play Tai Chi.

In the blink of an eye, he finished another set of Taiji Fist.

This time, there was still no gain.

Then, Zhang Feng called again.

In the blink of an eye, there were two more sets of Taiji Fist. However, just like before, there was still no gain.

"Uh, from the previous two chances, I thought that the critical hit of this Taiji Fist was relatively high, but from the current situation, the trigger rate doesn't seem to be as high as I thought.”Seeing that he had practiced two more sets of Taiji Fist but did not receive any benefits, Zhang Feng temporarily stopped his Taiji Fist and frowned slightly.

"System, what is the critical hit rate of this Taiji Fist?”With a frown, Zhang Feng secretly asked the system.

"Ding, Tai Chi Fist's Critical Hit Chance is reduced. At the beginning of the host's day, the critical hit rate will be very high. The later it is, the higher the critical hit difficulty is, and the harder it is to trigger a critical hit.”Following Zhang Feng's question, the system notification sounded in his mind.

Zhang Feng could not help but nod when he heard the system's notification.

He would answer all questions.

From this point of view, his system was still considered decent.

She wasn't the flirtatious type.

After nodding his head, Zhang Feng understood his situation and continued to practice Taiji Fist.

In the blink of an eye, more than two hours passed.

Following Zhang Feng.

Many of the people around him were confused, and some of them sneered.

"What's wrong with this young man? Why does he keep practicing Taiji? Although his Taiji Fist is indeed very good, he keeps repeating it for more than two hours.”

"Yes, practicing Taiji Fist usually takes half an hour, no more than an hour. The best effect should be a slight sweat state. For this young man to fight for more than two hours, it is indeed a little too much.”

"This Zhang Feng, Master Zhang, I really don't know what to say about him. Is he under too much pressure after going bankrupt, so he came to the park to practice Taiji Fist to vent? Although his movements are indeed very beautiful, he has been repeating the movements of the 24 forms of Taiji Fist for more than two hours. Should I say that he is hardworking or that he doesn't know what's good for him?

Did this guy really think that he was a Taiji Grandmaster?

Or could it be that he had decided to repent and work hard to become a Taiji grandmaster after being beaten up recently? He wanted to become a real Taiji grandmaster and turn over a new leaf?”

"Ha, it's not impossible, but a fake Taiji Fist is a fake Taiji Fist. In the past, Zhang Feng was a mysterious legend who kept defeating masters from all walks of life. Therefore, although everyone suspected his Taiji Fist, in front of actual combat evidence, they had to admit that he was very awesome.

But now…

This guy had been punched.

His true identity had been exposed.

To put it bluntly, his Taiji Fist was no different from the ordinary Taiji Fist of the elderly. It was not the legendary martial arts Taiji or actual combat Taiji at all.

Under such circumstances, if he wanted to rely on this Taiji Fist to really become an expert, wasn't he thinking too much?”

"This young man is really handsome. Moreover, he practiced Tai Chi for more than two hours. His perseverance and stamina seem to be very good. He's really the best candidate for son-in-law.”

"Hehehe, that's right. At least I don't have to worry about the harmonious life between my son-in-law and daughter.”

Sister Liu, your old Si Ji is driving too fast…"

“……”

Seeing Zhang Feng like this, the surrounding people had different thoughts.

While the surrounding people were thinking, Zhang Feng was in a good mood.

Although it was indeed harder to trigger the critical hit of Taiji Fist the further one went.

However, in these two hours, he triggered another critical hit.

The first time was when he obtained Vitality 1.

Once, it was Agility 1.

At this moment, he was already practicing the last set of Taiji Fist.

Regardless of whether or not he could gain any benefits this time, he was prepared to stop.

He practiced Taiji Fist for more than two hours.

Of course, it was because there were benefits to improving that attracted him.

But today, the more he practiced Taiji Fist, the harder it was to trigger it.

Under such circumstances…

Instead of continuing to practice, it would be better to wait until tomorrow.

After all, according to the system, it was the easiest to trigger a critical hit at the beginning of the day.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Feng had already reached the last move, the last move was the retract move.

It seemed that there were no new critical hits.

However, at this moment, the system notification sounded again.

"Ding! The host has used the Tai Chi Retracting Form and triggered a critical strike.”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the elementary Tai Chi phenomenon. Would you like to receive the reward?”

Almost at the instant this voice sounded, Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed, and a stunned expression appeared on his face.

Taiji Fist triggered a critical hit once again. Something exploded out, which naturally made Zhang Feng very happy.

But this time, he couldn't understand what was going on.

Tai Chi phenomenon?

Beginner?

What was that?

"System, what is this elementary Tai Chi phenomenon?”Zhang Feng asked the system in confusion. He was really puzzled.

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