As the netizens discussed, Jiang Yi took a step forward and his fist moved like a storm.
The first move, Catching the Sparrow's Tail, had already been executed.
Then, he used the whip, raised his hand, spread his wings, hugged his knees, took a step forward, waved his pipa, moved his hammer forward, closed his hands, crossed his hands, and hugged the tiger back to the mountain...
A series of fist forces rolled out like a great river.
? Jiang Yi's speed wasn't fast, and many netizens could see it clearly.
At first glance, Jiang Yi's fist technique was no different from the Taiji Fist that the old man practiced in the park.
However, as Jiang Yi's fist technique unfolded, everyone could feel that it was as heavy as a mountain, yet as light as a feather.
Even those who didn't understand Taiji Fist could tell that Jiang Yi's Taiji Fist was extraordinary.
Jiang Yi's hands rotated, and every move contained the Yin and Yang changes of the Tai Chi Style. It was endless and endless.
The subtleties and mysteries could only be understood and could not be explained.
From afar, one could see Jiang Yi's robe that was whiter than snow, his white robes fluttering in the wind, standing tall like a mountain.
Although his fist force moved slowly, with each punch, one could faintly see the air being shaken by the fist force, and there were slight ripples.
This Taiji Fist was no longer the Taiji Fist that everyone usually saw.
Every move seemed to have a magical charm that stunned everyone.
In the live broadcast room, there were suddenly no more subtitles.
The millions of netizens were relaxed and their hearts were calm and gentle.
In Zhang Yue Martial Arts Academy, Zhang Yue, who was in his forties, stared blankly at Jiang Yi's livestream. His eyes widened.
Zhang Yue came from a famous martial arts family.
His grandfather was a Taiji Grandmaster during the Republic of China.
His grandfather had once been invited by the martial arts master, Li Jinglin, to teach at the Central Martial Arts Academy as an instructor in the army.
Zhang Yue, who had a long family history, had real martial arts. He was different from those fake martial arts masters circulating on the Internet.
His horizons also far surpassed the martial arts masters of his generation.
Ever since Jiang Yi's Light-body Technique, Floating on Water, appeared out of nowhere, Zhang Yue had been paying attention to Jiang Yi and had benefited a lot.
Last night, Jiang Yi actually slept on a rope, which gave Zhang Yue a huge inspiration.
And now, this Taiji Fist gave him a feeling of being enlightened.
Outsiders watched the show, while insiders watched the show.
In Zhang Yue's opinion, Jiang Yi's Taiji Fist had already reached the highest realm of simplicity.
Even with Zhang Yue's knowledge and martial arts foundation, he was still unable to fully understand the subtleties of Jiang Yi's Taiji Fist.
" Taiji is born from the infinite. It is the mechanism of movement and stillness. It is the mother of Yin and Yang. Yin does not leave Yang, and Yang does not leave Yin. Yin and Yang complement each other. They are both gods…"
Zhang Yue muttered the fist scripture as his mind was greatly shaken.
Zhang Yue had been reading the Heart Sutra of Taiji Fist since he was a child.
However, it was only now that he could truly understand the meaning of each word.
Zhang Yue's disciples looked at their master in a daze and all gathered around to watch Jiang Yi's live broadcast.
All the disciples looked at Jiang Yi's boxing, but they didn't seem to understand.
However, no one dared to make a sound when they saw their master like this.
Zhang Yue suddenly thought of something and took out his phone to make a call.
In an ancient courtyard house in the capital, a white-haired old man was lying on an armchair, looking very relaxed.
At this moment, his phone rang.
The old man picked it up and reprimanded him with some dissatisfaction.
"Little Yue, you came to bother me so early in the morning. Do you think I'm not dying fast enough?”
Zhang Yue's respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Martial Uncle, you must be joking. I have a video about Taiji Fist that I would like to ask you to teach me.”
"Send me a letter to receive it."
Zhang Yue hung up after he finished speaking.
The old man snorted, picked up the big teacup, took a sip of water, and opened the V-letter.
After a while, Zhang Yue sent a video over.
The old man downloaded the video and opened it. A young man was practicing Taiji Fist on the mountaintop.
The old man shook his head nonchalantly.
He could be considered a great master of Taiji Fist, the president of the Taiji Fist Association, and one of the two remaining Taiji Fist masters in the country.
Practicing Taiji Fist in front of him was like playing a big knife in front of Guan Yu.
The old man looked at the video from the corner of his eyes. He held a large teacup and brought it to his lips, ready to drink.
However, he only looked at it for three seconds before he froze, as if someone had cast a spell on him.
The old man's expression changed from casual to surprised and then to serious.
In the end, he opened his mouth wide and widened his eyes in shock.
Suddenly, the old man stood up.
Clang!
His teacup fell to the ground, and tea and broken porcelain pieces splattered all over the ground. The corners of his clothes and pants were soaked by the tea.
The tea was very hot, but the old man didn't seem to feel anything. He called Zhang Yue directly.
"Little Yue, where did you get this video?”
"Who is the young man practicing boxing? Who is his master?"
Zhang Yue seemed to have known that the old man would call, so he smiled bitterly.
"I knew it. You can't stand this either.”
"He's a streamer, his sect is unknown.”
"I'll give you his live broadcast room number. Go in and take a look.”
The old man frowned." I don't know anything about live streaming. But I can ask your junior sister, Xiao Yingzi, to do it for me."”
Zhang Yue agreed and hung up.
Since he had the opportunity to watch Jiang Yi practice Taiji Fist, he didn't want to waste even a second.
The old man made a call.
After a while, a woman in sportswear walked into the courtyard.
The woman had a high ponytail and looked valiant. Hearing the old man's words, she felt that it was a little unbelievable.
In terms of Taiji Fist, the old man could be considered the number one Grandmaster in the country.
Who was this young man that he respected so much?
Under the urging of the old man, the woman opened the Blue Whale live broadcast platform.
Then, she found the laid-back live broadcast room of the abbey dean in the deep mountains and clicked into it.
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