At this moment, Chen Aiyang rushed to the villa angrily. Like an antelope, he stepped on a pillar and jumped up to the second floor. He broke a window and jumped in.
He had never thought that someone would peep at him when he was about to teach Huo Ling 'er some real martial arts.
Stealing a teacher was a disgrace and an irreconcilable act.
Although there were other bodyguards in the courtyard besides Huo Linger, he had always taught them personally. Under such circumstances, these bodyguards could not learn anything.
However, the person on the second floor was different.
While he was teaching Huo Linger, he felt like he was being watched.
People who practiced martial arts were born with an instinct. Although Chen Aiyang had not reached the highest realm of " the path of sincerity that allows one to know in advance " like Tang Zichen, as long as he was stared at from a certain distance, he could feel it.
Just now, he clearly felt that gaze.
A gaze that could move him was naturally a martial artist. Ordinary people's gazes could not give him such a feeling.
That was why Chen Aiyang was so angry.
They were all martial artists, so how could there be someone who was so shameless as to peek at someone else imparting pole-standing?
This was too outrageous!
Chen Aiyang jumped out of the window and saw a young man on the second floor.
His heart skipped a beat. No matter what, this was a great taboo in the martial arts world.
He made up his mind that he would teach him a lesson today.
In the yard, Huo Ling 'er saw Chen Aiyang jump to the second floor like a ghost. She realized that it was where a friend lived.
At the same time, she knew why Chen Aiyang was so angry.
"Brother Ai Yang, don't!"
It wasn't easy for Aiyang gege to teach him, but he didn't expect this to happen.
Huo Ling 'er rushed to the second floor and went straight to Zhuang Zhou's room.
When she opened the door, the scene that greeted her eyes stunned her.
"How could that be?"
Chen Aiyang broke the window on the second floor and rushed in.
Zhuang Zhou quickly retreated.
Chen Aiyang had wanted to teach Zhuang Zhou a lesson, so he would not let go of this opportunity. When Zhuang Zhou retreated, he took a step forward in a strange way, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.
This was a martial art called the " Mud Wading Technique ". When a person walked in the mud, it was as if their feet were filled with lead. Every step they took required the strength of their entire body.
At this moment, Chen Aiyang seemed to be stepping on mud as he charged at Zhuang Zhou. However, he was not trapped by the mud. Instead, he seemed to be flying.
This meant that his mud-walking skills had reached the peak of perfection.
This was a plot that often appeared in television dramas. If a martial artist wanted to practice qinggong, he had to add some weight to himself. After he had cultivated to a certain realm, he could jump a few meters.
It was the same now.
Chen Aiyang rushed forward and used the Tai Chi's Small Capture Strike, wanting to restrain Zhuang Zhou in an instant.
Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly and retreated again. This time, his movements were very clever and he appeared in the gap between the " Small Capture ".
Chen Aiyang was surprised that his attack had missed.
For the other party to be able to dodge his attack so easily, it was obvious that he was also a martial arts expert.
However, it was also because of Zhuang Zhou's strength that Chen Aiyang was even angrier.
Such a powerful person naturally knew the rules of the martial world, but he just had to peek at others teaching pole-standing.
This was simply a deliberate offense that would only make things worse.
Chen Aiyang's attack missed, so he dashed forward again.
Just like what the Fist Sutra said, hitting someone was like kissing.
When a man and a woman kissed, the woman would shy away, while the man would pester her until the woman had nowhere to run.
This was the principle of the fist technique. If one missed, one had to chase after the other. Only in this way could one unleash the greatest power, causing the opponent to be flustered and constantly retreat. In the end, like a woman who had been forced into a corner, she was hit.
At this moment, Chen Aiyang continued to chase after her, as if he was kissing her.
After his Little Capture missed, he stomped on the ground and changed his move to Single Whip.
With this whip, a loud bang sounded in the air, as if the air had exploded.
This was the realm of "Bright Jin" that martial artists dreamed of. As the saying went, a sound could not be bought with a thousand gold.
This attack was truly incomparably ferocious.
In the eyes of the world, Taiji Fist was often a weak and powerless posture. The principle of Taiji Fist was also known as "four taels of silver can deflect a thousand pounds".
Chen Aiyang's " single whip " was supposed to be a soft whip. However, this whip made a sound of breaking through the air. It was obviously a hard iron whip!
Seeing this, Zhuang Zhou was delighted. As expected of an important figure in the martial arts world.
He really admired Chen Aiyang's martial arts skills.
From this point alone, he was a true "hidden force" expert.
Moreover, he was one of the best hidden force practitioners.
Chen Aiyang could already combine hardness and softness, which was the result of cultivating hidden force to the extreme.
Facing the whip that was so close that it could not be avoided.
Zhuang Zhou turned around and grabbed at the iron whip.
As soon as he touched it, the hair on Zhuang Zhou's arm stood up as if it had been electrocuted.
That was because there was a hidden force hidden in this unparalleled attack. It was like a steel needle that shot out from all directions.
If it hit an old tree that was hundreds of years old, not to mention how powerful it was, just the dark power alone was enough to destroy the entire tree. With a gentle push, the entire tree would fall.
However, at this moment, Zhuang Zhou's arm shook violently. The muscles on his arm trembled violently as if they had been twisted into a ball.
The force traveled from his left arm to his body and then to his right arm, tearing the sleeve on his right arm into pieces.
Zhuang Zhou waved his right hand.
"Pa!" A crisp sound.
A sound that was even louder than Chen Aiyang's single whip was heard.
Chen Aiyang was shocked by the loud noise. His single whip had completely removed the force. At the same time, the man's muscles were twisting in a strange way, and his body bounced out.
However, before he could come back to his senses, his wrist had already been grabbed by Zhuang Zhou.
If he did not think of a way to change his situation, then he would be too passive.
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