82: Chapter 81 Hands are like two doors, but it's all about the feet to fight.

Jiang Tingting had a realization upon hearing this. She had watched the video many times and had seen the scene where that man was blasted away like a cannonball by a Heart-Striking Elbow.

At the time, she felt that if she were hit by that Move, she would probably be sent flying over a dozen meters and die on the spot.

"If you want to learn Traditional Martial Arts well, watch how others fight. This kid has a natural instinct for combat."

Seeing his granddaughter listening so attentively, Jiang Wenwu spoke even more.

"He first used an Iron Mountain Lean to forcibly break the man's Eight Trigrams Palm. However, while it looked like a break, it was actually a feint to intimidate, scaring the opponent into a temporary retreat."

"Then he forcibly changed his Move, striking with a set of 'Three Disregards at the Door,' and that is where the essence lies."

"This is opening the door with two fists and striking the person with an elbow. The two fists broke the opponent's stance, and the elbow broke the man himself!"

"This perfectly embodies the Baji Quan principle: 'Hands are two doors, striking depends entirely on the feet.'"

"It's like a car; while it's true the car body hits the person, the power comes from the four wheels and the engine."

"Similarly, while the Heart-Striking Elbow is delivered by the elbow, the power originates from the legs and the waist."

At this point, Elder Jiang looked back at Jiang Tingting with an expression that asked if she understood.

"Um, Grandpa, what level were those two at?" Feeling a bit embarrassed by his gaze, Jiang Tingting quickly changed the subject.

"Both were at the level of Visible Power. The one who died had reached the stage of 'striking without intent' and was on the threshold of Hidden Power," the old man said calmly.

"Huh? He lost even though he was almost at the threshold of Hidden Power?"

Jiang Tingting was a bit dazed.

"Heh, what, you find it hard to believe? Do you think a life-and-death struggle is decided solely by who has a higher cultivation level?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!"

Elder Jiang said irritably, "The fact that you even asked that shows you still understand nothing. You will practice Standing Stake properly these next few days. If you don't practice for several hours every day, let's see if you get any more allowance!"

"Fine..." Jiang Tingting felt as if her world had collapsed.

"Alright, you must remember that in our Traditional Martial Arts industry, even if you've practiced for ten years, you must never be complacent."

"Different types of martial arts perform differently in actual combat. For example, can one year of Taiji compare to one year of Baji Quan?"

Jiang Wenwu shook his head and continued:

"Visible Power is ultimately just Visible Power until one steps into Hidden Power. There isn't much difference in essence, but slight variations in fist routines can lead to vastly different results."

"As for the streamer you mentioned, he practices Xingyi and Baji Quan. That other man also practiced quite a lot, including Spring Leg, Eight Trigrams, and Hung Ga. All of these are considered arts with extremely strong combat capabilities."

"But there are differences. Xingyi and Baji Quan, one internal and one external, are among the top combat arts. In comparison, that man's skills also possessed many characteristics."

"Such as Northern Leg and Southern Fist, and internal Eight Trigrams. But in terms of sheer ferocity, he wasn't as fierce as Baji Quan; in terms of internal power, Xingyi isn't inferior either. His only advantage was the footwork of Eight Trigrams."

"But the other guy wouldn't play along with those tactics at all. He was willing to risk heavy injury to take your life. How do you fight that?"

Jiang Wenwu sighed at this point. "That man won, but unfortunately, he's also ruined. Both were good prospects. If they had grown for another dozen years or so, they might have become a Grandmaster of a generation."

Jiang Tingting, who had been listening obediently, was suddenly stunned.

"Grandpa, you're saying the streamer is ruined?"

"Yes, ruined. Baji Quan is a style of wide-open movements, and he used a fierce Move like the Iron Mountain Lean. A sudden change of Move like that leads to being crippled if not ruined." The old man nodded slightly; to him, this was a certainty beyond dispute.

He even added a warning, "Tingting, if you ever get into a real fight, never copy them. They were betting their lives. What kind of society is this..."

Suddenly, his voice got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

On the tablet in front of them, a lively young man was performing Baji Quan with great vigor, even executing a series of powerful Baji Quan strikes.

"Grandpa, that streamer is live right now, and he looks... quite... quite comfortable."

Jiang Tingting didn't know what to say. She noticed her grandfather's face turning blue and then white before he awkwardly turned his head away.

"Maybe this kid is exceptionally gifted."

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"The Flying Dragon Soup really is effective!"

Feeling warm all over after a large bowl of hot soup and seeing fine sweat break out on his skin, Li Changsheng couldn't help but begin practicing Vajra Longevity Qigong, supplemented by Internal Alchemy Meditation.

This stuff truly deserved its status as a royal delicacy in ancient times, fitting the saying 'Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the earth.'

After a round of cultivation, Li Changsheng felt his whole body become even more transparent, as if his strength had increased significantly.

Li Changsheng ate most of the pot of Flying Dragon Soup himself and gave the Little Old Lady a bowl.

It wasn't that he was stingy, but that she was an elderly person and he had to be careful not to over-supplement her. A small bowl was just right.

Having practiced Vajra Longevity Qigong for nearly a month, he could clearly feel that his grandmother's vitality had improved significantly. Although she still had some minor pains in her waist and legs, it was much better than before.

Li Changsheng was already very satisfied with this. As long as he slowly nursed her back to health, she could practice the Eight Brocades once her physical condition improved.

Li Changsheng didn't really teach his grandmother Internal Alchemy Meditation. Mainly because it was much harder to get started with than Vajra Longevity Qigong, whereas the meditation method of Longevity Qigong had significant effects.

His grandmother used to like leaving the TV on to fall asleep, sometimes not drifting off until after midnight without realizing it.

Now, she went to sleep almost exactly at nine or ten and woke up promptly at six in the morning.

Generally speaking, the elderly sleep very lightly and for short periods. Even Li Changsheng, when he used to work overtime, only got six to seven hours of sleep.

It wasn't a lack of time to sleep, but rather the constant worry about work, a result of psychological pressure and internal friction.

But now, his grandmother had actually restored the sleep patterns of a young person. This led the Little Old Lady to tell everyone she met how effective her grandson's 'whatever-gong' was.

Add to that the equally significant results for the first group of old men and women, and word quickly spread.

This led Li Changsheng, during his daily morning run, to discover with amazement that the village's square dancing habit was gone, replaced entirely by Vajra Longevity Qigong.

They were calling each other 'Fellow Daoist' one by one, saying things like, 'I feel my waist and legs are much better today; I'll practice a few more times tomorrow, maybe I can even have another son' or something like that.

Li Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He opened his panel.

[Stamina: 7.5]

[Energy: 8]

[Lifespan: 2 years and 18 days.]

"Now my leg injury is completely healed. Combined with the recent physical training, my stamina has even increased slightly by 0.3. The cancer should be completely cured before long."

Looking at these stats, Li Changsheng's confidence surged, though he had truly been working hard lately.

Besides his daily practice, he was also doing strength training at Qiang Zi's place.

Now that the pavilion was built, all the previous equipment had been moved there. Li Changsheng had even ordered some fitness equipment to assist his training, and the results were naturally good.

"The growth of stamina seems to get harder the further I go. In the fitness world, I should be considered to have completely passed the newbie gains period."