97: Chapter 94 Stillness contains movement, movement remains still; adapting to the enemy's changes reveals wonder.

The opponent adopted a Wudang style stance, but it clearly carried the shadow of Taiji Stake Training.

Wuji Stance belongs to Taiji Stake Training, and since Li Changsheng had encountered Taiji Stake Training before, he understood it somewhat.

To be honest, Li Changsheng did not know much about Wudang techniques.

"If I recall correctly, the core of Wudang is the Taiji and Liangyi Fist styles, but I have never seen them!"

This was indeed the case. Even though he had lived here for many years, he rarely came here as a child, and after becoming an adult, he had always been away, only returning occasionally.

Even if he did go up occasionally, given Li Changsheng's discernment at the time, he really couldn't make heads or tails of it.

"The old man did demonstrate Chen-style Tai Chi once, but he also said that Chen-style Tai Chi is the least 'Taiji-like' of all Taiji."

It sounds convoluted, but that is exactly how it is.

Chen-style Tai Chi was adapted at the end of the Ming Dynasty by Chen Wangting, the ninth generation of the Chen family, from Heluo culture and Central Plains martial arts, combining his own knowledge with the Sanfeng Taiji taught by Jiang Fa, and the Chen-style Pao Chui.

Not only is it unique for its adherence to 'sticking, adhering, connecting, and following,' but to this day, it still retains darting, jumping, leaping, hopping, flashing, opening, soaring, shifting, and external release, possessing an elastic, explosive power of entanglement that is invincible.

Calling it Taiji is accurate, as it has the shadow of Taiji, but it also contains many shadows of Xingyi. This entanglement and explosive bursting have the shadows of the parent fists of Xingyi.

That is why the old man said that while Chen-style Tai Chi originated relatively late, due to the specific nature of the era, it possesses more battlefield characteristics and is more proactive and aggressive.

Conversely, Wudang Taiji clearly does not seem to have this style.

"Judging by your Crushing Fist earlier, you must have achieved some mastery in Xingyi Fist. Who is your Revered Master?"

Seeing that Li Changsheng remained silent and on guard, Chen Shixing continued to smile faintly, without getting angry: "I also focus primarily on fist techniques, practicing Wudang Taiji, and I have also accompanied my Revered Master to visit many experts in Xingyi."

"Which branch of the Xingyi Sect are you from? Speak up, perhaps I even know your Revered Master."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng frowned. This Daoist Priest Chen looked like an immortal, so why was his way of speaking so unpleasant?

The other party didn't use profanity, but that tone of a senior speaking to a Junior was truly annoying.

Looking at the other man's face, Li Changsheng's mind raced, and soon his gaze narrowed.

So it was him!

Isn't this the famous Daoist Priest Chen from a few years ago?

He started martial arts at seven, went to Wudang at eleven, became a disciple of Daoist Priest, and has deep attainments in Wudang kung fu, specializing in Lightness Skill, Health-preserving Qigong, and Wudang fist techniques.

He even made it onto state media because of that Lightness Skill of his.

If one were to count it up, his resume is quite impressive; he can be considered a man of many talents.

Not only does he know English and computers, but he also served as the youngest instructor in the Wudang Kung Fu Troupe and organized a martial arts hall.

He also won numerous awards, though most were jointly organized by his own organization and the government, aimed at promoting Wudang culture.

He has also appeared successively on many local television stations and state media, and has been responsible for the martial arts filming of various domestic and international television dramas and documentaries.

I recall that someone in a similar situation to him appears to be Monk Yihu.

One Buddhist and one Daoist seem to have agreed on it.

However, this one is slightly better than Yihu; at least he is just cooperating in promoting Wudang, while Yihu is almost a star now.

But Daoist Priest Chen does have real ability; Li Changsheng has seen him use inch power to shatter paper in mid-air.

Li Changsheng can do this now too; as long as one's Visible Power reaches the point where the intent moves and the power follows, it can be done. Some people who have specialized research on inch power can do it even without Visible Power.

"No wonder he has this tone."

Li Changsheng understood in his heart; in the other party's eyes, he was, after all, an unknown person.

Perhaps the previous test had caught his attention, but it had also stirred up his competitive spirit.

It must be said that seeing him in person, Li Changsheng could be certain that this Daoist Priest Chen's Internal Martial Arts were definitely extraordinary.

Counting his true age, he is probably nearly forty, but he really does not look old.

If not for the beard he keeps, people would believe he was twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

His complexion is ruddy and his breath is long; this is clearly the state of Wuji Stance reaching Major Achievement, achieving a balance of Yin and Yang, opening the meridians, harmonizing Qi and blood, nourishing Origin Qi, and consolidating the foundation.

"Interesting. I suspect he is just like me, focusing primarily on Health-preserving Qigong and secondarily on fist techniques. He is also only one step away from Hidden Power."

It really is a case of planting willows without intention, and they grow into shade; he was just worrying about not having a suitable opponent, and here one has been delivered.

"Take this!"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Li Changsheng moved and stepped, his legs seeming to have a vortex clinging to the ground, kicking up dust and fallen leaves. With a rush and a step, he arrived in front of Chen Shixing, his fist exploding with Crushing Fist power, punching from below, tucked tightly against his lower ribs, and blasting upwards.

This strike of Xingyi Crushing Fist was short, and the release of power was fast and fierce, yet it was silent, with only the sound of a faint breeze blowing. However, the speed was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, it smashed against Chen Shixing's black Daoist robe.

Li Changsheng's power was surging like the sea, controlling all the pores on his body to open and close freely, like breathing through the mouth and nose. As he threw the punch, his pores opened and closed, just like breathing.

This could not only eliminate the wind force carried by the punch but also reduce stamina consumption and discharge sweat from the body as much as possible.

This is the breathing method of Internal Martial Arts reaching an extremely high level.

Whether kung fu is high or strong, being fierce alone is useless; it must combine hardness and softness. One must be ruthless when necessary and vicious when necessary!

Chen Shixing's eyes lit up slightly, the figure of Li Changsheng appearing deep in his pupils, and his body floated backward.

Li Changsheng had thrown this punch with all his might, without the slightest hesitation, so Chen Shixing had to temporarily avoid its edge and look for another opportunity to counterattack.

In fact, while dodging, even Chen Shixing was astonished by his own movements.

Logically, in the first encounter, one should always test the waters first, but he did not expect Li Changsheng's fighting style to be so decisive and carry such a sense of ruthlessness.

This is the difference between those who have seen blood and those who have not.

It is not to say that one advocates killing, but with equal strength, those who have seen blood are more ferocious and decisive, not holding back in any move, aiming either to kill or to cripple the opponent.

Li Changsheng naturally would not think of killing, but having had similar experiences, he saw that the other party had considerable strength and thought he would be able to respond.

Chen Shixing was truly startled by Li Changsheng's decisiveness, retreating several meters in one go, his whole body like a monkey hopping backward, yet Li Changsheng followed like a shadow, following up decisively, holding his breath without the slightest pause.

Push!

In the instant Chen Shixing was rapidly retreating, he suddenly turned and struck, twisting his waist and hips, his hands transforming into a semicircle like a long whip, pushing out violently with a forward-pushing force.

Bang!

Chen Shixing's double-push stance collided violently with Li Changsheng's follow-step Crushing Fist.

The Crushing Fist and the push collided; Chen Shixing's legs kept drawing circles on the ground to dissipate the force as he retreated. After retreating several steps, he kicked his back foot, just bracing against a fir tree behind him.

The fir tree rustled, trembling incessantly, and the dense leaves above fell in a flurry.