Li Yan bowed respectfully, "Please enlighten your junior."
Zhang Xiaoshan’s expression also turned solemn as he stroked his beard with folded hands, "In the world of martial arts, each has its own rits, yet they all lead to the sa destination."
"In ancient tis, humans fought fierce beasts and thus martial arts were born; the sole purpose was slaughter, a conclusion drawn from life and death."
"Nowadays, there are countless martial arts, which represent paths but also shackles. If you want to integrate two styles of boxing into one, you must first forget the boxing, break it down and then establish it anew, breaking free from the constraints of predecessors’ boxing theories!"
Li Yan frowned, "How do I do that?"
"God!"
Zhang Xiaoshan said in a deep voice, "Rember, boxing can communicate with God; when God gathers, form remains unchaotic, energies consolidate into one and return to the Dantian."
"How can a scattered effort create a Divine Weapon?"
"Again!"
With that said, the two engaged in battle once more.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Li Yan was thrown away ti and again.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoshan’s mastery in controlling his force ant he only repelled him without injuring his internal organs.
Even so, Li Yan felt pain all over his body.
The lay disciples of Wudang watching the battle grimaced.
Their ntor, like an adult bullying a child, used to enjoy this; now, he was even more relentless.
As for Li Yan, who was also sowhat dazed by the beating.
Anyone has a temper, let alone being toyed with like this; his stubbornness kicked in. Ti after ti, he fell and got up again, fighting Zhang Xiaoshan tooth and nail.
The expressions of the surrounding Wudang disciples changed from sneering to pity, then to serious, and even sowhat shocked.
This Li Yan was like soone who couldn’t be beaten to death.
More importantly, as he grew angrier, his attacks beca more continuous, and the flaws between the two styles of boxing beca increasingly scarce.
Of course, Zhang Xiaoshan was also holding back deliberately, only attacking when he noticed flaws in the techniques.
And the tis Li Yan was thrown away were getting less frequent.
Finally, after knocking Li Yan away again, Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly shouted, "Did you rember that feeling?"
Li Yan was stunned, stood there thinking for a long while, then solemnly nodded, "I rember, thank you, senior."
Zhang Xiaoshan nodded, "Not bad, not too stupid."
Indeed, guidance from a master made a big difference.
Though his body ached, Li Yan’s heart swelled with excitent; the previous discordant feeling had vanished.
It was as if he had pierced through a layer of film; although the integration of the boxing styles wasn’t complete, he had cleared the fog and knew which way to go.
Thinking this, Li Yan promptly bowed and said, "Junior has learned the Thunder Technique and wishes to evolve this boxing into martial arts. Please advise, senior."
"Oh?"
Zhang Xiaoshan’s interest was piqued, "Show ."
Li Yan nodded, ford a hand seal and clenched his fist, imdiately his fist crackling with electric light, he assud a stance ready to attack.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly waved his hand, cursing, "Did that old drunkard Yu Longzi teach you the Heavenly Thunder Demon Suppressing Hamr?"
Li Yan nodded, "Just learned it."
Zhang Xiaoshan spat, "I haven’t cultivated the Astral Force, how can I withstand your hamr? Save that energy for the competition. When you et that slippery snake, hamr away!"
Seeing Li Yan wanting to speak, Zhang Xiaoshan shook his head impatiently, "The principles of martial arts and boxing are the sa; boxing needs consolidated energy, martial arts need to communicate with God."
"Just do this, and it’s simply a matter of how proficient the techniques are. That’s it for today; this old man’s hands are sore..."
Hoot—!
Suddenly, a horn sounded outside.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked towards the tent’s exterior, "Prince Wuchang is here, the competition is about to begin."
He said, his expression turning serious, "Kid, this ti it’s a ’Sacrifice’; don’t hold back once you’re on the stage!"
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