Chapter Thirty: The Fierce Tiger Turns Its Head, A Hundred Beasts Are Shocked

  It was as if a person had suddenly encountered danger in the jungle, and when Lei Ting stretched out her hand, before her palm even touched him, Wang Chan's chest area was already covered in goosebumps, standing upright, his body's blood circulation suddenly stopped on its own, rumbling and whooshing, surging like the Yangtze River, a loud gurgling sound, but it was the blood in his blood vessels that had suddenly surged up all at once.

  Her face suddenly turned bright red!

  Withdraw and ask your heart with a palm, follow the style and lie on your side to make a scoop with your hand!

  Heart-asking Palm! With a raised hand, it rushes into the Zhong Gong, because its hands are hidden and the speed is extremely fast. One palm slaps over, making it difficult for people to dodge and defend against. Often, it's just two people, close at hand, as soon as they get close, suddenly make a move, and the chest is where the heart is located, one palm asks the heart, the force is great, on the spot can make people's heart rate irregular, fainting.

  In the past, martial artists would engage in combat because their upper body had two hands to block and parry, making it highly variable and agile. As a result, few people would directly attack the opponent's central palace at the beginning of the fight. Instead, they would repeatedly probe and test each other, waiting for the opponent to reveal an opening before advancing to press in and overwhelm with consecutive strikes.

  Unless one side is much stronger than the other, or suddenly makes a sneak attack, this move is also called "touching heart palm". In many domestic schools of boxing, there are similar moves. If the person who makes the move has iron sand palm and other external hard skills on their hands, they can often knock the person down with one palm, breaking their bones and tendons.

  However, Leiting's palm was obviously not the foundation of external martial arts. With a slap, she withdrew her body and leaned forward, with her palm inwardly gathered. It seemed like five fingers were open, but in a subtle way, it seemed like they could be grasped into an empty fist at any time. Inside, it seemed to still contain the power of Tai Chi Wu Xing Chui.

  To be honest, this move should be called "finger hammer" instead.

  Most people think that Tai Chi is a soft and slow exercise, emphasizing the use of leverage to overcome strength, but in fact, most of what they see are simplified versions of Tai Chi practiced by elderly men and women in parks for physical exercise and health, which is fundamentally different from real Tai Chi.

  The term "Taiji" comes from the "Xici" chapter of the Book of Changes, and it carries the meanings of supreme, ultimate, absolute, and unique. In the past, it was also a deadly martial art. However, since modern times, with prolonged peace in the world, the fist techniques have declined, and Taijiquan has become a widely practiced exercise for the general public, but those who can truly master its essence are few and far between.

  As if it were Lei Ting, this palm was just a withdrawal of the body and a downward movement, two casual movements, a soft and boneless arm emitted a crisp crackling sound, slapping forward, the sound was continuous, as if it had blown up all the air along the way.

  In addition, Wang Chan had already guessed from Lei Ting's breathing that she was a master of internal martial arts when he first saw her, so he wasn't particularly surprised by the effect of her casual slap.

  After all, the Lei family is a big and prosperous family, even someone like Lei Xing, who is a spoiled young master, can practice kicking and legwork for over a decade. As his older sister, it's only normal that Lei Ting would also practice martial arts.

  Lei Ting's probing words were also very clear, this was a test. Since Wang Chan wanted to be the head coach of Qing Niao, he must have real talent and skills.

  If Wang Chanlian can't even pass this level, then he might as well go back to where he came from.

  At this moment, Wang Chan's mind turned over several thoughts in an instant. The next moment was also wide-eyed, and all the skin outside his clothes suddenly became bright red. Every pore seemed to be about to drip out crimson blood. This was his vital energy surging through his entire body, causing his whole person to be fully awakened, and his six senses were also suddenly sharpened to an unbelievable degree.

  Everything around him changed, and all were perceived by him with unparalleled clarity.

  Just as Lei Ting's palm was about to touch his chest, Wang Zhen suddenly took a step back, and with a loud crash, the sofa behind him was smashed into two halves, splinters flying everywhere, clearing a path in the middle. Wang Zhen retreated several steps backward.

  However, Lei Ting's palm falling empty seemed to have no intention of stopping at all. Seeing her own sofa shattered into two pieces, the first palm was unsuccessful and immediately followed by another one. She bent her three fingers, with her index and middle fingers standing upright like a sword, and her feet rushed forward, directly pointing towards Wang Chan who was rapidly retreating. The speed was so fast that it was even faster than the previous palm.

  Apart from Neijiaquan, Lei Ting is also a master of swordsmanship and cold weapons. Although she doesn't have a sharp sword in her hand now, with two fingers of her right hand pinched into a sword shape, a direct thrust to the chest is almost indistinguishable from a real treasure sword.

  Wang Zhen only felt the strong wind hitting his face, his eyes stinging with pain, and he couldn't help but secretly admire Lei Ting's swordsmanship, which was fierce and precise to the point where it seemed like every part of her body was as hard as iron, including her eyelids. He didn't even flinch at the powerful gusts that made his eyes water. With a stretch of his large hand from shoulder to elbow, and then from elbow to wrist, he shook off the attack repeatedly.

  It was as if he were practicing his spear alone on Tiger Head Mountain, shaking the 3-4 meter long black wooden rod, releasing a spiral force, one block after another, and smoothly landed on Leiting's small arm.

  Lei Ting also sensed the enormous force in Wang Chan's hand at the same time, her arm felt like it was being crushed by a giant rolling stone ball, and the forward thrust of her sword came to an abrupt halt. She quickly adapted, her five fingers rapidly opening and closing, resembling a snake head, with golden threads wrapping around her wrist, borrowing momentum to climb up, entwining Wang Chan's arm in one swift motion, while her fingertips fiercely stabbed downwards at Wang Chan's wrist pulse point.

  The two people's continuous movements, you advance and I retreat, the camera changes, as if the water is unpredictable, landing and taking root, the changes are simply dazzling. And Lei Ting, as the active attacker, only made a few moves, but had already changed several fighting styles in succession, the ferocity of the attack was also astonishing. Compared to Lei Xing, it's simply unknown how much stronger she is.

  "This woman and Sun Changfeng are evenly matched, but if they were to engage in a physical confrontation, it's likely that they would be evenly matched. However, if it came down to a life-or-death struggle, she would definitely not be the one to emerge alive. After all, Sun Changfeng is an instructor from the Wolf Tooth Special Forces unit, and he teaches specialized killing techniques. He has also taken lives before, so when he takes action, it's absolutely not something that someone like Lei Ting, who has grown up in a sheltered environment with every luxury at her fingertips, can compare to."

  Wang Zhen's body continued to retreat, dodging Lei Ting's attacks one after another. In his heart, however, he still had the time to carefully compare her with the deceased Sun Changfeng.

  Under this round of probing, Wang Chan was completely in a passive defensive position, which was very different from his usual fighting style with others. He had always been under Raining's strong attack.

  Lei Ting was a very capable woman. When Lei Xing was still around, she had straightforwardly told Wang Chan, "If I have offended you in any way later on, please forgive me!" She had already given advance notice of her own actions, and this was also a consideration for her own abilities. Therefore, Wang Chan could no longer use his usual tactics of immediately using a fatal blow to kill someone the moment he made a move.

  But how would Lei Ting know what he was thinking in his heart?

  As soon as she saw herself take action, Wang Chan could only dodge and weave continuously, not even making a single counterattack, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. Next, her body moved swiftly, her feet treading the Eight Trigrams, her fingers forming a sword, launching a series of swift attacks, unexpectedly unleashing a complete set of sword techniques in one breath: drawing, leading, blocking, striking, stabbing, pointing, and bursting, her two arms moving freely like two sharp swords.

  The shockwave shook everything, and the sound of muscles and bones crackling was music to his ears. The whooshing sounds that pierced through the air were incessant, and it was as if he was swift as a whirlwind and fierce as thunder.

  In the blink of an eye, Wang Chan was forced to retreat thirteen or fourteen steps in a row. If he retreated any further, he would hit the wall by the door. Seeing Lei Ting's increasingly fierce attack and not seeing any sign of her stopping, Wang Chan felt somewhat impatient.

  If only my martial arts skills are considered, this should be enough! If things go on like this, with no end to the beatings and scoldings, when will it ever end? This woman is so arrogant, giving her a bit of face and she dares to open a dye shop. Since that's the case, I'll have you turn this guest room into a mess!

  Wang Zhen was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't immediately counterattack. He simply shifted his foot and retreated continuously, changing direction. He no longer cared about how Lei Ting attacked him from the front, and instead rapidly retreated to the back, wherever there were furniture or decorations, he would retreat towards them.

  In an instant, what was once a beautifully decorated and fragrant reception room was turned upside down.

  Wang Chan's thirteen taobao horizontal training was different from what the outside world had heard. Not only did he not move slowly due to physical reasons, but he was also light and agile, as fast as a monkey. With his terrifying physical strength, Lei Ting was at a loss for what to do, intentionally trying to destroy things. In an instant, all the furniture behind him, no matter how big or small, shattered into pieces. Sofas, tables, chairs, wall corners with flower vases, bookshelves, everything was reduced to splintered wood blocks.

  "If you don't stop, I'll have to fight back."

  The entire living room was in shambles, with not a single intact piece of furniture left. The floor was littered with splintered wood and shattered porcelain. Wang Chan saw Lei Ting across from him, her eyes seemingly unfocused, tightly following behind him as she continued to attack. Suddenly, he let out a low growl and shouted a warning.

  Then, Wang Chan Meng twisted his waist, turned around and took a half-turn with his body sideways to Lui Ting behind him. In an instant, all the muscles in his body were tense, his front and back legs formed a bow-and-arrow stance like riding a horseback, one of his right arms brushed forward with a swishing sound, drawing a semicircle in front of him, humming like a powerful spring, the next moment Wang Chan's arm had already shot out from the side of his body straight to the back.

  Wang Chan's move, retreating and then striking, turned simplicity into complexity. One arm was like a poisonous dragon emerging from a cave, suddenly turning its head and letting out a loud roar, just like a fierce tiger in the mountains, causing the entire hall to erupt in a chaotic clamor.

  It was a move in his gunplay that lured the enemy into close range, turning defeat into victory with the "Fierce Tiger's Reversal".

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