Yang Tailai has lived for most of his life and has seen many martial arts geniuses.

He himself was also once hailed as a genius.

But today, he felt so depressed and frustrated.

Tang Xiaobao's learning ability was so strong that it completely exceeded his imagination and cognition.

He only performed all the martial arts once, but Tang Xiaobao actually learned them all.

This is not just a simple learning, but a real mastery, even the essence is fully grasped.

After two hundred moves, Yang Tailai had been hit by two palms.

There was no way. His internal energy was too depleted and he could not resist Tang Xiaobao's attack at all.

He was very familiar with the moves, but he couldn't keep up with the movements and strength, so he couldn't win the fight.

But Tang Xiaobao was so excited about fighting that he couldn't stop at all.

The fight was so exhilarating.

"Be careful."

Tang Xiaobao used three consecutive moves.

Bang bang bang!

Two palms and one punch hit Yang Tailai's chest.

Although he recovered most of his internal energy at the critical moment, Yang Tailai was already at the end of his strength and flew out.

Bang!

He hit the engine of the taxi so hard that the hood was severely deformed.

Yang Tailai slipped to the ground and struggled to stand up. Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was completely dying and his breath was weak.

Tang Xiaobao was dumbfounded.

He didn't know what to do.

Should Yang Tailai die?

It's what you deserve.

This is also the liberation he seeks.

But Tang Xiaobao did not feel happy at all, but deeply sad instead.

Such a martial arts master died just like that.

What a pity.

This is a loss to the martial arts world, a serious loss.

But there was nothing he could do.

Yang Tailai seemed to see Tang Xiaobao's conflicting mood. He laughed, and he had never laughed so happily before.

"Thank you."

"You are not a bad person at heart."

Tang Xiaobao sighed.

“If you make a mistake, there’s no turning back.”

Yang Tailai said weakly.

"I can keep you alive."

Tang Xiaobao took a breath and finally spoke.

Yang Tailai was stunned: "Don't you want to kill me?"

"I was thinking about it just now, but I don't think about it now."

"But I want to die. You are the best doctor in China. I believe you have the ability to save me, but my heart is already dead. There is no point in living anymore. Besides, this is really my relief. This is already the best outcome."

Yang Tailai was full of gratitude: "Besides, it's great to be able to meet a martial arts genius before I die."

"If you don't die, you can still atone for your sins. The old you will die, and the new you will no longer be you. You will be a brand new you. Your Tai Chi sect is declining, but as long as you live, there is hope for its revitalization."

Tang Xiaobao actually started to persuade Yang Tailai.

But the more he did this, the less likely Yang Tailai would agree.

"Thank you, but I refuse."

"All right."

Tang Xiaobao sighed: "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them."

This is the only thing he can do now. After all, Yang Tailai has taught him.

Although he may not be able to use these Tai Chi martial arts.

But this is a fact and cannot be denied.

Yang Tailai's eyes suddenly flashed: "Really?"

"certainly."

Tang Xiaobao said solemnly.

Yang Tai said, "Okay, I hope you can pass on what I have learned throughout my life, so that Tai Chi can have a place in the martial arts world. This can be considered as an explanation to my master."

"Okay, I promise."

Tang Xiaobao nodded without any hesitation.

"Thanks."

"You are welcome."

Yang Tailai spat out another mouthful of blood.

Tang Xiaobao subconsciously rushed forward.

Yang Tailai waved at him and said, "Today, I am very happy."

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes and his body slowly slid down.

Tang Xiaobao looked at Yang Tailai's body silently.

The latter was completely breathless.

Life is gone.

He broke his own heart.

They took Yang Tailai's body to a nearby mountain and found a place with good feng shui. Tang Xiaobao dug a big pit with his bare hands, buried Yang Tailai's body, and set up a spirit tablet.

He stood in front of the grave for a long time before leaving.

When I got back to the company, it was already lunch time.

Chen Mengyao had takeout delivered and had dinner with Tang Xiaobao.

"What's wrong? You seem to be worried?"

Chen Mengyao asked with concern.

Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "It's okay. By the way, is Taoist Long Yun here?"

"Yes, he was still here during the meeting this morning."

"Okay, I won't eat anymore. I have something to talk to him about."

Tang Xiaobao pushed the door open and left.

Chen Mengyao frowned slightly and looked at his back in confusion.

Taoist Master Long Yun was indeed in the company. After hearing Tang Xiaobao's instructions, he was a little confused.

"You want to accept a disciple from Tai Chi Sect?"

"Yes, you should find a Tai Chi disciple with good character and solid foundation." Tang Xiaobao said.

Taoist Long Yun frowned and said, "To be honest, Taiji Sect is now in decline. Even some of its disciples are not doing very well. Isn't it difficult to find someone with good talent within the martial arts world?"

"No, he must be from Taiji Sect, and preferably someone who is particularly passionate about his sect and is dedicated to it."

Taoist Long Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Okay."

"If you find one, let him become Wanru's disciple."

After Tang Xiaobao gave the order, he went straight to find Wanru without caring how confused Taoist Long Yun was.

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