The emergence of the term "Cun Jin" has sparked a heated discussion!
Some people thought of Wing Chun first, and some people began to study the secrets of Wing Chun!
But no one can really stand up and explain the reason behind this!
Until an internet blogger who had practiced ancient martial arts since childhood stood up.
Just with this one sentence, everyone fell into deep thought!
"To put it simply, the way Inch Power is used is equivalent to Hidden Power. As for Hidden Power, to put it simply, you train your muscles, while Hidden Power trains your bones, and the power comes from the inside out."
In a huge banquet hall in the hotel, Xia Tian and the little white tiger became the protagonists of today!
Almost all the celebrities in Beijing came to the scene, and at this time there was a large group of people sitting around the old man and Xia Weiting, complimenting them!
Stepmother Xu Shu was also laughing and chatting with the group of big stars.
Only Xia Tian, the protagonist of the party, sat in a small corner with his family, savoring the red wine in his hand.
"Honey, is what this person said right?" Little White Tiger handed the phone to Xia Tian.
After Xia Tian took a look, a hint of imperceptible surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Don't be surprised, what you understand, others also understand," said Mr. Guan with a kind smile.
"It seems there are still experts there," Xia Tian smiled.
"Is he right?" asked the little white tiger in surprise.
Xia Tian nodded and said, "It's roughly the same idea. I can't describe it in detail, but it's just that the way of exerting force is a little different."
"Yes, it's different," Song Fusheng stuttered with a look of certainty.
"Do you have any experience in this life?" Old Guan smiled.
Song Fusheng nodded excitedly, then picked up an empty wine bottle and placed it on the table.
"The way of exerting force that Master talked about is like hitting this wine bottle that is not fixed in place."
"If you use ordinary force, you will knock him away, but you won't break him."
"What about you?" Yu Miaomiao asked.
"If you hit the wine bottle hard, it will break but not fly away," said Song Fusheng.
"Why do you keep stammering? Why don't you just perform it directly?" Ahua snatched the steak from Song Fusheng's hand and shouted.
"Isn't it bad? Such a high-end place." Song Fusheng looked at Xia Tian in embarrassment.
Xia Tian didn't say anything when he saw this, but the little white tiger in his arms was the first to respond, "It's okay, if it breaks, my master's wife will take care of it."
After getting the approval from the highest commander in the family, Song Fusheng quickly stood up.
"Well, well, well, I'll show you my skills." He was about to dismiss everyone and show off his skills.
In the venue, the sudden bustle on Xia Tian's side attracted everyone's attention.
As the old man stood up and walked over curiously, the rest of the people followed.
I found that there were more and more people around me, and I was well aware of the identities and status of this group of people.
Song Fusheng, who had never seen such a scene before, became nervous.
Xia Tian was the first to notice that something was wrong with him, and finally coughed loudly.
"It's just a wine bottle, is it that difficult? Hurry up."
Xia Tian’s shouting seemed like an impatient urging, but in fact it was reminding Song Fusheng that “it’s okay, just do it.”
With the support of his master, Song Fusheng calmed himself down and tried his hand at the wine bottle twice.
Then, without any warning, he suddenly slapped her.
After a bang, the wine bottle exploded on the spot, and fortunately there was no one in the direction where the fragments flew.
If there really was someone there, given the flying speed and density of these fragments, that person would have been tortured to death.
Looking at his awesome masterpiece of Klas, Song Fusheng's face was filled with pride.
But before he could gather his superior aura, Yu Miaomiao's disdainful voice rang out.
"That's it? What's so special about it?"
Ling Ling on the side pushed Yu Miaomiao and said, "Miaomiao, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is very rare."
Yu Miaomiao looked dissatisfied and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
As Yu Miaomiao's questioning voice fell, some people in the crowd also made strange noises.
Xia Tian, who saw everything, glared at Yu Miaomiao fiercely.
Then he walked towards Song Fusheng, picked up another bottle of wine and placed it on the table.
"When you exert force normally, the power is scattered and you can't hit a single point at all."
"And the hidden force is used to hit you with all the forces you have ever seen."
As he said that, Xia Tian looked at the fifth brother and said, "Fifth brother, try it!"
Seeing this, the fifth brother curled his lips and said, "Want to use me as a negative example? I won't do it."
Hearing this, Xia Tian rolled his eyes in frustration.
"I'm coming!" a man in the crowd shouted.
Xia Tian knew this guy, Tang Jie! A Kung Fu superstar, he was said to have actually practiced Kung Fu, but Xia Tian had no idea if that was true.
Seeing him walking straight up, Xia Tian nodded and made way.
"Xiaotian, I don't understand ancient martial arts, but I feel as long as the speed is fast enough and the strength is strong enough, I can do it," said Tang Jie.
Xia Tian nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, but actually being fast enough is just a matter of applying a skill."
Tang Jie was stunned when Xia Tian said this. After thinking about it carefully, he actually nodded in agreement and said, "That makes sense!"
Seeing this, Xia Tian smiled and couldn't help but admire in his heart, "It seems like he really practiced it, he got it right so quickly."
Compared with Song Fusheng before, Tang Jie did not dare to slack off. He gathered all his strength and punched forward.
Although he understood the principles, he also controlled the speed and strength of his punches very well.
But unfortunately, the wine bottle did not break. Instead, it was knocked several meters away by his punch and hit the pillar, then it broke under the weight.
After comparing before and after, the people present finally understood that Song Fusheng's move just now was really not simple.
Soon someone asked, "Xiaotian, was the last kick today also delivered in this way?"
Xia Tian smiled slightly and said, "It's about the same, a little more powerful than this."
"Even more powerful?" everyone exclaimed in surprise.
"The principle is the same, but it's more focused and faster," Xia Tian said, taking another bottle of wine and placing it on the table.
Before anyone could react, Xia Tian simply swung his hand and chopped the mouth of the wine bottle.
Then, the whole audience was silent.
Because they saw an incredible scene.
The wine bottle didn't move or break, it was still there.
However, the long and thin part at the mouth of the bottle seemed to have been cut by something, leaving a smooth cut.
The bottle mouth had already flown a long way and landed on the carpet.
"Oh my god..." The first to recover from the shock were Ahua and his three disciples.
Gu Chenyang hurriedly ran to a distance, picked up the bottle mouth and began to observe it.
"Master, you are too perverted. No wonder you broke Murakami's calf with one kick." Gu Chenyang muttered as he walked back.
Back in the field, Gu Chenyang placed the bottle mouth next to the bottle.
Then the crowd rushed forward, stunned, surprised, and excited, and actually squeezed the protagonist Xia Tian out.
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