"You damned bastard! Let go of me!!" Guo Chuncheng endured the pain and used both hands to grab Zhang Bairen's crushing hand.
"Strength? Inadequate!" Zhang Bairen released his grip and kicked out suddenly, striking Guo Chuncheng in the chest.
Bang!
Guo Chuncheng flew backwards and landed directly in front of Guo Haihuang.
"Reaction time is unacceptable!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Bairen caught up with Guo Chuncheng.
A downward punch, shaped like the Chinese character "日" (sun), stopped right in front of Guo Chuncheng's face.
This frightened the young man so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Psychological resilience is inadequate!"
After Zhang Bairen finished speaking, he put his fist away.
"Get up. You are at risk of getting hurt next."
"My attack will become a hand chop, so I hope you are prepared to defend." Zhang Bairen took two steps back, waiting for Guo Chuncheng to get up and continue the fight.
Looking at his expressionless father, Guo Chuncheng, who had been arrogant, felt ashamed.
"Dad, he attacked me first!"
"Otherwise, otherwise I would never be in such a sorry state!" Guo Chuncheng retorted.
"You bastards! Get up right now and keep hitting me!!" Guo Haihuang ordered.
At this moment, Guo Chuncheng lost his arrogant and unruly attitude.
"Yes, Dad!" Guo Chuncheng quickly got up, clenched his fists, and prepared for battle.
"Are you ready? I'm about to attack!" Zhang Bairen asked.
"Damn it, you despicable villain who only knows how to ambush, watch how I defeat you!!" Guo Chuncheng roared, and then took the initiative to attack.
Zhang Bairen formed a knife with one palm, watching Guo Chuncheng get closer and closer.
In an instant, a slash was unleashed.
A bright glint appeared on Guo Haihuang's sunglasses.
His son was screaming in agony, bleeding profusely.
The clothes were slashed by a knife.
His chest was cut open with a hand chop.
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
Guo Haihuang's emotions instantly turned into extreme anger.
"Useless! Shut up!!"
"This is truly shameful! They've already shown mercy. How long are you going to keep yelling about this little scratch?!" Guo Haihuang roared angrily.
Upon hearing his father's voice, Guo Chuncheng calmed down.
The attack just now had terrified Guo Chuncheng.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have lost their composure and screamed loudly because of the pain and blood.
"It's just a superficial injury; it will heal in two days," Zhang Bairen said.
"Guo Haihuang, there's no need to get angry. Bailin Temple will take full responsibility for your son's injuries and ensure that no trace of them remains," Liu Haiwang assured him.
"Hmph, what a piece of trash!"
"I now seriously doubt whether my blood flows in his veins," Guo Haihuang replied angrily.
"Dad!" Guo Chuncheng called out, clutching his wound and looking aggrieved.
"Don't call me!" Guo Haihuang shouted sternly.
"Hehehe, Young Master Guo, come with me, let me treat your wounds first," Liu Haiwang said.
Guo Chuncheng looked at Guo Haihuang, but received no response.
Soon, Guo Chuncheng and Liu Haiwang left the place together.
Only Zhang Bairen and Guo Haihuang remained in the bamboo forest.
“Zhang Haiwang, your moves are very similar to those of one of my close friends, despite the age difference,” Guo Haihuang said.
“However, I know very well that although your situations are similar, they are completely different!” Guo Haihuang continued.
"Your hand knife is a genuine sword."
His thrusting hand and fist were merely special techniques similar to sword-drawing techniques. After Guo Haihuang finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Bairen.
"Guo Haihuang, you should know that in martial arts cultivation, the most important thing is the cultivation of faith."
In addition to the necessary conviction, my strikes also require careful listening!
Listen to the breath of all things, listen to the rhythm of all things.
"That's the key point!" Zhang Bairen explained.
"Please watch carefully, this is a slow-motion demonstration!" Zhang Bairen broke off a bamboo strip and then stripped off all the bamboo leaves.
In an instant, the bamboo strips transformed into bamboo swords.
"cut!"
The bamboo strip sliced through the air, striking the lush green bamboo beside him.
Click~
A smooth cut appeared on the green bamboo.
Then, the upper half of the bamboo slid off at the cut.
"Next, a rapid slash!"
It remains the same: faith plus listening. Faith that cuts off everything, listening to the breath of the bamboo!
This is—the Gale-Slaying Slash!
The bamboo strips blurred into afterimages, and the falling green bamboo, cut by the bamboo strips, turned into bamboo tubes of the same size.
A moment later, the sword light disappeared, and the bamboo tubes fell down, neatly piled on the ground.
"Incredible skill! Absolutely incredible skill!!" Guo Haihuang exclaimed, standing up from his wheelchair.
"This is neither the ultimate hardness nor the ultimate softness, but the ultimate slash!"
Zhang Bairen, Zhang Haiwang, you have already forged your own path! Guo Haihuang walked up to Zhang Bairen, his hands trembling.
Zhang Bairen dropped the bamboo strip and reached out to help Guo Haihuang.
"No need for help. I'm just too excited, not too old to stand," Guo Haihuang explained.
Zhang Bairen withdrew his hand and looked at the gaunt old man in front of him.
"I cannot understand your swordsmanship either."
"However, I can teach you some techniques." Guo Haihuang put his hands behind his back and walked up to Zhang Bairen.
"Please, Guo Haihuang, do not hesitate to offer your guidance!" Zhang Bairen clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and asked for instruction.
"You really trust me so much, this old man who's about to die?" Guo Haihuang asked with a smile.
"Guo Haihuang is joking. You are old but still vigorous and strong."
"In my opinion, you can live another hundred years!" Zhang Bairen flattered.
"Hehehe, I didn't expect that a young man who has comprehended such a swordsmanship would still be so humble and polite."
"This kind of temperament is truly rare!" Guo Haihuang exclaimed.
"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and honoring our predecessors are all fine virtues that China has inherited."
"I will certainly not forget these things," Zhang Bairen replied.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
I won't go on and on, lest the young people get annoyed.
"Come on, watch closely. This is the principle of boxing that I have mastered, and it is also the martial arts technique I am going to teach you." After Guo Haihuang finished speaking, he slowly swung his fist.
A layer of hazy purple mist covered Guo Haihuang's fist.
When his fist landed on the green bamboo.
It erupted instantly with a deafening roar.
Immediately afterwards, something different from the slashing attack occurred inside the bamboo forest.
Under the extremely domineering force of the punch, a small bamboo grove stretching for more than ten meters was instantly shattered into fragments amidst the explosion.
"Dissipate energy, attack!"
This is the technique for dissipating force!
Only through ultimate relaxation can one unleash ultimate power.
"The human body is amazing, isn't it!?"
Guo Haihuang asked.
"Even an old man like me can unleash such incredible power."
"This embodies the principles of boxing, and it is also my martial arts philosophy!" Guo Haihuang explained.
Zhang Bairen looked at the bamboo forest in front of him, and his expression was also shocked.
"Incredible! I could do that kind of destructive power too, but it would never be this easy!!" Zhang Bairen muttered to himself.
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