Chen Yang's punching speed gradually slowed down, but Sha Rong felt that Chen Yang was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with. His attacks were becoming more and more unpredictable and varied.
Chen Yang's style hasn't changed, it's just become more mature.
This made Sha Rong even more suspicious of his guess; it seemed that Chen Yang really was using him as a sparring partner.
Although Sha Rong didn't believe such a thing could happen, he couldn't suppress his inner thoughts, which made him very angry.
"No matter what, even if it's true, I'm still stronger than him."
Sha Rong thought to herself.
He decided to end the battle quickly and change his offensive strategy.
His movements became even more domineering; although it was Tai Chi, it carried an air of power, with wide and sweeping motions.
Tai Chi Chuan originally took the Tai Chi and Yin-Yang dialectical concepts from traditional Chinese Confucian and Taoist philosophy as its core ideas. It integrates multiple functions such as cultivating temperament, strengthening the body, and combat skills. It combines the changes of Yin-Yang and Five Elements in the Book of Changes, the meridian theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and ancient guiding and breathing techniques to form a traditional Chinese martial art that cultivates both internal and external strength, and is gentle, slow, light, and combines softness and strength.
In Sha Rong's hands, however, a different artistic conception was created, but it was clearly Tai Chi. The feeling of combining softness and strength was still there, but it also had a domineering aura.
This is Sha Rong's Tai Chi. He has already forged his own path and made significant achievements along it. If he can solidify his own Tai Chi style, he will be worthy of being called a grandmaster.
Grandpa Yun said that he and Xiaolin were prodigies, the kind of people who would definitely be stronger than Grandpa Yun in the future.
At such a young age, he is already close to being a grandmaster.
There aren't many who can be called grandmasters. There are only so many in the whole of China. China is considered good. Most other countries can't find a single person who can be called a grandmaster. Only some countries with a tradition of martial arts have grandmasters.
Martial arts are universal; all people in the world share the same Chinese Kung Fu. However, Kung Fu is just a general term for martial arts. Many countries have their own fighting techniques throughout history, which are also forms of martial arts.
Sha Rong is undoubtedly a prodigy.
Both he and Xiaolin were born seven or eight years earlier than Grandpa Yun and had already forged their own paths. How many seven or eight years does one have in a lifetime? This difference is already quite significant.
With Grandpa Yun already becoming a grandmaster, Sha Rong and Xiao Lin will only become stronger.
However, Grandpa Yun has made a breakthrough this time and may be able to go even further. At his age, this is already a very rare achievement.
Chen Yang's eyes lit up when he sensed a change in Roadhog's attack.
Sha Rong's attack became more decisive; he abandoned many defensive moves and focused all his efforts on attacking Chen Yang.
Chen Yang felt that his attack rhythm was about to be interrupted by Sha Rong, and the power in his fists seemed to sink into nothingness.
If his attack rhythm is disrupted, then he can only defend.
Sha Rong perfectly exemplified the adage that offense is the best defense. His attacks were inherently defensive, often effortlessly neutralizing the force of Chen Yang's attacks while simultaneously launching his own.
This requires extremely rich experience and accurate judgment.
Sha Rong's attacks were relentless and perfectly timed, with each strike hitting the mark precisely.
He was angry, but he hadn't lost his mind at all. On the contrary, anger made him stronger; Sha Rong wasn't suited to impulsive people.
Chen Yang ultimately failed to maintain his offensive momentum amidst such a perfect attack and was forced into a defensive posture.
Seeing that Chen Yang had entered a defensive stance, Sha Rong smiled slightly and increased her attack speed.
However, Chen Yang was like a cunning monkey, constantly dodging and defending, and Sha Rong's several hits did not cause any damage to Chen Yang.
Furthermore, Sha Rong felt that Chen Yang's strength seemed to have increased a bit; he could feel it when Chen Yang blocked his attack.
That feeling of being right up against Chen Yang but unable to win resurfaced, as if urging him to try harder. Sha Rong felt so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.
During the attack, Sha Rong hit the target many times, but Chen Yang only frowned each time without showing any significant reaction. Moreover, Sha Rong always felt that Chen Yang would even delay frowning for a moment, as if he were doing it for him.
The two continued their struggle, and the situation was surprisingly stable. Sha Rong seemed unable to defeat Chen Yang, while Chen Yang, although at a disadvantage, was not going to lose anytime soon.
This battle has become the longest in the entire martial arts tournament, and it is still ongoing.
"How long do you think Chen Yang can hold out?"
"Five minutes at most."
“You said the same thing five minutes ago.”
"It's different. They had plenty of energy and strength just now, but so much time has passed. If they hold out for too long, they will surely lose. Just wait and see."
The audience below the stage were discussing it, and it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Chen Yang was the one who was being beaten.
Five minutes later... the man looked awkwardly at Chen Yang, who still showed no signs of fatigue on the stage.
"Did this guy take performance-enhancing drugs?"
"How could that be? This isn't a sporting competition. Doping would affect martial arts performance, and the defensive vulnerabilities should have appeared long ago."
"I don't believe he can last another five minutes."
Five more minutes passed...
Chen Yang still had plenty of energy, while Sha Rong, who had been maintaining a high-intensity attack, was showing signs of fatigue and his offensive pace slowed down slightly.
It's already quite remarkable that he was able to withstand this level of attack for so long.
Unfortunately, he was facing Chen Yang, a man who could run at full speed for hours without needing to rest, possessing extraordinary stamina.
Sha Rong didn't know why Chen Yang had such strong stamina, but he didn't consider the possibility of doping.
However, he knew that if this continued, he would be dragged to exhaustion and then defeated.
Should we slow down the offensive and take a break?
He couldn't help but think.
Once he had this thought, he was no longer able to maintain such a high intensity of attack, and his movements became noticeably slower.
But as soon as he slowed down, Chen Yang attacked immediately, forcing him to continue fighting with all his might.
Sha Rong didn't want to be put on the defensive, so he had to put on his best effort, suppress his fatigue, and launch an even more frantic attack, even losing some of his strategy, all in order to defeat Chen Yang in the shortest possible time.
Chen Yang, however, quietly increased his strength, slowly looking for opportunities to attack while maintaining a defensive posture.
Sha Rong was shocked to discover that Chen Yang seemed to be getting stronger, growing stronger in such a frenzied battle.
"No, it's my imagination. I'm just too tired and lack energy. It's not that he's getting stronger." Sha Rong said to herself in her heart, while cursing Chen Yang inwardly. He was simply an animal, never seemed to get tired.
And so they played for another five minutes, and then another five minutes.
The audience, while filled with admiration, also began to get bored.
Li Su'er secretly ate a bag of potato chips, and Ye Wu shamelessly came over and begged for some as well.
There is no time limit for the martial arts tournament, because the arena is only so big. As long as neither of them is slacking off, they will eventually have a head-on battle.
It's not like boxing, where you go back and forth and have time to rest and adjust. They've been fighting on stage for over forty minutes, and they can still keep going. That's really amazing.
Li Su'er was eating potato chips when she suddenly heard a loud bang from the stage.
She looked up. Sha Rong was lying stiffly on the ground, pale as a ghost, her limbs twitching.
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