Qi Feng practiced swordsmanship, but he transformed the sword techniques into finger techniques, creating his own unique style, which he named Qi Feng Finger.
When Grandpa Yunhua mentioned this point, he used an internet slang term.
"I have never seen such a shameless person."
Naming a move after oneself is, in the eyes of some, a shameless act.
However, Master Yun recognized Master Qi Feng's finger technique. He said that Master Qi Feng's finger technique had transcended the sword technique he had practiced. He could see that the era had too many restrictions on cold weapons, and he decisively modified his own technique. This courage and open-mindedness are not something that normal people can possess.
"Hold no mercy, attack with all your might, let me see your full strength so I can see your problems. Uh... use your fists with all your might, not throwing knives."
Even Qi Feng was very wary of throwing knives.
Throwing knives are truly an unreasonable weapon, and even a master like Chen Yang wouldn't dare claim he could dodge or knock them down. His body isn't as strong as Xiang Mo's; if Chen Yang uses a throwing knife, he might be caught off guard and suffer an unexpected defeat.
"Alright, I will definitely use my full strength." Chen Yang said this, but in his heart he was complaining. If he used his full strength, Qi Feng would probably collapse within a minute. He was someone who could withstand the combined strength of two peerless masters, Grandpa Yun and Master Chanshan.
Qi Feng, mindful of his status, naturally wouldn't attack first, so Chen Yang wisely launched the attack first.
Qi Feng immediately saw through his attack pattern and easily dodged Chen Yang's attack.
Qi Feng smiled, having spotted the weakness in Chen Yang's attack, and pointed a finger at Chen Yang's arm.
As someone who practices finger techniques, he has a very thorough understanding of acupoints. He knows the distribution of all acupoints in the human body and what effects will be produced by pressing certain acupoints.
This finger strike will numb Chen Yang's arm for at least an hour, without harming Chen Yang or affecting the upcoming match. Qi Feng is quite sensible.
However, his smile quickly became somewhat stiff, and Chen Yang also looked strange.
Qi Feng's smile was stiff because he discovered that Chen Yang's arm was not stiff at all and moved freely, unlike what he had expected.
Chen Yang, on the other hand, didn't know what the correct reaction should be.
He could guess that Qi Feng's finger gesture was definitely purposeful, judging from Qi Feng's confident expression.
Moreover, Qi Feng's movements were incredibly fast and seamless; Chen Yang felt as if his arm was being met by Qi Feng. There was no way to dodge; Qi Feng directly struck his arm.
However……
It's no use, it's completely useless. I just feel a slight numbness in my arm. But it's only a slight numbness, and it goes away in about a second.
Chen Yang knew that this must be due to the effects of his Extreme Physique. The Extreme Physique had transformed his body from the inside out, not only his muscles, but also his internal organs, including his heart and lung capacity and hematopoietic ability, making them incomparably powerful. Otherwise, such power would be unbearable for a normal human body.
Therefore, Qi Feng's finger, which was supposed to numb Chen Yang's hand for an hour, was completely ineffective.
Chen Yang could control his strength, but he couldn't reduce his physical abilities. He didn't know whether Qi Feng's finger strike would cause him pain, numbness, or render him powerless, or cause him pain when he moved.
He didn't know what kind of reaction would be appropriate to counter Qi Feng's finger strike, so he could only stand there and not react.
Qi Feng, with his sharp eyes, immediately realized that Chen Yang's arm had not gone into a state of paralysis.
"Um, senior, I am ashamed of my inferiority. Thank you for showing mercy. You must have done so for the sake of today's competition," Chen Yang said.
Qi Feng immediately came to his senses, coughed lightly, and said, "That's right, sparring is sparring, but it can't affect the game. Come on, let me tell you about your offensive problems."
Chen Yang listened attentively to Qi Feng's explanation of the problems in his offensive movements. Although that awkward finger strike hadn't worked on him, Qi Feng's experience and technique far surpassed his own, easily dodging his attacks. It was just like his own battles with Grandpa Yun and Master Chanshan—he was completely outmatched in skill. There was no comparison.
After listening to Qi Feng's instructions, Chen Yang performed Xingyi Quan again for Qi Feng to see.
"Not bad, very good. You have grasped the essence of your fist technique and have not been bound by Old Man Yun. You have forged your own path. Not bad, truly not bad."
After watching Chen Yang's boxing technique, Qi Feng repeatedly praised it, saying that he really thought Chen Yang's boxing technique was very good.
"Old Man Yun said you've only practiced boxing for five years. It seems you really are a peerless genius. I really envy that old man; he's almost kicking the bucket and still has such a good disciple," Yun Feng said.
Chen Yang was taken aback. It seemed that the old man's version of events was different from what he had told others. After all, including the time in the micro-realm, Chen Yang had been cultivating for almost four years. To have achieved such results, he could be considered a freak.
However, in reality, only two years have passed. If you tell others that it has been two years, it's not a matter of being a freak or not, but rather that no one will believe you. They will definitely suspect that Grandpa Yun is bragging and lying about the time.
Chen Yang's speed in mastering Xingyi Quan was absolutely unprecedented, but such anomalies are not uncommon in the history of Chinese martial arts. Chinese martial arts have a long and rich history, spanning thousands of years, and have produced their share of oddities.
After discussing for a while, Chen Yang and Qi Feng prepared to go to the competition.
There are four matches today: two semi-finals, then the two eliminated semi-finalists will play another match to determine the third-place winner, and finally the championship match will be held, with the winner taking the title and the loser taking the runner-up position.
The competition will conclude in the morning, followed by an awards ceremony and speeches, and then a small banquet. After that, the martial arts tournament will come to a successful close.
Four people made it to the finals: Chen Yang, Sha Rong, Xiao Lin, and a soldier. The soldier made it to the finals with a set of military boxing that had been studied and strengthened by several experts, which was very impressive.
The match order for today was arranged yesterday: Xiao Lin will face the soldier, while Chen Yang will play against Sha Rong.
He and Sha Rong had a bit of a grudge. He first refused Sha Rong's invitation, and later he snatched his senior brother Wang Feng's name tag in front of Sha Rong, which was a slap in the face for Sha Rong.
When the two meet in the ring, it is destined to be a fierce battle.
Although most people are optimistic about the sand fig.
Chen Yang's strength has been proven, and no one will underestimate him. However, his trump card of throwing knives has been exposed, and in front of a prodigy like Sha Rong, revealing one's trump card is a very unwise thing to do.
"His talent is no less than Sha Rong's and Xiao Lin's, but unfortunately he's a generation behind. If he had a few more years, he might have been able to compete with Sha Rong." This was a sigh of regret from a senior judge sitting on the panel, and it was also the sentiment of many people.
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