Wang Chao stared obsessively at Tang Zichen in front of him, this sister who haunted him and changed his life's destiny.
"Sister, you haven't changed at all, you are still the same as before." Wang Chao's eyes looked at Tang Zichen's eyes, and his heart was filled with a feeling called happiness. At this moment, he has completely become a young boy, There is no longer any temperament of a martial arts master.
He hesitated and stretched out his hand, then retracted it. After several times of eagerness to try, Wang Chao finally stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Tang Zichen's hands, as if he had grasped the happiness of his life, and would never let go up.
Tang Zichen didn't dodge either, and let Wang Chao hold her tightly. The expression on her face didn't change, but her eyes were like a cloud of smoke, silently looking at Wang Chao, just like she used to look at the younger brother who taught her carefully.
Tang Zichen's hands were still as soft, delicate, and lubricated as before, and there was a faint fragrance as soon as he held them. Wang Chao only felt that he was ecstatic.
"Being able to hold my sister's hand, at this moment, even if I die, I don't have any regrets. I really want to just hold it forever and never let go."
There is always such a thought in Wang Chao's mind. He feels that this moment is the happiest and happiest time in his life.
What victory in the arena, what hundreds of millions of money, what major general rank, what martial arts progress and growth, all these achievements and joys, passions, are not one ten thousandth of what they are at this moment.
The moment I hold my sister's hand again is eternity.
"Little brother, you've grown up." With a movement of Tang Zichen's wrist, his hand was pulled out of Wang Chao's.
Wang Chao also moved his hand, and chased after him, subconsciously not letting Tang Zichen out of his control, but Tang Zichen gently pushed to block it, and shook his head.
"Little brother, I shouldn't have met you, and made you make a difficult choice." Tang Zichen cupped Wang Chao's face with his hands.
Wang Chao's face is not the same as before, no longer the weak and introverted boy, behind this face hides many life-and-death struggles, training and growth.
"Sister, if I hadn't met you, I would have been an ordinary person to death. How could life have so many brilliance?" Wang Chao stretched out his hand again and grabbed Tang Zichen's hand.
Tang Zichen smiled, and suddenly turned his arms over again, his pores puffed up, piercing like ten thousand steel needles.
Wang Chao's heart moved, he twisted his waist, raised his foot and stepped on it lightly, the ground moved, his arms were slightly bent inward to catch, the tiger's mouth was round and smooth. At the same time, his hand holding Tang Zichen suddenly turned red, and a slight white mist steamed out with heat.
This is the strength he used to resist Tang Zichen with his dark energy at the same time. Wang Chao's boxing style exploded from soft to rigid, and when it exploded, it was as fierce as a burning cannon. When the strength in his hand was exerted, the sweat directly evaporated into gas, instead of attacking the general The master secreted it directly.
Tang Zichen retracted as soon as he sent it secretly, his hands were as soft as loaches, and he used the frame of the flower hidden at the bottom of the leaf in the eight-diagram palm, and slipped out of Wang Chao's hand in an instant. poke to the waist.
Wang Chao squeezed his arms, quickly stopped, stepped down and hit Tang Zichen's fingers lightly.
"Little brother, your martial arts has really almost reached the peak of strength, sister, I can no longer toss you so casually like a few years ago."
Tang Zichen took it back immediately after a miss, and Wang Chao also stepped forward to concentrate. The siblings seem to have returned to the days when they tried to teach and practice kung fu.
This brought back memories of that year in Wang Chao's heart.
"Actually, I shouldn't have come to see my sister. But I couldn't help it after all. In fact, it has nothing to do with you, sister. It's my own choice."
Hearing Tang Zichen's evaluation of his martial arts, Wang Chao felt that even outsiders praised him, respected him, gave him the title of invincible, and gave him the status of an immortal, which was not as good as Tang Zichen's casual praise.
Wang Chao had known for a long time that half of his status in the country and his promotion in the organization was because he was indeed a talent, with outstanding skills and great influence, but more half was because of Tang Zichen.
His martial arts has been practiced to a level that is unimaginable, life-and-death trials time after time have also raised his sensitivity and perception to the peak, calm as water, a young master, he can do whatever he wants without breaking the rules.
Ever since his kung fu became so advanced and he fought with the "Little Martial God" Zhou Binglin, Wang Chao reflected on his own shortcomings, and also pondered Zhou Binglin's Sunmen Tai Chi behavior to maintain peak physical strength. In the following days, whether it was eating or sleeping , the work and rest in life are round everywhere, empty but not full. Gradually, his spirit is restrained, his sharpness is round, his temperament is hidden, and he has stepped into the realm described in "Bagua Boxing" of "swallowing a golden pill into the belly".
In such a state, he is clever and clever, and no one can make mistakes. He has a clear understanding of life, and he naturally understands that he is an important clue in the organization to grasp Tang Zichen's whereabouts.
When I see Tang Zichen again, it will be the day when I will fully apportion to my superiors.
The rank of major general among them is nothing more than an extra shackle. And those assets and status are the same.
"My sister's identity is really too mysterious. For such a clue as me, the higher authorities have spent so much effort to train me."
Wang Chao's sensitivity has reached an unbelievable level. When he saw Cui Changbai and Miyagi Liangtian being injured by gangsters on the plane, he immediately knew that Tang Zichen had arrived in Korea, so when he got off the plane and went to the hotel, he couldn't wait to go out alone. Calm down your mind, relying on this subtle sensitivity in your heart, you finally saw Tang Zichen.
Tang Zichen did not notify him, nor did he contact him. He found it himself.
This is actually a test for him. If his boxing practice has not reached the level of being sensitive to the subtleties of life and mastering the spirit, then he is not qualified to meet Tang Zichen at all. It is also impossible to cope with the series of things that will happen after the two meet.
"Sister Chen, I have fought against many boxers at home and abroad over the years, and I have also seen a lot of boxing techniques. I have faced life and death many times, but luckily I have never lost."
Wang Chao couldn't wait to talk about his own experience, starting from the Wing Chun competition with Zhang Wei, then with Ye Xuan, then with Liao Junhua, Dai Jun, and Chen Aiyang to learn Pegasus Treading Swallow, and Cheng Shanming's martial arts competition, with dragon and snake overturning Lang seized the upper hand, and finally became friends, and got the secret of practicing kung fu under the sea from him.
Later, he killed Duan Guochao, competed with many masters in the capital, tore off Zhou Binglin's arm, and finally competed with Ruan Hongxiu in public.
The battle after battle, from Wang Chao's mouth, is vividly displayed in front of his eyes. These fights are all deeply memorable, and Wang Chao is like a child, sharing them with his sister who misses him deeply.
"You all go back." Tang Zichen listened, expressing his opinion from time to time, pointing out where Wang Chao's boxing skills were immature, and then gave orders to the girls next to him.
"But, Sister Chen, your safety." A leading girl said.
"It's you who are not safe here. Is there anything in this world that can hurt me and my little brother?" Tang Zichen smiled and waved his hands. These girls were also surprised by Wang Chao's skill just now, and immediately They spread out quickly, and disappeared quickly in all directions.
"If you don't experience life and death, if you don't linger on the edge of life and death again and again, you won't be able to practice kung fu. Brother, you have these years of experience, which have really laid the foundation for your growth. I originally only wanted you to be safe, it seems Now it's wishful thinking."
Tang Zichen and Wang Chao sat down on stone benches in the woods by the river.
The two of them seemed to be talking to each other like ordinary men and women. Who would have thought that these two are both masters of martial arts? A character with many lives on his hands.
"Little brother, from bright energy to dark energy is a barrier, how did you break through?" Tang Zichen suddenly asked the key point.
As Wang Chao recalled, Mr. Li's figure flashed in his mind, and he told about his experience of walking on foot for a year.
"Heart and intention, intention and qi, qi and strength." Tang Zichen nodded, looking to the sky: "The experience of Mr. Li's group is indeed worthy of 'the dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow' These eight characters are a group of real dragons. It's a pity that their descendants no longer have their sharp minions and disdainful temperament."
"The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow." Wang Chao carefully chewed the eight characters from the "Book of Changes", and suddenly felt that Tang Zichen's words really hit the nail on the head, telling the experience of the group of people in Mr. Li's era to the fullest , is such a vigorous, invincible artistic conception.
Thinking about the scene where Wang Ziwen went to see the old man in a big car or a famous brand car in the Beijing Military Region three years ago, Wang Chao also felt that he really did not have the sharp minions and disdainful temperament like a real dragon. On the contrary, it has the femininity of a snake.
Killing Duan Guochao's internal fighting, and Shaolin's containment, and fighting in Hong Kong by himself, Cao Yi and the others took the opportunity to make a lot of money. Etc., etc.
"Hey, national art, national art, strong country and strong species, only when the species is strong, can it be truly strong. If the species is not strong, no matter how strong the country is, it will be a flash in the pan." Tang Zichen seemed to suddenly arouse his thoughts, "In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, comprehensive The national power is strong, number one in the world, but if it is not strong, it will quickly decline. It was then that the national art really emerged."
"Sister Chen, they are here." Wang Chao's ears twitched.
"Hey! They are your colleagues after all, let's talk first." Tang Zichen stood up.