
The Great Hall of Qingyun.
Hearing that the sect master had decided to personally present the Eight Extreme Palms in front of the entire sect disciples.
The entire hall instantly churned with enormous sound waves.
Not to mention the disciples from the peak of martial arts training and the disciples from the service hall, even the six elders were extremely excited when they heard the news.
Zhang Lingren personally demonstrated the martial arts technique, which was created by the sect master himself.
It was truly a rare sight even in a hundred years!
This sentence is not excessive at all. From 70 to 80 years ago, Zhang Lingren no longer took care of the affairs of the sect. The sect's primary responsibility had been transferred to first elder Song Xiuwen.
As for the matters related to cultivation guidance, aside from Zhang Lingren's first four disciples receiving guidance from him, the remaining disciples were all under the guidance of the second and fourth elders, respectively, Yu Yang and Yu Haoming.
Therefore, to Mo Hong and the other disciples, not only did they view Yu Yang and Yu Haoming as their senior brothers, but they also respected them as a master.
Today, the Qingyun sect master, Zhang Lingren, would personally demonstrate martial arts techniques and pass them on to everyone. Naturally, everyone was very excited.
Everyone looked at the teenager in the Qingyun Hall with a grateful expression.
If not for Victor, they would probably never have been able to watch Zhang Lingren personally teach martial arts skills all their lives.
Zhang Lingren raised his hand. The originally crowded hall instantly became silent, leaving only a quick breath audible.
“The eight Extreme Palms of mine are different from ordinary martial arts skills. It focuses on a combination of motion and silence, intertwined with each other.”
Zhang Lingren slowly walked to the center of the square in the Great Hall of Qingyun. He lowered his hand, bent his fingers slightly, and stretched his legs parallel to each other.
Then, he slowly raised his hand to the front of his chest, formed a semicircle with his left arm and stretched out his right palm. He said, "This is the starting stance of the Eight Extreme Palms."
Furthermore, Zhang Lingren's body started to move.
One after another a continuous movement was inferred, flowing like water, interconnected with each other endlessly.
Yu Haoming and the others did not dare to blink, afraid that they would lose any movement.
In everyone's perception, Zhang Lingren's hands were sometimes as heavy as mountains, sometimes as light as feathers; fast yet slow.
Zhang Lingren's hands formed a circle. It seemed like he had combined several types of energy into one.
About 15 minutes later.
Zhang Lingren's hand drooped naturally. He returned to the starting position of the movement.
Even though Zhang Lingren was already in old age, he was even more spiritually energetic after completing the palm technique.
“The characteristics of this palm technique can be summarized by the phrase – coexistence of fantasy and reality. As long as you can understand the nature of this technique, you will be able to understand the essence of this palm technique!
Song Xiuwen and the other elders thought hard at the side.
Zhang Lingren had only done it once. Many people had gained a good understanding of this palm technique, but they were unable to form a clear result. Now, they could only memorize to experience it slowly in the future.
Compared to the others, Yu Haoming had obtained more. He had basically learned all the moves, but there were still some details that needed to be refined. Otherwise, it would not be smooth if he used it.
As for this palm technique, the basic requirement was smooth and connected. If not linked together, his strength would be reduced by half.
Zhang Lingren looked at the puzzled expression on Yu Yang's face and asked, "How much do you know?"
Yu Yang quickly replied, “I'm a fool. I only understand 40%, but I have remembered all his movements. ”
Zhang Lingren then looked at Yu Haoming, who was beside Yu Yang.
"I'm stupid. I understand only 50%. ”
Next, Zhang Lingren asked all the other disciples present.
Most of them gave similar answers. They all answer 30% to 40% or even 20% to 30%.
Zhang Lingren sighed. “Huh... in terms of comprehension ability, it is still up to the fifth brother. If he were here, he would understand 60% to 70%. Unfortunately, he is not here.”
Speaking of Zhang Qishan, Zhang Lingren's heart ached.
Victor heard ******* Zhang Lingren. Even though he knew that Zhang Qishan was not dead, he did not know how to comfort him.
"Victor, what about you?"
Seeing Victor, Zhang Lingren's grief faded.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Victor nodded his head.
"Good, good, you can show it to everyone!"
Zhang Lingren stroked his white beard happily.
The Eight Extreme Palms were rather difficult. Zhang Lingren did not expect Victor to reach the initial stage of success in the first attempt.
If Victor is able to reach the third stage and truly understand the stages, he will be satisfied.
However, in the next moment.
Zhang Lingren was stunned.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
The Great Hall of Qingyun.
Victor kept showing his Eight Extreme Palms. He had precise control for every move and the horses.
"It's…"
This was by no means a master stage, at least it had reached the perfection stage!
Moreover, this eloquence was almost on par with him, the creator.
The corner of Zhang Lingren's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed like he had underestimated Victor's talent.
The elders standing at the side were also dumbfounded.
In Yu Haoming's perspective, Victor's Eight Extreme Palms were even better than Zhang Lingren's demonstration.
When the other disciples saw this scene, they were also shocked speechless.
After being stunned for a few seconds, these disciples quickly opened their eyes wide and studied Victor's appearance.
After all, to be able to look back on the supreme skill self-created by the sect master was an opportunity they had to cherish.
Beside.
Yu Haoming was no longer satisfied just by watching. He took action and started following Victor's movements to practice.
However, compared to Victor's demonstration, Yu Haoming's movements were much more awkward.
Seeing Yu Haoming's initiative, the other elders also started to make a move.
Under the leadership of the elders, many disciples of the Qingyun Sect also began to train appropriately. It was as if all the teachers and students were doing group morning exercises.
However, at this moment, second elder Yu Yang looked at the people practicing martial techniques enviously.
There's nothing he can do. In order to stop the plan against the Qingyun Sect, he fell into an enemy trap as he led his disciples to investigate.
In the underground cave, huge boulders fell from the sky and he dedicated all his strength into his embrace to break the fall. In the end, although his disciples were saved, his arm was paralyzed. His bones and his recovery were all shattered and he lost consciousness in his arm.
Now that he had become useless, he could only use the Mystical Wood technique to warm up his body and the Wind technique could hardly be done by enduring the pain.
Fifteen minutes later.
Victor's palm technique is complete.
The moment he stopped, everyone also completed one round of training.
Everyone lowered their heads and stood still, recalling the process over and over again.
"Second brother, don't you want to be like everyone else, to be able to freely wave your hands and practice martial arts?"
Victor looked at Yu Yang and said.
The sentence that suddenly made Yu Yang's envious eyes darken.
In the past, he had made a name for himself with this hand, but now he could only use it to teach his students.
Seeing his second brother's face darken, Victor knew that he had a self-esteem that opened his wounds and said the wrong thing.
He hurriedly said, “Second brother, don't get discouraged. I mean, there is a medicine in this world that can cure your arm!”