Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 13 012. Tang Zichen VS Hong

Xu Zhenqing stood in silence, gazing at the being before him, who was formed by the power of countless believers' souls and faith.

The Seraph's body radiated a faint glow, and every breath seemed to be in sync with the rhythm of the entire world.

Xu Zhenqing felt that as a newly born god, Seraph should have the ability to handle complex spell settings, which was based on the memory and wisdom of tens of thousands of believers.

Commonalities bring rationality, while differences create chaos. This is the characteristic of [Soul Fusion].

Only by sharing this burden with the Seraphim and having his own cattle and horses can Xu Zhenqing be freed from the limited creation of spells and enjoy infinite happiness.

In the wide-angle view, Xu Zhenqing and the Seraphim stood face to face.

There is a mysterious and solemn atmosphere in the "air", which is His rational memory with soul color.

Xu Zhenqing slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and a ball of shimmering light gradually condensed into shape, containing all the knowledge and power of spells he possessed.

The Seraph stretched out his hand and gently touched the ball of light. The ball of light then merged into his wings, turning into countless tiny spots of light, spreading upward along his arms and finally penetrating into his entire body.

Although this process is short, for the Seraphim, it is like a thousand years of learning and understanding, because each characteristic represents a rule, and the principles and truths contained therein are large data packets.

As the light spots merged, a light flashed in the Seraph's eyes, and he began to understand and master the deep meaning and power of these spells.

Xu Zhenqing felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He knew that from this moment on, Seraphim would share some of his work.

He looked at the Seraph, the beast of burden, with a look of relief and liberation in his eyes.

After receiving the knowledge of spells, Seraphim also began to try to use these powers with his own understanding.

His movements were graceful and slow, and each wave of his hands carried a unique rhythm and melody, as if he was weaving an invisible spell, if his non-mainstream appearance was excluded.

Unlike Xu Zhenqing's ease and comfort in arranging characteristic combinations, Seraphim is like an elementary school student with a very high IQ doing high school math problems.

No matter how smart you are, you still need a gradual process.

As Seraph's mastery of spells deepened, he began to create spells of his own, but this required long-term thinking and experimentation.

Xu Zhenqing let things take their own course, giving Seraphim enough time to master his new knowledge.

After thinking for a moment, His Majesty the Seraph decided to use the True Bishop as a test field to create his own spell system.

Xu Zhenqing collected his thoughts, took the starting posture of Hunyuan Posture, and began to practice.

……

The girl in Tang suit faced the young man in front of her and performed the starting posture of Hunyuan posture. It was so loose and looked full of flaws, but it made the young man tense up.

"Tang Clan leader, Tang Zichen?"

"I didn't expect that the one who came to assassinate me was a little brat."

In the silent martial arts training ground, Tang Zichen and Hong stood opposite each other.

Tang Zichen was wearing a dark training suit, with an upright posture and staring at the uninvited guest.

Hong Ze was dressed in his signature flashy black and red robe. Although he was only sixteen years old and had a delicate face, his back was unexpectedly burly and majestic.

Hong Buyu said nothing, just staring at the two big guns behind Tang Zichen.

"You use a big gun?"

"Please grant me a fight."

The auras of the two intertwined, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere that was about to explode.

"Come on, lend me a hand and test your strength."

Tang Zichen said to the young man in front of her, she felt a sense of appreciation for his talent.

At the beginning of the battle, the two men slowly approached each other, stretched out their hands and gently placed them together. This was a courtesy of respect between masters, and it was also the beginning of testing each other's strengths and weaknesses.

As soon as their palms touched, they felt the power hidden in each other's bodies, like the waves surging beneath the calm sea.

"Okay, little brat, let's get started."

"Okay!" With a light shout, Tang Zichen took the lead in attacking. Her figure shuttled like a phantom, and her Baguazhang palm technique was agile and swift. Each palm contained infinite variations of follow-up moves.

Hong Ze responded to all changes with the same attitude. His movements were steady and every move he made was able to accurately block Tang Zichen's attack.

Tang Zichen's martial arts skills were brought to the extreme. Every swing of her arms and every turn of hers seemed so natural and smooth.

Her assassination skills were brutal and precise, and every attack was aimed directly at Hong's vital points.

Hong Ze used his profound strength and rich practical experience to resolve Tang Zichen's attacks one by one.

"Good boy, take the gun."

Tang Zichen forced Hong back with a punch and threw a big spear at him with a smile. Hong did not refuse.

The battle reached its climax and the two men began to display their respective marksmanship.

Tang Zichen's spearmanship is agile and elegant, and each shot is as elusive as a swimming dragon.

Hong's world-destroying spear technique is extremely domineering, and each shot carries the power to crush everything.

The tips of their guns collided in the air, making crisp sounds, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger.

Although Tang Zichen does not have an advantage in physique, her martial arts and willpower are not inferior.

Tang Zichen knew that although this young Hong was not yet in his prime, his physique was already extremely abnormal. Ordinary methods could not make up for the difference in physical strength. If he continued to fight, he would be exhausted.

Dragon and snake attack! Tang Zichen lowered his waist and abdomen, thrust his hands straight up, and suddenly placed the tip of his spear on Hong's spear. Then he stood on tiptoe, released his center of gravity, and put all his strength on the opponent's spear.

This is exactly the "python turning over" in the combined attack of dragon and snake.

Hong was shocked. A warrior is most afraid of having his feet off the ground, which means that the old strength is old and new strength is difficult to generate. So Hong did not expect that the other master would use such a strange trick. The arm holding the gun sank and was supported by the weight of Tang Zichen's entire body.

Hong subconsciously retracted his arm, but Tang Zichen's entire body seemed to take advantage of the situation and wrapped around him directly.

Hong retreated quickly, and Tang Zichen took advantage of the situation to rush in front of him and thrust his hand into his crotch.

"I go!"

Hong quickly protected his crotch with his hands. Tang Zichen passed through his body and inserted his entire arm. His shoulder hit his hands that were protecting his crotch. He suddenly stood up as if carrying a load and lifted Hong up.

Hong Dun lost his balance and was shocked. Tang Zichen took the opportunity to turn his body, turned around and attacked, knocking Hong away and making him fall heavily to the ground.

In the final stage of the battle, Tang Zichen used her unique skill - the dragon and snake combined attack force of the gun.

The waist horse is a dragon and the spear is a snake.

This spear combined her deepest understanding of Chinese martial arts and all her practical experience. The tip of the spear carried the agility and power of a dragon and snake, pointing directly at Hong's vital points. This was something that would be tested.

Although Hong was extremely powerful, he could only retreat before this move.

In the end, in this evenly matched contest, Tang Zichen, with her extraordinary martial arts and firm will, knocked Hong's gun away, won the battle, and became the best winner.

Although Hong was defeated, his eyes revealed respect and recognition for Tang Zichen, maybe.

Both fighters showed their love for martial arts and respect for their opponents during the fight, the former is true, but the latter is probably true.

"You are a great master, but you don't have martial ethics."

"You're wrong. A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. What an old feudal idea."

Hong was choked by this remark, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that he was young and thought that the other party was a woman after all, so he should be more cautious, so he didn't react too much.

However, although Tang Zichen was not forgiving, he still gave the other party some pointers on martial arts.

Now Hong is not yet the master of the state of mind with an infinite heart. Now he is more like the innocent heart of Thunder God. Tang Zichen's state of mind of "the cicada knows the coming of autumn before the wind blows" has greatly inspired him.

Tang Zichen looked at Hong, who had a very innocent heart, and suddenly remembered that his little disciple who had been raised by others seemed to be in New York. He came here, but because he was being hunted, he couldn't go to see him, which was a pity.

Xu Zhenqing had never expected that his cheap master would come to New York, so they had a quick meal together.

After giving some pointers on how to cultivate his mind, Tang Zichen left on his own. Xu Zhenqing was happy to have some free time, after all, things were not very stable in New York either.

(End of this chapter)