Medicinal Immortal

"Master Tang, me, me, him, him..." Yin Qianze pointed to himself, then pointed to Niu Dali, who was also surprised, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"This is the use of force, four or two to cast a thousand catties." Tangning said, looking at everyone: "You have been taught in Islam, but you have not been able to understand the tricks and subtleties of this."

She stepped forward and waved vigorously at the cow who was standing there staring with a pair of eyes in astonishment, "Maverick, come here."

Niu Dali ran forward quickly, glared at Yin Qianze, and said, "Master Tang, I didn't feel like I was beaten by his strength just now, but by my own strength."

This is where he was astonished. It was obviously the force he used to hit, so why did that force hit him instead?

"The subtlety of taking advantage of strength is to use the opponent's strength to fight back." She said, looking at the other students, and seeing a few people sitting cross-legged over there also came around to listen, she said: "It seems to be encountered in the future. For people like the Mavericks, whose strength and physique are above you, you can't face it hard. In terms of strength, you must not be his opponents. In addition to using strength to fight, you can also overcome strength with softness, just like this."

She looked at Niu Dali, and said, "You come and hit me, don't leave your hands."

"Okay!" Niu Dali knew that he was definitely not Tang Master's opponent, so he was not worried that he would hurt him, so he strode forward to condense the spiritual energy in the body, clenched his fists, screamed, and fists violently. Out.

"drink!"

Accompanied by Niu's strong scream, he shook his fist forward, and at the same time he strode up, the force of that fist was so powerful that even the students watching around could hear it. The sound of the wind.

Of course, Master Tang didn’t move continuously, but stood there watching that fist hit the front. When the fist came in front of him, they only saw him and then slowly moved back. He stepped down, squatted slightly on the bottom plate, and raised his hands softly. The next moment, he saw his soft, seemingly useless hand holding Niu Dali's hand and turned, Niu Dali's whole person was actually taken in two circles. Finally, when Master Tang retreated, his whole body was thrown to the ground by him.

"boom!"

"what!"

His body fell heavily to the ground, Niu Dali couldn't help but cried out in pain, his hands on the ground, his whole body jumped up again, and rushed towards Master Tang like a tiger.

Seeing him pounced with great strength, Tangning stepped back, bending her knees slightly to avoid his frontal attack, and at the same time stepped forward, his small shoulders slammed with the force of his pounce. Knock him away again.

Niu vigorously staggered back several meters to stand firmly, and he shouted: "Come again!" He was more brave in Vietnam, and more excited in Vietnam, and strode forward with a stride, turning his fist into a palm.

Tangning touched his palms against each other, and when the palms and four hands were competing, he relieved the strength between his palms.

The students around couldn't see the doorway, only saw Master Tang's soft hands as if they didn't use force, but there was no way to make the tough Niu Dali.

Compared with the students watching, Niu Dali's feeling is the clearest. The power he is proud of is of no use to Shangtang Master.

The fists and palms he shot down were like knocking down on cotton, and all his strength was wrapped in the cotton to dissolve it, and he couldn't inspire the slightest lethality.