Chapter 45

Cui Zhengtai seemed like a reef, quietly sitting by the sea. The rise and fall of the tides, the alternation of the sun and moon, could not stir his heart in the slightest.

Occasionally, seagulls would land on him to rest.

Even a few unknown small birds had built nests in Cui Zhengtai's hair.

Suddenly, the seagulls and small birds fluttered up, looking at Cui Zhengtai, who was sitting cross-legged below, with fear.

Day and night tides!

Cui Zhengtai suddenly stood up, his right hand clenched into a fist and lunged forward. The most ordinary punch gave people the feeling of the alternation of the sun and moon, the change of tides, and the inevitability of it all.

"The great way is simple! Zhengtai, you have finally comprehended the Dao!"

Jin Jiapan, dressed in a white training suit, looked at Cui Zhengtai with satisfaction. After three months of cultivation, Cui Zhengtai had finally formed his unique boxing intent.

Boxing intent is the hallmark of a master!

"I have finally found my own path!"

Cui Zhengtai's face was stern.

"Wang Zhong, your time to die is near!"

Wang Zhong, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a powerful malevolence coming his way.

This malevolence was so strong that it made him feel despair.

Without alarming anyone, Wang Zhong cast a divination in his private room.

The Great Exceeding Hexagram!

Success or death!

Wang Zhong quietly felt the malevolence in the air, which came from the northeast. The distance was over a thousand miles, and the northeast was the only place where someone with a grudge against him and the ability to kill him could be.

Only Master Jin Jiapan from South Korea had such power!

If Jin Jiapan wanted to avenge his disciple, he wouldn't wait three months. Something unexpected must have happened in South Korea.

Wang Zhong cast another divination at random, and the life force was in Qian!

Beijing!

Wang Zhong couldn't help but think of the great capital!

Wang Zhong was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die without knowing why!

...

Wang Zhong did not hesitate, packed up quickly, and took a private plane to Beijing with Rulan.

When Wang Zhong boarded the plane, a flight from Seoul to Hong Kong had just landed.

Cui Zhengtai looked at the surveillance personnel bowing in apology with a grim face. Wang Zhong had left Hong Kong ahead of time, leaving Cui Zhengtai, who was determined to avenge and restore the honor of Taekwondo, empty-handed!

When he learned that Wang Zhong was flying to the mainland, Cui Zhengtai tried to intercept him, but unfortunately...

"Wang Zhong, you can't hide from me. I will kill you with my own hands!"

Cui Zhengtai watched the plane retract its landing gear and slowly take off, his face full of anger.

"Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

Rulan could sense Wang Zhong's tension and unease.

"Nothing!"

Wang Zhong replied absentmindedly.

The moment the plane left the runway, Wang Zhong's heart finally relaxed. Jin Jiapan, no matter how much he hated Wang Zhong, would not dare to pursue him to the capital BJ.

After all, Beijing has the most efficient and strict security in the world. Whether it's international mercenaries or martial arts masters, none of them dare to act recklessly in Beijing!

Wang Zhong still didn't know that Cui Zhengtai had already broken through to the master level, and he thought it was Jin Jiapan seeking revenge!

Wang Zhong had only one thought now: to quickly reach BJ and then, through BJ, reach the Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan Hall.

The Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan was created by Mr. Sun Lutang and is the youngest of the five major Tai Chi Chuan styles that are popular in modern times.

Sun Family martial arts, a comprehensive school, are deeply thought out and refined. They draw from Wudang, visit Shaolin, adopt Xingyi, harmonize with Bagua, and verify Tai Chi, embodying the principles of the I Ching, innovating, and standing out as a unique school, like a Kunlun in the world of martial arts.

The Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan Hall, after the development of two generations, Mr. Sun Lutang and Mr. Sun Jianyun, has already reached a considerable scale.

The four courtyards were full of students practicing, making it very lively.

"Hello, this is the Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan Hall. Are you here to learn the art?"

A young man in a training suit came forward to greet them.

"Hello! I would like to meet Mr. Sun Jianyun!"

Wang Zhong's Cantonese Mandarin sounded very strange, but the young man clearly understood.

"Comrade, do you have an appointment?"

The young man was a bit surprised and asked.

"No!"

Wang Zhong shook his head and replied.

"That won't do. Mr. Sun likes peace and quiet and rarely sees visitors!"

The young man also shook his head, somewhat apologetically.

The two guards following Wang Zhong stepped forward and whispered a few words in the young man's ear.

"Ah, you are compatriots from Hong Kong. Please wait a moment, I will ask Master Sun!"

The young man's expression was somewhat excited as he said warmly.

"Please pass this letter of introduction to Master Sun!"

Wang Zhong, feeling the young man's genuine enthusiasm, relaxed his face and handed over the letter of introduction he had prepared, asking him to pass it on.

The surrounding students gathered around, looking at Wang Zhong with curiosity.

Some of them even whispered to each other, discussing quietly.

Fortunately, it didn't take long. Sun Jianyun, the second-generation head of the Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan, daughter of Sun Lutang, came to the front courtyard, accompanied by a group of people.

"Are you a disciple of Master Dian Dao Ren? How is Master Li?"

Master Sun Jianyun, though over sixty, was very robust due to her practice. She looked at Wang Zhong with some excitement.

"My master has passed away!"

Wang Zhong replied with some sorrow.

"Passed away? His age is similar to mine, and he was a master of two schools. How could he pass away before me?"

Master Sun Jianyun's eyes showed disbelief as she murmured.

"My master was injured in a martial arts competition and, due to the hardships of life, his vital energy was damaged. He didn't last long after that!"

Wang Zhong's face was sad, full of regret.

"That year, when Grandmaster Yang Chengpu of Tai Chi and the Sun Family Tai Chi Chuan Hall exchanged, Master Dian Dao Ren took the stage for me. Although he fought to a draw with Grandmaster Yang, he was injured. Master Dian Dao Ren, being proficient in the I Ching, foresaw a decade of turmoil in the country, and many martial arts practitioners would be implicated. So he chose to go into seclusion. Who would have thought that that farewell would be permanent!"

Master Sun Jianyun sighed.

"Master Dian Dao Ren was the most valued disciple of my father. My father often said that the only one who could inherit his legacy was Master Dian Dao Ren! Since you are Master Dian Dao Ren's last disciple, you must have inherited his true teachings. Show us a move here!"

Master Sun Jianyun composed herself and said with some expectation.

"Since Master Sun has given the order, I will comply!"

Wang Zhong bowed and said seriously.

Wang Zhong's Tai Chi Chuan, from the starting posture to the ending posture, was steady and smooth, with movements that were well-coordinated and continuous, performed in one breath. His whole body developed evenly, with every movement and every stillness being complete. His body was upright, neither leaning forward nor backward, neither tilting left nor right, making his limbs and trunk respond to each other, both internally and externally.

In his movements, every step forward was followed, every step back was accompanied, with agile, smooth, and compact actions, like flowing clouds and water, continuous and unbroken, with each turn to the left or right connected by opening and closing.

Master Sun Jianyun's face was filled with a smile and satisfaction.

Wang Zhong had grasped the essence of the art. With time, he would surely become a great master.