"That's right," Jiang Ning nodded. "I'm not sure where this set of moves come from, but I thought that since Elder Tan has seen a lot and is knowledgeable, you would probably know."
Tan Xing waved his hand and didn't want to listen to Jiang Ning anymore. He was afraid that if the front half sounded so good, the back half was probably going to be another personal attack on him.
He waved his hand and thought about this very seriously as he went through all the memories he had. Jiang Ning didn't interrupt him.
The person with the best knowledge of the martial arts world right now was definitely Tan Xing, the most important person within the Northern High Kick Sect.
"The moves you used earlier were two moves from Xingyiquan," Tan Xing frowned. "Or you could consider it a modified form of Tiger and Crane Fists.”
Tiger and Crane Fists?
That was one school of Xingyiquan.
"But it's been many years since anyone knew the boxing style of Xingyiquan. I used to know a Xingyiquan grandmaster, but he already passed away eight years ago," he looked at Jiang Ning. "He had no disciples."
What he was trying to say was that there wasn't anybody who was trained well enough to be considered a skilled fighter in Xingyiquan.
The martial arts world was mostly hiding in the cities. Modern society placed money and status as its top priority, so the things that people went after were very different now.
How many would train in martial arts from a young age and spend decades trying to perfect every move?
Even the Tan family was slowly becoming like this even though they had lived gloriously for so many years, so what more those from smaller groups?
"Why are you looking for them?" asked Tan Xing.
"They came to Donghai to kill me."
Tan Xing's eyes narrowed violently. He knew immediately what must have happened. Those two were definitely dead.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning)