Bai Wuya waved his hand and wrote down two words. The words on these two words were identical, not only in their structural style, but also in their strokes.
"Dragons coiling around tigers."
The two words were all these four words.
"Which one is good?" Bai Wuya raised the two words at the same time.
"The one on the right is good." Xiang Nan pointed to the handwriting on the right and said, "I don't know why, but I just feel that the word on the right is'alive 'and the word on the left is'dead'."
Bai Wuya nodded and said, "Because of the words on the left, I write tigers for tigers, dragons for dragons."
"The word on the right, I'm writing to write 'Dragon Crouching Tiger Crouching'."
"It's like a martial skill move." Bai Wuya made three consecutive strikes and said, "Whether it's active offense or passive defense, it's all like writing. It's written in strokes."
"The only thing you want to accomplish is this word. You used a stroke to stack up a word."
"Only when you have a complete picture scroll hidden in your heart, when you write, will you not be heading towards one word, but towards the whole word."
Bai Wuya threw three more strikes at the air and said, "What is the purpose of these three strikes? Just to make a move?"
"When you are fighting, if you only use your moves based on your own reaction and the enemy's attacks, then your moves will be stiff and boring."
"The words are flat, and the martial arts are three-dimensional. The words have a rhyme, and the martial arts also have a martial arts charm."
"A battle without charm is'dead '. A battle with charm is'alive'."
"Come."
Xiang Nan was humbly taught and walked forward to fight with Bai Wuya. As the two of them fought, Bai Wuya pointed at Xiang Nan.
Bai Wuya said, "I'll give you a target. Within five moves, force me to jump up."
Xiang Nan nodded excitedly. He immediately attacked Bai Wuya three times, but he didn't reach his goal. In the last two moves, Xiang Nan tried his best to force Bai Wuya to jump, but he failed in the end.
"Now, I will force you to jump up in three moves." Bai Wuya faintly smiled and abruptly collided with Xiang Nan.
Facing this attack, Xiang Nan only had two ways to crack it. The first was to directly collide with each other head-on, and the second was to dodge. Or, he could dodge first and then push Bai Wuya's shoulder.
However, no matter how hard they fought, there were only two prerequisites, one was to clash head-on and the other was to dodge.
Xiang Nan noticed that Bai Wuya had collided with him first. If he did, he wouldn't have time to complete the collision posture, so he could only dodge horizontally.
But when Xiang Nan moved his leg horizontally, one of his legs had already left the ground, and Bai Wuya suddenly lowered his body and swept down the road towards Xiang Nan. Xiang Nan was shocked and naturally jumped up.
"Ah!" After Xiang Nan landed on the ground, his heart skipped a beat and he said, "I lost."
Bai Wuya smiled and said, "Calligraphy has charm, chess also has flag charm."
He waved his hand and used his Yuan Qi to set up a chessboard in the air, which was covered with black and white pieces.
Bai Wuya used both of his fingers to pick up a black spot and said, "Every black spot I have landed on is not purely for this step, but for the entire chess game, because I am laying out."
'"Perhaps this move doesn't seem meaningful now, and it is easy to crack. But what if you take a few more steps? You will find that you have unknowingly fallen into my trap, and even your own thoughts have become a chess piece of mine."
"Ah! I understand!" Xiang Nan suddenly woke up from his shock.
Originally, calligraphy, chess and fighting seemed to be different, but the truth was the same.
In a martial artist's battle, moves were compared. A skilled move was greater than an unfamiliar move, while a skill was greater than a skilled move. Exquisiteness was greater than skill, and charm was greater than subtlety.
"Come on." Bai Wuya waved his hand and made a "please" gesture.
Xiang Nan immediately rushed forward and fought with Bai Wuya. From this time onwards, Xiang Nan's battle was not just for one move, but for one of his big goals.
This big goal can't be foolishly characterized as "defeating the other party", but rather more accurately, such as a punch to the temple of the other party.
Directly hitting the temples was easy to crack. After all, people only had their hands and feet. No matter how nimble their moves were, they couldn't jump out of the frame of their hands and feet.
But what if every move was prepared for the next move, and the next move was to hit the enemy's temples?
"Alright!" The more Bai Wuya fought, the brighter his eyes became. "Although your charm is still shallow, you already understand."
"Ha! Senior, my move is alive! I really feel it." Xiang Nan was overjoyed.
Bai Wuya smiled and took two steps back, saying, "Please go up."
Xiang Nan was stunned and said, "But … but I haven't defeated Senior yet."
Bai Wuya smiled and said, "The purpose of the Martial Tower is to impart knowledge, not to stop it."
"Martial charm needs to be precipitated. Could it be that I really want to trap you here for decades? Wait for your martial charm to surpass mine? Why don't you explore the vast world? That's your bigger picture scroll."
Xiang Nan was moved and bowed deeply to Bai Wuya. This time, he bowed to the ground.
"What do you mean a Martial Grandmaster! F*ck!" Yuan Meng gave a thumbs up and said, "Today, I finally understand. This is the real Martial Grandmaster!"
"That's what you said, but you should be a little more careful with your words, okay?" Meng Die glared at Yuan Meng.
"Oh, oh." Yuan Meng scratched his head and laughed, "I'm used to it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
What kind of style should a true grandmaster possess? Could it be that he could be considered a Grandmaster just because he was powerful?
Bai Wuya not only taught Xiang Nan a lesson in martial arts, he also taught him a lesson in dao heart.
At first, the onlookers were envious of Xiang Nan and felt that Xiang Nan was lucky to obtain a higher grade martial skill.
It was only now that everyone was convinced! If they were allowed to replace Xiang Nan, they would definitely not be able to do this for Xiang Nan.
"Time to go to the last floor." Xiang Nan took a deep breath and couldn't wait to pull Dream butterfly up.
But now, he couldn't wait any longer. He wasn't just greedy for high-grade martial skills, because the martial dao that Bai Wuya taught him was even more precious than the martial skill itself.
The twelfth floor of the Martial Tower.
It was still Bai Wuya who stood there quietly, his face always carrying a humble and kind smile. He did not feel proud of his special status.
Xiang Nan cupped his fists at Bai Wuya and said, "Senior, this junior has come to seek advice again."
Bai Wuya smiled and said, "That's good."
"I have already taught you everything you can about the Dao of Martialism. You only need to be flexible and apply it to your Dao of Martialism."
"On this level, I will not test your martial arts, but your dao heart."
Bai Wuya put his hands behind his back and said, "A persistent heart of martial arts is like the source of river water."
"If the water supply is cut off, then even if the river is brave, it will eventually dry up."
"Senior, please give me some pointers." Xiang Nan said respectfully.
"If this floor passes," Meng Die grabbed Yuan Meng's arm and said excitedly, "Then my good brother will be able to obtain a high-grade Heavenly Grade Martial Skill!"
"High-grade Heavenly Grade" Yuan Meng was also fascinated. "Heavenly Grade Martial Skills are already extremely rare, and high-grade ones are even rarer."
