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Wang Cheng looked at the old man surnamed Dong, and the other party was staring at him. One young man and one old man looked at each other, and no one around said anything, and the scene became quiet again.

"How many years have you been worshipping Changhe's sect?"

The old man surnamed Dong looked angry or happy, and asked in a calm tone, without any intention of anger or blame.

Wang Cheng said solemnly: "I just joined the master two months ago."

The old man surnamed Dong's eyes flashed, and he said with a slight anger, "Boy, don't think that you can fool me by defeating two younger generations. You have learned the Earth Demon Fist in two months?"

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said seriously: "I will learn any boxing techniques when the master teaches me. I don't bother to deceive my seniors, and this is meaningless."

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng were about to speak to prove it.

And at this moment, the old man surnamed Dong suddenly moved.

The old man's figure shook strangely, as if he had changed several positions. Wang Cheng couldn't grasp the exact position of the other party for a moment, and then a fist came to him, carrying a strong wind.

This is an extremely clever Bagua footwork.

In an instant, a trace of sweat penetrated Wang Cheng's forehead, and his eyebrows were shaking, but his eyes were staring at the other party, and his feet did not retreat at all. His tone was slightly stiff: "Senior, are you going to attack me?"

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly, withdrew his fist and said lightly: "You are Changhe's closed disciple, I believe what you said is true."

After saying that, the old man took two steps back, turned around and walked downstairs.

Dong Qing and Dong Yan were both stunned for a moment. They left now? At that moment, there was no time to think about it. The two hurriedly followed, and before leaving, they both looked at Wang Cheng deeply.

The two of them are also top among the young warriors of the Dong family, and are both famous young masters in the northern martial arts world. Unexpectedly, today the two of them defeated Wang Cheng, which made the arrogance in their hearts disappear without a trace in an instant. They knew that they would definitely face Wang Cheng again.

Only Wang Cheng's face was kept smiling around. Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and the Wen brothers and sisters. Wang Hengjiang and others were a little surprised. They really left just like that?

Inside the stairs.

Dong Qing said with a slightly dissatisfied expression: "Grandpa, are we leaving now?"

They came over from afar and said they wanted to take revenge, but they left like that. Both the Dong brother and sister were a little unhappy.

The old man surnamed Dong glared at Dong Qing and said in a deep voice: "You two can't beat one of them, I still have the face to stay here? If you are old, can you be shameless to go back on your word?"

Dong Qing hurriedly stuck out his tongue and smiled awkwardly. He said, "Hehe, grandpa. That kid's fist is so heavy, my second brother and I can't beat it."

Dong Yan nodded solemnly, agreeing with this cousin's statement.

The old man surnamed Dong snorted, walked down the stairs step by step, and said helplessly: "You are two fools, Wusheng Mountain martial arts are the most important. If you let others take action first, he will gain the upper hand in momentum, and he will naturally suppress you to fight. Fortunately, this is on the upper floor, and his boxing foundation is unstable. If it is on the ground, his Earth Evil boxing is fully powerful, and you are so stupid that he will take action first and accumulate momentum. I am afraid that I can't take two moves, which will really lose all the face of my Dong family."

Dong Yan said in confusion: "Grandpa, didn't you say that Taoist Master Changhe from Wusheng Mountain can only be beaten?"

The old man surnamed Dong's face turned slightly red. This was what he told to several juniors like a story before. Of course, he wanted to deliberately belittle his opponents to raise himself. When he was in a stern face, he said with a straight face: "If I say you believe it?"

Both the Dong brother and sister were helpless and knew that the old man had started cheating again.

The old man thought about it and knew that he was not good at this, and continued to say: "Wu Shengshan martial arts has a long history. It can be said that it is the longest martial arts school in China, but it is not just about being beaten. It's just that Taoist Changhe only focused on practicing defense and horizontal practice back then because he lacked qualifications. However, I heard that his strength has improved greatly in recent years and may have reached an incredible level."

"And this Wang Cheng will be amazing in the future. He is only stronger than his master Changhe Laodao."

Dong Qing recalled the boy who was several years younger than him, and his aura was indeed extraordinary. He asked in confusion: "Grandpa, why is he so amazing? Isn't he just a little more talented? Who knows what step he can practice in the future? Maybe when he is still standing there for two years, I can deal with him."

The old man surnamed Dong glanced at his dissatisfied granddaughter, laughed and said, "As long as this Wang Cheng does not die prematurely, he will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements. So if you want to wait a few years before taking revenge, it is impossible. At that time, I am afraid that you will no longer be his enemy of one move."

Dong Qing pouted and stopped talking. Dong Yan asked curiously: "Grandpa, why?"

"It's enough to show the problem that he can practice the Earth Evil Fist in two months. Back then, Taoist Changhe had been practicing boxing for more than ten years before he learned this unique internal horizontal boxing practice. Unfortunately, the old Taoist priest had limited understanding and could only comprehend the horizontal defense skills. Wang Cheng is extraordinary, both offense and defense, and both have extraordinary attainments. Being able to resist your fists means that his horizontal practice skills are also profound. The fists can beat you two without resisting, which means that he has also understood the essence of the offense."

The old man surnamed Dong walked out of the hospital gate, looked at the direction of Wu Sheng Mountain, and said lightly: "The old Taoist priest has been waiting in Jiangzhou for half his life, so he has waited for Wang Cheng. Wu Sheng Mountain does not only have Earth Demon Fisting. In time, Wang Cheng is afraid that he can fulfill the old Taoist's dream that year."

The Dong brother and sister stopped talking and fell silent. They no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of the past. There was only heavy pressure in their hearts. The Taoist priest Changhe had dreams, so why didn’t his grandfather be like his grandfather? With someone like Wang Cheng standing in front, can they fulfill his grandfather’s dream?

"You go home and practice boxing well. I'm afraid this martial arts competition has already booked the championship."

The old man surnamed Dong said helplessly, took the two of them into a car and drove directly towards the airport.

In the car, the old man surnamed Dong looked at the two juniors and said, "The Taoist Changhe must have been hiking north after leaving Jiangzhou this time. If I had this persistence, I might not have lost to him back then."

Dong Yan suddenly looked shocked and said in shock: "Grandpa, the senior you mentioned who would walk for the rest of your life is Taoist Changhe?"

The old man nodded, looked serious and solemn, and said, "Not bad."

The car instantly quieted.

In the hospital.

Watching the three grandsons of the Dong family disappear on the stairs, Wang Cheng hurriedly turned around and spit out a mouthful of sticky blood at the trash can. He took several deep breaths before he recovered.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan hurried up and grabbed her brother Wang Cheng's hand, and asked worriedly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng also walked up quickly.

"Wang Cheng. Are you injured?"

"Wang Cheng!"

The Wen brothers and sisters and Wang Hengjiang also hurriedly surrounded him, and the little girl Wen Xin on the hospital bed jumped out of the bed and ran out.

Wang Cheng's breath was evenly and stably. He reached out to wipe off the blood from his mouth, pinched the little girl's hand, and smiled at everyone: "It's okay, there is no one who can't be injured in martial arts competitions. The other party is not a weak person. But it doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury. It's fine after a few days of cultivation."

Yang Qingyu came up and grabbed Wang Cheng's pulse and looked at it. Her eyebrows gradually stretched out. She nodded and said, "No, it's not a big deal. It's best not to use martial arts recently. The Dong family's Bagua Fist is not so easy to block. You have only been practicing boxing for more than two months and have not reached the level of Taoist Master Changhe."

All the talents present breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng were even more relieved. Only when Wang Cheng was injured could they accept it. Otherwise, if Wang Cheng resisted the two young masters in the middle stage of Huajin, they would not be injured, then the younger masters of the same generation as Wang Cheng would really have no way out and would have to live under the shadow of Wang Cheng in the future.

Seeing that Wang Cheng was really injured, Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng were able to accept this result.

Wang Cheng smiled slightly, without explaining anything, let alone saying that most of the internal injuries were caused by excessive force and deficiency of qi and blood. Only a small part of them was injured by the strength of the Dong brothers and sisters' Bagua Fist.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Wang Cheng nodded and said to Wen Chenghua and the others: "Mr. Wen, please take Xiaoxin to the ward for rest. You can also go home immediately. Xiaoxin's treatment has been completed this time. Remember me and just pay more attention when you go back. I will also look at Senior Liu in the hospital."

Wen Chenghua thought about it and wanted to say goodbye and leave directly. They came to take a special plane and could leave at any time. However, when he turned around and saw the little girl Wen Xin looking at Wang Cheng's eyes that he didn't want to leave, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back tomorrow morning and rest in the ward tonight."

The little girl Wen Xin immediately smiled between her eyebrows, and her big eyes were bent into crescent moons. When the injuries on her face recovered, she would definitely be a very beautiful and cute little beauty.

Wang Hengjiang was so eager to speak, he wanted the three of the Wen family to go to his villa to rest, but it was not easy to say it at the moment, so he could only stop talking.

Wang Cheng didn't say much, nodded to the Wen brother and sister, smiled at the little girl Wen Xin, and took his little girl Wang Yuanyuan to Liu Wuzhong's ward. Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng naturally followed him.

"Wang Cheng, are you really okay? Thank you for blocking my grandfather again."

When he entered the ward, Liu Shicheng spoke at this time and asked with some concern that he did not understand medical skills and could not go up to take his pulse personally like Yang Qingyu. The three old and young Dong family were obviously coming to his Liu family, and it should be that Liu Wuzhong had a grudge against him in the north.

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively, went up to take Liu Wuzhong's pulse, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. With my internal cultivation, I can fight them a few punches. Sister Qingyu has already seen it for me. Mr. Liu is my patient, I won't sit still, and you don't have to think too much."

Liu Shicheng nodded, his expression still was still grateful, but he didn't say much, but just kept it in his heart. He knew that the Liu family had owed Wang Cheng too much recently, and it could not be finished in just a few words, but could only be expressed in the future by actions.

Yang Qingyu's face returned to coolness. She sat down and picked up the book and continued to read it, saying lightly: "Your medical skills are so clever, it's the same whether I can read it or not."

When he found that Liu Wuzhong's pulse was still stable, he had begun to recover, and the lung wounds healed, Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and said, "Sister Qingyu, you can't say that. As the saying goes, the doctor does not treat himself. If Sister Qingyu shows me, I'll be much better at once."

"Hmph, smooth tongue."

Yang Qingyu snorted, looked at the book without even raising his head, and said indifferently.

Wang Cheng laughed, disregarded himself, and said, "Sister Qingyu, I am here with Shicheng. It must be fine. You have been waiting for the afternoon and can go back and rest. Yuanyuan and I are here tonight."

Yang Qingyu looked up at Wang Cheng and Liu Shicheng, and the little girl sitting on the other side, raised her heroic eyebrows and said, "No, I'll go back when I have supper."

"All right."

Wang Cheng didn't persuade him much either.

The ward also became quiet. Wang Cheng stole his horse's stance by the window, regulating his breathing and qi and blood flow in his body. This time, excessive force caused deficiency of qi and blood. Wang Cheng estimated that it would take at least half a month to recover, so he seized every thread of time he could use to practice boxing.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan sat aside and quietly supported her head with her hands and watched her brother Wang Cheng practice boxing, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yang Qingyu looked at Wang Cheng with a little admiration, and then continued to look at the book in his hand. This was a ancestral boxing book of their Yang family, so she read it very carefully and focusedly.

So, Liu Shicheng was left alone, standing aside with embarrassment and at a loss. He was neither standing nor sitting nor sitting. He was embarrassed to practice boxing. He seemed to be pretending to read books, and it was even more impossible to leave... What were you doing?

Then stand there, Liu Shicheng stood there dryly, standing in discomfort.

The ward is very quiet, but it is not so calm outside the ward.

When President Ma was taken away, everyone in the entire city hospital knew about it, because Sun Qing took President Ma out of the hospital in front of everyone. Everyone in the city hospital was in danger again. They didn’t know the specific story of Liu Wuzhong this time, but they all knew that President Ma was taken away again after only about a month in office.

Isn’t the director of this city hospital a human being?

Anyone who takes office will be in trouble? Last time he retired Mr. Yang early, so he was sentenced directly this time?

President Zhao, who was originally thinking about the dean, was also cold and did not dare to fight for this position. After witnessing Dean Ma being taken away, he hurriedly told the other two vice presidents, and explained that he had taken two days off and went home to rest. He wanted to wait until the news of the matter had completely passed in the past two days before coming back to work.

However, as soon as President Zhao drove to the door of his house, he saw a call from Tang Qiangmin. Looking at the name displayed on the phone, he was afraid that he would ask him to explain his work and prepare for his funeral.

The call made President Zhao very happy and sad because Tang Qiangmin asked him to temporarily take over the position of President Ma, and then a meeting will be held in a month to discuss the specific candidates for the president.

In fact, Tang Qiangmin's meaning is also very obvious. He wants Dean Zhao to take over this position, otherwise he would not have been given a temporary replacement. This is also a routine, just a process.

President Zhao felt helpless. It would be a good thing to be promoted, but in less than two months, the two exes in this position had no good ending, and one of them was even sent to jail and would definitely not be sentenced lightly. He didn't want to take this position at all, and he even wanted to continue to go back to the county hospital to spend the days when Emperor Tiangao was far away.

I didn't want it, but it just fell on him. Even if I didn't want it, I could only bite the bullet and go on it.
To be continued...