However, now he can only do this. He cannot practice the Earth Evil Fist and the Nine Styles of the Tiger for the time being, and even the Dragon Elephant Fist.

The pace seemed slow and fast. Wang Cheng took the Tai Chi step, let go of his mind, tried his best to calm down, almost achieving the effect of inaction.

Walking all the way home, Wang Cheng was unable to truly make himself do nothing, and there were always thoughts in his heart. However, Chunyang's mood was moving faster, and most of his injuries on his shoulders and muscles were gradually recovered.

If Iga Mingcheng knew, he would probably be pissed off. He thought that Wang Cheng would have to recover at least two months, but depending on Wang Cheng's current state, he might be able to recover as before tomorrow.

This is the gap between internal martial arts. As a Taoist martial arts sect with a long history, Wu Shengshan is unparalleled in terms of internal martial arts health.

Back home.

It was almost noon, and my father and Aunt Chen went to the busy greenhouse in the backyard to grow vegetables. The two little girls Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin were not at home and should have been rushed to class again.

Wang Cheng was already hungry, so he went to the kitchen to find a large pot of beef and rice, and started eating without hesitation.

Aunt Chen walked over from behind and sat opposite Wang Cheng, looked at Wang Cheng seriously, and asked, "Xiao Cheng, did you send your classmate away last night?"

Wang Cheng nodded and smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry, she's fine. I sent her home and asked for a special nursing care. She has a nanny at home."

Dong Xingyue talked nonsense last night, and now he wants to continue to lie. He doesn't want his family to know about his master's sect and these Japanese people.

"Oh, that's good."

Aunt Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Cheng pushed Dong Xingyue out for a night and didn't come back. She and Wang Jianhai were afraid that something would happen, and they were even more afraid that Wang Cheng would throw the girl who was unable to move home and ignore it. Such a cute girl was seriously injured. What should I do if I encountered danger alone?

"Xiao Cheng, I think the girl is pretty good... I think of you when I need help the most..."

Aunt Chen continued to speak in a careful tone.

Wang Cheng quickly interrupted and said with a smile: "Auntie, you are busy, don't nag these things, I have something to do after I have dinner."

"You kid, okay, I think I'm nagging, I'll help your dad."

Aunt Chen muttered, stood up and went to the backyard.

Wang Cheng listened to Aunt Chen's nagging, a trace of warmth appeared in his heart, and Dong Xingyue's figure flashed through. Then he smiled, shook his head and threw this shadow out of his mind, and was once again occupied by a round of Chunyang.

There is only martial arts in his heart.

I ate eighty percent full in one meal.

Wang Cheng did not heal his injuries. Since he discovered the mystery of human vitality in practice, he has almost never given an acupuncture to treat his injuries. Because he wanted to perfectly stimulate the strength of his body, exercise his body to the most powerful time through martial arts, and then use external forces to increase his strength!

The combination of inside and outside is the kingly way.

This is also Wang Cheng's way of practicing martial arts.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Wang Cheng first read a few Taoist scriptures, then studied the Huang Ting Mantra written by Zhang Sanfeng twice, and studied Zhang Tai Chi word by word, and then went to the practice room to practice this boxing technique, combining the understanding of fighting and the information in the book. After Wang Cheng practiced for a long time, Zhang Shaoyun came back. It turned out that this kid sent Wang Yuanyuan and his sisters to school.

Zhang Shaoyun's martial arts training tasks are not only practicing boxing and horse stance every day, but also walking back and forth between the villa and Jiangzhou city.

"Master... Where did you take Dongxingyue yesterday?"

When Zhang Shaoyun saw his master Wang Cheng, he came up and asked in a low voice.

Wang Yuanyuan, who followed behind, looked cold and snorted. However, the little girl didn't say anything, and took the jumping little girl Wang Xiaolin to the other side to move her body. The little girl has gradually gotten used to practicing martial arts every day. After all, the child is active and curious.

Wang Cheng pushed Zhang Shaoyun away with one move, and almost fell down when he pushed him, shouting, "What are you doing so much? Practice boxing and exercise your body."

Zhang Shaoyun touched his head, but still didn't give up. He laughed and said, "Aren't I curious, Master, you..."

Seeing that the boy was still asking, Wang Cheng slapped the guy on the forehead again and said, "I threw her into the river, are you satisfied."

"Ah...really?"

Zhang Shaoyun said in surprise.

If someone else said this, he would definitely think the other party was joking, so he would not believe it.

However, looking at the young master who was only eighteen years old in front of him, he was really not sure if this was a joke. In his heart, if this master is in a bad mood, he can do anything. He may not really dislike him, so he threw such a beautiful iceberg into the river.

Even the little girl Wang Yuanyuan's eyes lit up and she looked at her brother. She thought her brother might really be able to do such a thing.

Wang Cheng immediately punched Zhang Shaoyun in the abdomen, and beat the guy out, cursing: "Hurry up and practice boxing. If I don't practice until I'm satisfied today, I won't be allowed to eat."

Zhang Shaoyun got up in a panic and said with a bitter face: "Ah, Master, how can you be satisfied?"

"It depends on my mood!"

Wang Cheng said coldly.

Zhang Shaoyun suddenly realized, and said it depends on his mood.

In this way, the Dongxingyue probably really sank to the bottom of the river.
Chapter completed!