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After curing Wang Hengjiang's son, Wang Cheng did not keep them. Moreover, the child had been in a coma for a few days and had to go back to replenish his body immediately.

Wang Hengjiang hugged his son and walked downstairs. The other party said gratefully: "Lao Fang, thank you for this time. If it weren't for your help, my son wouldn't know what would happen. However, your vision is really great. Wang Cheng was still taking medicine at the beginning, so you took a fancy to others."

Fang Jinwen smiled and said, "That's because you have no experience with me and have never been saved by him. Wang Cheng is a real miracle doctor. I guess no one in the country can compare to his acupuncture."

"Don't spread the story today even if you go back."

Wang Hengjiang nodded: "I know."

After saying that, Fang Jinwen walked into his car and left. According to the schedule set by Wang Cheng, he wanted to go back and rest early.

Wang Hengjiang also got in the car with his son and wife in his arms. Qiu Yuemin couldn't help but whisper: "Hengjiang, where did Lao Fang know this Wang Cheng, so amazing. That needle is made of jade. He is so young, whose apprentice is he?"

Qiu Yuemin thought of her underestimation before, and said something she shouldn't say. She couldn't help but feel afraid and regretful. It seemed that she could not underestimate anyone in the future, let alone speak casually.

Wang Hengjiang glared at his wife and said in a deep voice: "You still said? Can such an adult have a hint of a hint? What a great opportunity to have a good relationship with Wang Cheng today, I just told you that it is gone."

Qiu Yuemin thought of what Wang Cheng said later, and obviously was a little repulsive to them. He couldn't help but say aggrievedly: "How can I know that he is so powerful?"

"Hmph!" Wang Hengjiang snorted, saying, "Even if he is not powerful, you can just say it casually? When can you change your temper? Wang Cheng was known to Lao Fang in Renhetang, but he is not Mr. Li's apprentice. Last time I went to Mr. Li to see a doctor together. Wang Cheng happened to be there to get medicine. You have never seen how powerful he is to get medicine. Otherwise, you wouldn't dare to underestimate others."

"Forget it, you can talk less to me when you go out in the future. Lao Fang said that Wang Cheng likes to study ancient medical books. He spent 13 million to buy Wang Cheng a medical book last time when he went to Hong Kong. Wang Cheng gave him a few injections. Didn't you see that Lao Fang has changed recently? The old boy is more than teenager, and I didn't dare to recognize him when I saw it last time."

"I have also inquired recently. Where are the ancient medical books? The older the better."

Wang Hengjiang was thinking about how to remedy his relationship with Wang Cheng, and he was absolutely unwilling to be with Wang Cheng.

Qiu Yuemin's eyes lit up. Women would be extremely sensitive to the fact that they could become beautiful. They said excitedly: "Lao Fang has become younger. Didn't he go for plastic surgery?"

"Lao Fang is not a celebrity novice who relies on his face to make a living. He needs plastic surgery? He has really become younger. Don't tell me about this."

Wang Hengjiang also said with a slightly envious tone. He regretted that if he had been more attentive to Wang Cheng at the beginning, would he have the chance to enjoy the treatment of Lao Fang?

Qiu Yuemin nodded, and his mind was alive. Could he spend 13 million to get Wang Cheng to treat him and make himself ten years younger?

However, when I thought of another thing in a blink of an eye, Qiu Yuemin's eyes lit up even more, and she pulled Wang Hengjiang and whispered: "Old Wang, do you remember the girl from the Wen family?"

Wang Hengjiang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Don't participate in this matter, don't take my own initiative to find Wang Cheng, do you know? Maybe it's not a good thing on both sides."

Qiu Yuemin knew the severity and nodded.

On this side, Wang Cheng sent Wang Hengjiang and others away, and did not care too much about this matter. As he said, this is a transaction, and the transaction will be completed and the two will be cleared.

After eating two more bowls of rice, Wang Cheng finished the supper, cleaned the table with Wang Yuanyuan, and then couldn't wait to start practicing boxing.

Disha Boxing is a top-level internal martial art he has been looking forward to for a long time before he learned.

The transportation of internal qi and blood has reached its peak. As long as this boxing practice is perfect, there will be no secret of the internal qi and blood circulation of any boxing technique.

At the same time, the qi, blood, muscles, bones and skin in Wang Cheng's body will be incredibly strong. Like an old Taoist priest, it is probably not a fantasy to resist ordinary bullets by his body.

Generally, horizontal practice is to practice skin and flesh first, and then practice to a high level will involve a little bit of tempering the muscles and bones. Because it is from the outside to the inside, the practice method is also extremely barbaric, so it will leave hidden dangers and hidden injuries.

The Disha boxing technique is a horizontal practice from the inside out, and it is a boxing technique that carries qi and blood to the extreme. Therefore, the order of tempering the body is bone and tendon skin, which is in the opposite order from other external horizontal practice techniques.

At the beginning, when practicing boxing, transporting qi and blood is to temper the bones. After the bones are tempered, they are tendons and veins, and then finally the flesh and blood.

In this way, there will be almost no hidden dangers, and the body will not leave any hidden injuries due to practicing horizontal practice. After practicing cultivation, it will become stronger and there will be no weaknesses in the whole body.

The biggest reason why the old Taoist priest can live long and have good health is that he has practiced this Earth Evil Fist.

After eating, Wang Cheng started practicing boxing in the living room. His breathing was long and his movements were from slow to fast. The air in the entire living room was gradually stirred up.

Because Wang Cheng's breath is too strong, he will slowly accumulate breath when practicing this boxing technique. In the last dozen moves, it will take almost a few minutes to breathe in one breath.

Wang Yuanyuan packed up the kitchen and saw her brother Wang Cheng practicing boxing, her eyes flashed with the glory of wisdom. Usually, the little girl rarely speaks, but her intelligence is no less than that of Wang Cheng before. Her understanding of boxing is definitely not low, otherwise she would never have practiced Danyang Fist to a level that is almost at its peak in more than a month, and she is not far from the Great Perfection.

"What a long breath."

Wang Yuanyuan was surprised when she saw her brother Wang Cheng's breathing changes. Such a long breathing change required too much for qi and blood, and the requirement for qi and blood control was almost at an abnormal level.

Every breathing change is so complicated. If the breath is not long enough, I guess you will be unable to succeed before all the changes are completed. If the control power is not enough, the breathing change is not standard enough, and the qi and blood will not reach the position, and the effect of boxing will be gone.

The old Taoist priest didn't tell Wang Cheng that he had practiced this boxing technique for two years before he got started.

"I also want to become a master, and I can help my brother in the future."

Wang Yuanyuan kept reminding herself that this was her future goal.

Only if she can help her brother can she stay with her brother forever. The little girl is very smart.

At that moment, the little girl practiced Danyang fist on the other side with high fighting spirit, and her fist whirred and had already gained some power.

When it was about to go to bed at night, Wang Cheng arrived at Wang Hengjiang's payment information, and 13 million had already arrived. Wang Hengjiang called Wang Cheng, confirmed the receipt, and thanked Wang Cheng again, saying that he would treat him next time. Wang Cheng casually said a few words, then took a shower and went to bed.

the next day.

Wang Cheng still didn't go to class. He had the second mock exam in five days. But he was confident, so he still didn't go to school. Now his mind is on practicing boxing and Disha boxing.

I went to the mountain early in the morning and stood in front of the old Taoist priest to practice boxing. After practicing last night, the Disha Boxing technique was already very proficient.

The old Taoist priest sat there reading ancient books, and Wang Cheng practiced boxing at the door, so he simply spent a day.

Such a simple martial arts life will last until the arrival of Dongxingwu.

On that day, Wang Cheng came from his home early in the morning to the foot of Wusheng Mountain. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Dong Xingwu who had just gotten off and his apprentice.

Dong Xingwu's apprentice held a box in his hand and followed Dong Xingwu.

"Wang Cheng, you are here too, are your master okay?"

Dong Xingwu asked faintly when he saw Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng nodded and said, "My master has always been very good, waiting for your challenge."

In fact, Wang Cheng has a good sense of Dong Xingwu. He is calm, not impatient, and will not be angry when scolded. He has his own pursuit of martial arts. He is well-educated and has his own ideals. If he is not a Japanese identity, this martial artist who pursues martial arts is definitely a person worthy of admiration.

There is no way, the identity of the Japanese will instinctively disgust many people in China.

Dong Xingwu looked at the huge hidden tripod on Wusheng Mountain, and his face showed a look of memories, saying, "I stood here thirty years ago, but unfortunately I didn't have the courage to go up. This time, no matter what, I will go up the mountain to learn the unique skills of Senior Changhe."

This is his first time calling him a senior. When facing Liu Wuzhong and Yang Youde, they both regard themselves as their peers.

"When I was young, I practiced martial arts in Japan, and I heard some legends about Senior Changhe. In my heart, he has always been a powerful warrior."

Dong Xingwu said solemnly.

Wang Cheng was slightly surprised, but he didn't say anything. He and Dong Xingwu had no common language. People praised his master, but if he praised him again, he would have a little bit of a kind of selling melons.

However, Wang Cheng was still surprised by the reputation of the old Taoist priest in the Japanese martial arts world. Dongxingwu had heard of it when he was young. It seemed that it was the reputation left by the old Taoist priest on the battlefield when he was young, and it was widely circulated in the Japanese martial arts world.

It is rumored that when the Japanese military was preparing to invade China, it made a lot of preparations. Among them, mobilizing major Japanese samurai families and gathering many masters to form a sharp knife agent team was one of the most important deployments.

Therefore, it is not surprising that those Japanese masters have many battles with the experts from the land of China.

"How long have you been learning martial arts with Taoist Master Changhe?"

When Dong Xingwu saw that when Wang Cheng talked about the past, Wang Cheng refused to talk to him. He couldn't help but ask about Wang Cheng's learning about Wu. Seeing the richness of Wang Cheng's qi and blood, he felt that Wang Cheng had probably practiced martial arts for at least ten years.

Wang Cheng's answer made him stop in surprise.

"Two months!"

Wang Cheng replied lightly.

Dong Xingwu was shocked, stopped, stared at Wang Cheng, and frowned and asked, "Just two months?"

The Japanese internal Aiqi Dota uses internal qi to combine external qi. It will be very sensitive to external qi, so Dongxingwu has a clear sense of qi and blood sensing of Wang Cheng. He is so young and powerful qi and blood that even a genius will have to practice for at least five or six years.

Unexpectedly, Wang Cheng had only been practicing for two months?

In fact, if Wang Cheng secretly learned the three-body stance of Xingyiquan stance, he has been practicing boxing for ten years. However, the effect of the simple stance method is very weak. For ten years, Wang Cheng has practiced the three-body stance and Tai Chi stance method. In combination with the nine-stage breathing method, he has only stabilized the situation in his body and has not had much effect on enhancing qi and blood.

The real leaps and bounds started two months ago.

Faced with Dong Xingwu's surprise, Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively.

The middle-aged man around Dong Xingwu who had always been disgusted with Wang Cheng also looked at Wang Cheng in surprise, with disbelief, thinking that Wang Cheng might be bragging.

"Then you can be called a martial arts genius."

Dongxingwu said enviously.

Wang Cheng smiled, not saying anything.

The three of them went up the mountain in an awkward atmosphere, but Wang Cheng did not take them to the main entrance. He walked on the trail. Without disturbing others, he came to the backyard of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest is stomping in the yard. He has not practiced boxing too much recently. He spends most of his time stomping in horse stance, which is a bit like returning to nature and returning to the original nature.

"Master, Dongxingwu has arrived."

Wang Cheng said with a slight movement.

Dongxingwu also used the rules of Chinese warriors for the first time, and bowed his fists and said: "My younger Dongxingwu has seen Senior Changhe."

Dongxingwu's disciple also bent down slightly to salute. The Japanese rules were very strict. The master even saluted, so his disciple would never dare not disgrace him.

Changhe spit out a white breath. His eyes were like lightning, and he flashed in a flash. He looked at Dongxingwu and walked over with dragon walking and tiger steps, saying, "Get up, who is your master?"

Dongxingwu was shocked and said in a low voice: "In addition to learning the martial arts of my Dongxing family, I also learned swordsmanship from Uesugi Motoki."

Taoist Changhe laughed and said, "As soon as you enter the door, I know that you have practiced the three breathing sword secrets of the Uesugi family."
To be continued...