In just one day, he was able to walk like a normal person.
This is a broken rib, and it will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days. This is common sense to everyone.
Now, in just one day, he can act as if nothing is wrong. This is definitely the effect of the ointment.
"No, but you should be able to buy this medicine on the market soon."
Wang Dachun's Ji Meiren Biopharmaceutical Company is about to produce its first flagship product, which is Shangjin Duangu Ointment.
The ingredients for this bone-breaking ointment are not difficult to find, but the key is that the formula is relatively complicated, and Wang Dachun also spent a lot of effort to come up with a bottle.
While the two were talking, Song Weilong's phone rang. He took out his phone and looked at it, "My senior brother is here. Let me greet him at the door."
Li Xianhe was overjoyed, "Let's go and have a look."
Wang Dachun waved his hand and said: "Old man, if your legs and feet are inconvenient, don't go. Lao Song and I will go."
When the two came to the gate, they found a thin old man in camouflage uniform standing at the door with his hands behind his back arrogantly.
The old man is thin and thin, with triangular eyes, stilted eyebrows, and a braid on the back of his head.
Wang Dachun knew from his facial features that this person had a weird temper. People with such eyebrows were generally narrow-minded and difficult to get along with others.
However, this person's strength is quite good. He is actually at the peak of Anjin. It seems that he may break through to the realm of half-step master at any time.
Song Weilong hurriedly came up to him, "Senior brother!"
"Junior brother, are you injured?" The old man looked up and down and Song Weilong came to a conclusion.
Song Weilong waved his hand, "It's okay, they are just minor injuries. Let me introduce you to him. This is Wang Dachun. Brother, this is my senior brother Zhao Wuji."
Wang Dachun smiled and clasped his fists, "Wang Dachun, hello, senior."
Zhao Wuji ignored Wang Dachun and asked, "Who hurt you? Senior brother must help you seek justice!"
Song Weilong smiled and said: "Brother, I said it was a minor injury, so let's go in quickly."
"Hmph, since you don't take senior brother seriously, it's okay, let's leave now." After finishing speaking, Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.
Song Weilong quickly grabbed Zhao Wuji and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, let's talk while walking."
"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji continued to walk forward.
Wang Dachun suddenly said coldly, "Hey, old man, your junior brother was injured by me."
"What!"
Zhao Wuji turned around sharply and stared at Wang Dachun. After a moment, he smiled coldly, "You're a wet baby, do you deserve it?"
In Zhao Wuji's eyes, Wang Dachun was just like an ordinary boy. He couldn't believe that he could hurt or kill Song Weilong.
It's no wonder that the "Changchun Jue" practiced by Wang Dachun can restrain the energy, making it difficult for people to see the depth.
Song Weilong smiled bitterly, "Senior brother, I was indeed injured by him, and he only used one move."
"Is it?"
Only then did Zhao Wuji look at Wang Dachun carefully, circled around him twice, and said to himself: "It's strange, I can't detect the slightest energy fluctuation in this kid, he is obviously an ordinary person! "
Generally speaking, a master is like a beacon in the dark, standing out from the crowd. An expert can tell at a glance who is a master and who is an ordinary person in the crowd.
Wang Dachun smiled lightly and said, "You and I are both mortals, so there's nothing strange about this."
"Well, you and I are both mortals, so give me a slap." Zhao Wuji suddenly took action and slapped Wang Dachun's chest with his palm.
Wang Dachun was already prepared. He twisted his body strangely and hid. Then the old cat's footwork started and he ran towards the yard. "Old man, if you want to fight, come with me. I will let you know what boxing is." Afraid of being young and strong."
"Hmph, you are so arrogant!" Zhao Wuji was so angry that he ran away and chased after him.
Song Weilong shook his head and followed.
"Eh? This kid is weird!"
The more Zhao Wuji chased, the more surprised he became. He actually felt like he couldn't catch up. Wang Dachun was not only fast, but his footwork was also strange and changeable. He moved east and west, without any rules, but it made people wonder.
Whoosh!
Wang Dachun jumped onto the roof, and Zhao Wuji also climbed onto the roof. The two of them flew across the roof and the courtyard wall!
Thumping!
A flock of white pigeons was startled.
Finally, Wang Dachun stopped at the highest attic of the Li family. He turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "Old man, you can't catch up with me!"
"Hmph, boy, I admit that you are good at escaping, but I don't know how strong you are?"
Zhao Wuji was unconvinced, but there was a huge wave in his heart. The young man in front of him was so strong at such a young age. I really don't know how he did it.
Thinking about himself, it took decades of hard training to reach this point.
Could this guy have been practicing since his mother's womb?
If he knew that Wang Dachun had only been practicing for a few months, he would probably be scared to death!
"You'll know if you try it!"
After Wang Dachun finished speaking, he swooped down like a roc spreading its wings, and slapped Zhao Wuji with his palm.
"Bagua Lianzhang"!
Wang Dachun stepped on the Bagua and slapped several palms in succession. Even on a steep roof, he could walk on flat ground.
"A palm that shakes the world!"
"Weeping ghosts and gods with two palms!"
"Three palms determine the world!"
"Four palms strike in all directions!"
"Five Palms Turn Five Elements!"
"..."
"Eight Palms and Nine Chains!"
Wang Dachun struck eight palms in a row, each palm was as fast as the other, and each palm was more fierce than the last. The eight palms were superimposed on each other, like ocean waves, and the power reached its peak at the eighth palm.
Zhao Wuji felt that there were palm shadows everywhere in front of him, and he was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe.
boom!
In the end, Zhao Wuji failed to withstand the last palm, and his body was sent flying, causing a big hole in the roof and falling down.
Wang Dachun's Baguazhang finally reached the level of Dacheng.
Boom! Wow!
The huge noise woke everyone up, and everyone ran over to see.
Wang Dachun flew off the roof. Li Xianhe came over and rolled his eyes: "I'll go! What are you doing, demolishing the house!"
Zhao Wuji became disgraced and ran out angrily: "Boy, don't count just now, let's do it again!"
Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Why don't you forget it? I am willing to admit defeat."
Song Weilong ran over, "I'll go! You guys ended it so quickly? This is too fast!"
Zhao Wuji snorted, "Humph, this kid is being ridiculous!"
Wang Dachun didn't even bother to explain.
"Old man, this is my senior brother Zhao Wuji. Please forgive me for being a bit reckless."
Li Xianhe clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Zhao. Welcome, welcome, please come and sit in the room!"
Zhao Wuji ignored Li Xianhe, but looked at Wang Dachun and said: "Humph, boy, what kind of palm technique did you just do? I have never seen it before?"
