Don't look, wait half an hour.
…
Even Mr. Ye praised him.
One can imagine how injured Zhao Jun's limbs were.
At first, Ye Mingzhong didn't notice it yet. He just treated the injury according to its appearance.
The acupoints are pricked to dredge the blood, and the energy is transferred to both palms. The dark energy is generated and the medicinal power is sent directly to the bone marrow to cultivate vitality.
After achieving this step, as long as the other party has no other internal injuries, basically, he will be better after ten days and a half.
After a month, I can walk on the ground and hold objects with my hands.
It will take no more than two months to return to the previous appearance.
This is the medical level of a master of traditional Chinese medicine.
When it comes to treating trauma, veteran doctors with all kinds of powerful techniques have compared Western medicine to nowhere.
Of course he is confident.
Be confident that no matter what kind of injury it is, it will not be a problem for you.
However, after Ye Mingzhong finished the treatment, he realized that everything he had done before was in vain.
The trauma was cured, but Zhao Jun's expression not only did not ease at all, but became even more serious.
It seemed that the previous operation had touched something, and now his eyes turned white in pain, and he almost fainted.
Seeing Ye Mingzhong pick up the silver needle again, he kept shrinking back and even started to avoid it.
"It hurts so much, I can't bear it, it's a heartbreaking pain."
This time, when Ye Mingzhong's silver needle came out, it didn't puncture the acupoint, but the muscle.
Wherever the needle light fell, I felt my fingers tremble, with a feeling like an electric shock.
He doesn't know yet.
It turned out that the broken bones were just a symptom, and the real injury was still the residue of a strange strength.
It's like An Jin, but it's long-lasting and hidden, and it's even stronger than An Jin.
This force is so soft and tough that you really can't detect it without careful observation.
His heart moved, and the silver needle turned and pierced the side of Zhao Jun's waist and abdomen.
Then, as expected, I found that the silver needle was still jumping up and down, causing my fingers to feel slightly sore and numb.
"Even the water in his kidneys was cut off, so that he could have no descendants. How much hatred and hatred is this? To do such cruel things to ordinary people..."
When he thought of this, the old man couldn't help but speak out in anger.
Forget about breaking his limbs, he even cut off the kidney water, turning the other party into a complete cripple from the inside out.
This approach is actually more painful and uncomfortable than killing.
"Xiao Cao, I heard that that young man is your right-hand man. Is he always so ruthless?"
Suddenly I lost face.
Ye Mingzhong looked ugly and couldn't stand it anymore.
Turning to ask Cao Yi.
Cao Yi smiled bitterly. He didn't want to come in the first place, but was dragged over by Wang Dingguo. At this time, his position was a bit awkward.
He wanted to get by without saying anything, but unexpectedly Ye Mingzhong asked him by name.
After thinking about it, he still didn't want to answer against his will and just shook his head: "Team Leader Yang is usually very gentle and has a good relationship with his colleagues.
It's just that he hates evil as much as he hates it, and he doesn't want to see anyone committing crimes in front of his eyes, so he is indeed a bit harsh. "
"You call this too harsh?"
Zhao Weiguo was also full of anger, "He is a martial arts practitioner. When he first learned martial arts, his master never taught him. Can't he be cruel to ordinary people?"
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The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
