Chapter 282 Blowing Out Medical Skills!
At this time, Wang Zhe had crawled out of the underground pothole.
Cursing and complaining, why do these bosses always like to shoot people under the ground, and make human-shaped potholes on all the good floors. Have you considered the follow-up maintenance of other people's guest houses?
Very immoral ah there is wood!
After patting the dust off his body, Wang Zhe's gaze also fell on Zhao Wanqian, who was picked up from the ground by Yang Fan, with a look of surprise on his face.
He knew that Yang Fan had some simple healing skills. The day before yesterday at the South China Martial Arts School, Wang Zhe had witnessed Yang Fan heal the redness and swelling on Jin Wenze's face with a wave of his hand, and the effect was immediate.
But he couldn't imagine that Yang Fan's healing technique, in addition to healing some skin trauma such as redness and swelling, could also heal the weakened cultivation strength due to the collapse of martial arts self-confidence.
Such a powerful healing effect seems a bit surprising.
Wang Zhe could see very clearly that Zhong Dashan and Zhao Wangan, who had been treated by Yang Fan, although their martial arts self-confidence was still in a state of collapse, but because of the recovery of their cultivation and strength, their original martial arts will has gradually recovered. Once the martial arts will is fully recovered, the martial arts self-confidence will be condensed again.
Although Yang Fan's treatment method did not cure the root cause, it undoubtedly greatly shortened the time for these Qingshan martial arts school students to recover their martial arts confidence.
Judging by the speed at which their martial arts will recover, they might be able to fully recover in another night, before the official start of the tutelary mansion's resource competition.
Wang Zhe sighed softly: "This bastard, why are you so honest? Even if you have such a treatment method, you can't cure everyone at once. Leave a small tail and let them recover after the group arena. Wouldn't it be better?"
With the loss of six powerful competitors, wouldn't the South China Martial Arts School have a greater chance of winning the championship?
"This little cousin is still a bit young." Wang Zhe glanced at Ren Qingzhi beside him, and said in his heart: "With this old Bangcai directing beside me, even if my little cousin has such a heaven-defying means like the field of will, It is inevitable that someone will take advantage of the loophole!"
Yang Fan's will field is flawed, even a second-level master like Wang Zhe has already noticed it, but Wang Qingzhi is a peak master, so how could he not notice it?
As long as the time comes, all the people from the Qingshan Martial Arts School will stand five meters away from Yang Fan and attack from a distance, so that Yang Fan's field of will will not have the corresponding restriction function at all.
No matter how powerful the moves can't attack the enemy, it can only become a useless decoration.
Fundamentally speaking, these six students from Qingshan Martial Arts School are far superior to Yang Fan in terms of cultivation and strength. If they try to avoid them, Yang Fan may not be able to catch up with him.
"Little brother, this student you brought is very special."
Ren Qingzi glanced at Wang Zhe, and praised softly: "Not only did he comprehend the field of will in advance at a young age, but he also seemed to know a lot about the joint combat techniques commonly used in the army. When he made a move just now, he just hit those few It is definitely not a coincidence that the weakest point of a child's battle formation."
"Otherwise, although Dashan and the others will lose in the end, they will definitely not lose so quickly and so badly."
Ren Qingzhi is extremely confident about the Guiyuan battle formation practiced by Zhong Dashan and the others. The six children formed a battle together, and the aura of Guiyuan was united. There is already a trace of the power of a grand master.
Just now, one Yao Chengbin was missing, which made the perfect battle formation composed of six people less powerful and more flawed, which made Yang Fan find the flaw so quickly.
Otherwise, Yang Fan may not be able to win them in their heyday only with the domain of will that has just taken shape.
"Haha." Wang Zhe made a haha, bragging: "This is all normal operation, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!"
Wang Zhe said triumphantly: "It's not that I'm boasting. My little cousin has been smart since he was a child, with outstanding talent and super comprehension ability! No matter what martial arts it is, he can easily find out the flaws in it just by looking at it. It made even my cousin feel ashamed."
The corner of Ren Qingzhi's mouth twitched, and the palm of his right hand began to itch again. He couldn't help but want to slap this braggart guy in front of him again to the ground.
Is Lao Tzu a fool?
You can see the flaws with just a glance. What kind of genius has I not seen in my life in the Jianghu for more than a hundred years?
It’s not like there are super geniuses with a photographic memory and a quick glance, but they are all baby bumps that one out of hundreds of millions of people may not be able to produce. Basically, they will be secretly taken away by the relevant departments from the moment they are born. , concentrated training, how can they get their turn to let the South China Martial Arts School pick up the leak?
This Yang Fan, at most, has an amazing understanding, as for the others, he may not be so powerful.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be at the fourth level of a martial artist until now.
"And his healing technique, Brother Ren, you have also seen it with your own eyes. It takes every minute to heal human flesh and bones. He healed even our South China old principal's old wounds that lasted for more than thirty years, so he is still the old principal's savior."
Wang Zhe began to put a halo on Yang Fan's body. He has outstanding medical ability. The savior of the South China Grandmaster, just these two should be able to make Ren Qingzhi feel jealous, and then give up his dissatisfaction with Yang Fan.
For this little cousin, Wang Zhe really broke his heart, and he boasted more cowhide than he combined in the past twenty years.
Ren Qingyi was startled, as if he took it seriously, and asked Wang Zhe quite unexpectedly: "Really, he can even heal injuries at the peak level of a master?"
He had heard about Zhu Huanan's injury for a long time. Thirty years ago, the old lunatic entered Luoyu Mountain alone with one sword and one man. He was seriously injured because of this, and he has been nesting in Xichu City for decades and rarely came out.
According to Wang Zhe's words, the old guy's injury has completely healed, and he was healed by the teenage boy in front of him.
This is a bit awesome.
Once a warrior at the master level, especially at the peak level of a master, is seriously injured, in addition to his own suffering and slow recovery by relying on his own strength, only high-level elixir and spiritual plants above level 7 can effectively heal .
Of course, if someone above the king level is willing to make a move, that's not a problem, but who can have such a big face to invite a king level master?
So, now that he heard that Yang Fan had the ability to heal the injuries of the peak master, Ren Qingzhi was instantly taken aback, staring at Yang Fan with piercing eyes, as if he had other plans.
Seeing this, Wang Zhe felt a little bad in an instant. The cowhide seemed a little too big just now.
Seeing Ren Qingzhi's perverted look, it must be something bad. What if he really found a seriously injured patient at the peak level of a grandmaster?
Just now, Wang Zhe just had a good time with his mouth, but Wang Zhe never thought about whether Yang Fan's primary healing technique can really heal the peak of the master?
I have no idea!
"Well, anyway, everyone spreads it like this, and the Grandmaster of South China has never publicly denied it, so maybe Qi is not fake?"
Wang Zhe began to feel a little guilty, and his tone of speech was not as sure as when he was bragging just now.
"Then it can't be wrong!" Ren Qingzhi patted Wang Zhe's shoulder excitedly, and said happily: "That old bangcai Zhu Huanan has a very hot temper, and he can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Since he didn't deny it, then nine Ninety percent of them are true!"
Wang Zhe couldn't help but want to refute. The old principal is so hot-tempered. He is obviously a gentle and refined group. He doesn't seem to have a trace of fireworks, and he speaks as elegantly as a scholar. How could he be so hot-tempered?
However, it's true that he can't tolerate sand in his eyes. The old headmaster is upright and has the spirit of an ancient literati, and he doesn't allow anyone to play tricks in front of him.
Therefore, Wang Zhe felt even more guilty. If Ren Qingzhi had nothing to do to go to the South China Grandmaster to seek evidence, the matter would definitely be revealed, and he would definitely have nothing to eat.
"Little brother!" Ren Qingzhi put his arms around Wang Zhe's shoulders, with an extremely kind and sincere smile on his face, and asked Wang Zhe softly, "You said that Yang Fan is your cousin, right?"
Wang Zhe nodded proudly: "Yes, he is indeed my cousin, dear!"
"That's good!" Ren Qingzhi hugged his arms even tighter, and said, "You and I are brothers. Since he is your cousin, he is also my cousin. We are all family members. Is there anything wrong with the words?"
Without waiting for Wang Zhe to answer, Ren Qingzhi continued: "It's just right, old brother, I have a dark wound on my body, which has tortured me for almost sixty years. I wonder if my little cousin can please stretch out his hand and give it to me." Do you want to be healed too?"
Ren Qingzhi's eyes showed a trace of unspeakable eagerness.
The dark spot on his body has been around for more than 60 years. Although it is not serious, it is very annoying. It is just like the previous rheumatism. Whenever it is cloudy and rainy, it will come out and show its face. It's too much trouble.
Over the years, doctors have been looking for a lot, and elixir medicines have been taken a lot, but there is no way to completely eradicate it.
Now, seeing Yang Fan's healing methods, and listening to Wang Zhe's blowing through mountains and seas, Ren Qingzhi's long-silent mind came alive again.
Even Zhu Huanan's old wounds that have been bruised for more than 30 years can be healed, and there may be hope for his unmentionable illnesses of more than 60 years.
"Of course it's okay!" Wang Zhe stammered a little bit, and he was a little bit stuck, and quickly left himself a step back: "However, brother, your disease is an old disease from sixty years ago, and it has been deeply rooted, so it may not be true. It will have a miraculous effect, if it really doesn’t work, brother must not blame it.”
Ren Qingzhi nodded readily: "That's natural. Do you think I'm the kind of unreasonable person? We are brothers. As long as my cousin is willing to treat me with heart, I will be cured. I have great confidence in him. !"
Wang Zhe wondered whether the implication of this sentence can be understood in this way. If it can't be cured, then it has no intentions. Don't blame him for being rude?
"Cousin, just agree to him!" At this time, Yang Fan's spiritual sound transmission came to Wang Zhe's ears, "I am sure of his injuries!"
Wang Zhe was refreshed.
He couldn't help raising his head and glanced at Yang Fan, seeing that the little cousin was still leisurely looking at him at this time, he couldn't help feeling relieved.
This little fellow showed off his healing skills in front of Ren Qingzhi in such a high-profile manner. Could it be that he had premeditated it in order to invite this old man into the urn?
Thinking about it this way, Wang Zhe felt more and more that there was such a possibility. Yang Fan must have seen through Ren Qingzhi's hidden illnesses and old troubles long ago, so he thought of using this method to deliberately approach Ren Qingzhi.
This scheming little boy is really good at acting, he almost fooled his cousin.