Chapter 332: Xingyi 7 Punches

The entire hospital's doctors on duty in the middle of the night were alarmed, and they were all running back and forth in a panic.

The young master of the Ye family was beaten and admitted to the hospital the day before. He was about to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, but tonight, he was attacked and beaten again. This time, it was more serious than before. Several ribs were broken. He had to recuperate in the hospital. It’s been ten or eight days.

Police from the police station also came overnight.

The director, Zheng Chengming, had his brows furrowed all night and his face was as black as coal.

"Judging from the method of committing the crime, it is the same person who attacked and beat Ye Xingchen in the alley earlier." After the deputy director Chen Feng came to investigate, he frowned even more tightly, "The hospital's surveillance video has been retrieved, but... Nothing was found - there were cameras everywhere in the hospital, how did he avoid them? "

Zheng Chengming's expression was also extremely gloomy.

"Judging from the method of committing the crime, this person's anti-reconnaissance capabilities are too sophisticated. It will be difficult to detect him in a short while. There are not even fingerprints left at the scene."

Chen Fenglai couldn't help but sigh, "Who on earth dares to attack the young master of the Ye family repeatedly like this?"

Two hours later, Ye Xingchen was pushed out of the emergency room.

He had woken up, but his face was as black as coal.

There were several layers of bandages on his body, and at first glance he looked like a mummy. It seemed as if a thousand-foot-high angry flame was erupting from his chest. But he didn't dare to have an attack. The slightest movement would pull up the pain nerves all over his body, like needles piercing his soul.

He could only widen his eyes and hold back his heart full of hatred and anger.

His expression was extremely ugly.

Two people suffered big losses under the same tactics. The person who slapped him behind the scenes was simply humiliating himself, the young master of the Ye family.

I definitely can't swallow this breath.

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but want to roar, but in the end he pulled the wound. The pain was heartbreaking for an instant, his eyes went dark and he passed out again.

A night of peace and quiet, one morning the sun rises in the east.

Pengcheng, inside the luxurious villa.

Qian Yilan and her mother Wan Yu stayed up all night.

Stay in the room.

A figure was lying on the bed in the room,

His whole body was wrapped in white bandages and he was motionless.

"Lan'er, thank you, otherwise, your father - even if he can save his life, will become a useless person. This - will be more painful than killing him." Wan Yu sighed.

Qian Yilan looked back at the figure on the bed at the moment, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother and daughter didn't dare to sleep a wink all night.

Because after the miracle doctor Jiang Renxin was invited, he immediately came to Qianyan's rescue. Finally, he was covered with black jade continuation pulse ointment.

"The miracle doctor Jiang Renxin said that as long as Dad spends the night safely and nothing happens, there is a 90% chance of a complete recovery." Qian Yilan finally looked more relaxed, and then her eyes fell on Wan Yu, He said seriously, "Mom, can you tell me now what happened to Dad's injury?"

Wan Yu looked startled.

Silence fell.

After a while, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Lan'er, don't ask too much about this matter. With your strength, even if you know, it will be of no use."

"Mom, tell me." Qian Yilan said anxiously, "Although the news came back that Dad was injured by the Qiyuan Evil Sect, which sect of the Qiyuan Evil Sect was he? Also, why did they suddenly not meet each other? Attacked my dad for no reason."

These are all the questions lingering in Qian Yilan's mind. She had been holding back from saying anything because of Qian Yan's serious injury. Now, she finally couldn't help but ask questions.

However, Wan Yu never had any intention of telling Qian Yilan the truth.

"In short, this is a personal grudge between your father and the Qiyuan Evil Sect. Don't ask too many questions." Wan Yu sighed and said, "Lan'er, you have a good talent. If your strength can break through to Darkness Strength, this Of course I can tell you something.”

Qian Yilan pursed her red lips tightly.

But now, he is only in the late third stage of Ming Jin. Although he is considered good among the younger generation, he is still too far away from An Jin.

How many warriors can turn light into darkness and become powerful dark warriors?

Qian Yilan knew her mother's character, so she didn't ask any more questions, but secretly made up her mind and clenched her fist lightly.

Dark strength.

This is your goal.

Behind the Bauhinia Mountain.

The morning glow is brilliant, the golden light is brilliant, and it is so beautiful.

The figure swayed, like a snake's shadow gliding across suddenly, leaving a trace of horror deep in people's hearts, which was frightening.

Xingyi Snake Fist!

No, it should be the concentrated and integrated Xingyi Snake Fist.

Early in the morning, Luo Feng had already arrived at the Zijin Back Mountain. As expected, Qian Yilan hadn't come back yet, so Luo Feng started practicing boxing by himself, hitting the Xingyi Snake Fist several times in one go.

A sudden realization occurred.

Fusion makes a move.

It combines the essence of the first thirty moves of Xingyi Snake Fist.

Like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole, it carries a biting cold breath, making it hard to guard against.

Weird and sharp.

boom!

The Xingyi Snake Fist hit a big tree on one side hard.

In an instant, a hole was blasted out of the trunk of the big tree.

Smoke rises.

Luo Feng's face was calm, and there was a trace of joy in his calm eyes.

Even if it was just a combination of moves, it was still an unexpected surprise.

"In time, if I can master the whole set of Xingyiquan, then the power will be amazing." Luo Feng said to himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Since Xingyi Sect said that he stole their martial arts, then---Luo Feng decided from the moment he saw the hero post, what's wrong with him stealing it?

Luo Feng has already learned about it.

The core of Xingyi Sect's Xingyiquan mainly consists of seven punches.

Xingyi Snake Fist!

Xingyi Leopard Fist!

Xingyi Crane Fist!

Xingyi Tiger Fist!

Xingyi Eagle Fist!

Xingyi Monkey Fist!

Xingyi Mantis Fist!

Xingyi Seven Fists are the absolute core of Xingyi Sect's martial arts.

Of course, according to the information Luo Feng learned from handsome Jiang, even in Xingyi Sect, there are almost no martial artists who practice Xingyi Seven Fists. After all, a person's energy is limited. If he can specialize in one of the punches, it is much better than practicing all seven punches but only touching the surface.

But Luo Feng is so ‘greedy’.

His goal is the Seven Xingyi Fists.

The Leopard Fist of Xingyi has been completely integrated, and this morning, the Snake Fist of Xingyi has also made a big breakthrough.

This trend makes Luo Feng very satisfied.

“On ​​November 15, should I use the martial arts of Xingyi Sect to defeat these hypocritical hypocrites on Baiyun Mountain?” Luo Feng couldn’t help but talk to himself, his eyes flashing with expectation.

“Since they keep saying that I am a scum of martial artists, then I will lose to them.”

“I want to see what Xingyi Sect can do to me?”

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and sneered.

If you want to steal the Seven Xingyi Fists, you must at least fight with a large number of Xingyi Sect masters.

Pulling hatred is essential.

Fortunately, the skill of ‘pulling hatred’ is a regular skill package of Luo Feng, and it will never be lost.