Chapter 739

"Auntie, the child is still young, so eat less cold drinks. On such a day, give him less cold dishes, especially those bought outside. Those things are unhygienic." Wang Yao specially reminded him. He has seen more than one time that people in this family try to save trouble by buying food from outside, meat and cold dishes, which seem to save trouble, but in summer, these things are unhygienic and easy to eat.

"Hey, I see." The old man watching the child said with a smile.

"how much?"

"No need." A little medicine is not worth a few dollars.

"Then thank you."

"You go slowly."

The old man led the child and left with a smile.

After waiting for a while, looking at the time, he felt that no one would come, so he locked the door of the medical hall, went out, and came to Zhong Liuchuan's residence.

"Sir, aren't you going to see a doctor today?"

"I didn't give it to the patient in the afternoon, so I closed the door and came to talk to you."

"Wait a minute, sir, I'm going to make tea."

In an instant, a pot of tea has a faint fragrance.

"Sir, what do you want me to do?"

"It's true. Didn't you say before that you want to learn kung fu from me? Come and talk to you today."

"Okay, I'm all ears." Zhong Liuchuan sat upright after hearing this.

He has seen Wang Yao's ability with his own eyes, he is simply a land god, he does not expect to learn all of them, even if he can learn one-tenth of them, it is enough for him to use for a lifetime.

"Don't be so serious, just talk first, I want to hear about your situation first."

"Okay." Immediately, Zhong Liuchuan told Wang Yao what he had learned in detail. When did he start learning Kung Fu, and when did he start to engage in that shady special "profession", he said in detail, for Wang Yao , Except for the secrets that must be kept in his heart, he told all his experiences.

The things he learned are very complicated, including Hongquan, boxing, and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, but he is not proficient in these things, let alone mastered them. , In addition, he likes to use daggers very much, and he has worked the most on this aspect.

"Ok,

Almost done, go to the yard. "

Two people came to the yard.

"Come on, use your skills to attack me."

"it is good."

Zhong Liuchuan launched an attack instantly, very fast.

"The footwork is messy, practical, but disorganized." Wang Yao just watched, just felt.

Zhong Liuchuan's attack is very slow for him, as soon as his movements show signs of launching, he can feel it, even without eyes, he can feel the change of the surrounding air mechanism very clearly tell him this.

At the very beginning, Zhong Liuchuan still had some reservations. After all, he was his benefactor and master of art, and he didn't use those insidious and fierce fighting methods, so he kept three points.

"You don't need to show mercy, just use it, let me see all your methods." Wang Yao also saw that he had reservations, so he said.

At such a close distance, even if a gun directly attacks him, he is sure to dodge it, or instantly incapacitate the opponent.

"Okay, sir, be careful."

Zhong Liuchuan yelled, and then he moved faster, more than three minutes faster than before, and the angle of attack was even more tricky, and his moves could not leave the vital parts. These were the messy things he had learned through experience. The actual combat method summed up from some of his own experience and insights, his occupation requires him to be merciless in his shots, with the primary purpose of killing the opponent, what posture, what morality, such things are not considered by him at all. If you consider these, his life may have long been gone.

"Do you have a knife?"

"Take it with you." Zhong Liuchuan said, he has never left his body with his sword since several years ago, even in this mountain village, under such peaceful living conditions, this is a habit he has developed over the years. Engaging in this particular profession requires a strong sense of crisis, which is a business with the head hanging from the belt.

"Use it."

"it is good."

A bright light, sharp blade.

With the knife in hand, his attack speed is faster, and the angle is more tricky.

fast, hard,

These are the two characteristics of his kung fu, his moves are fatal, and he uses offense instead of defense.

"Almost." Wang Yao said.

Zhong Liuchuan stopped immediately after hearing this, and the blade was put away instantly.

Huh, huh, soon, he adjusted his breathing. This fight gave him a better understanding of Wang Yao's cultivation. He didn't even touch his clothes, and he could clearly feel that Wang Yao was as relaxed as walking in a courtyard. The gap between two people, one in the sky and the other underground, is incomparable.

"Your learning is very complicated, not systematic, and the offense and defense are unbalanced." Wang Yao said.

In terms of boxing, at the beginning it was a pure hobby. Zhou Xiong led him into the door, and then he studied it by himself. By a coincidence, he got the Zhou family's ancient boxing classic, plus the mysterious blessing of "Natural Classic", Entering the country is a fast pace, and several epiphanies have allowed him to stand at a position that others may not be able to reach in a lifetime of hard work at a young age.

"Yes, sir is right." Zhong Liuchuan said, he is very clear about these, this is his own bottleneck, there is no problem against ordinary and slightly stronger opponents, but against those professional masters, it is a bit stretched For example, in the change and state that came last time, the other party is not just as simple as using poison, but his kung fu is very powerful. The serious Southern School Mojia boxing, and Wing Chun, this is not something he can believe. Than.

"The kung fu I learned was introduced by Zhou Xiong, you have seen it too."

"Yes, I have."

"Cangzhou boxing, I will teach you some unique breathing methods first, and you practice first."

"Yes, sir."

Wang Yao handed over to him the simple method of breathing and exhaling. This is a combination of the Daoyin technique he learned from the "Natural Classic" and the martial art technique he learned from Chen Ying last time. Although it can't be said to be so advanced, it is simple and practical.

In fact, in Wang Yao's opinion, this is not considered advanced, but if he tells other martial arts practitioners about this method of practicing martial arts, they will definitely regard it as a treasure, because now this inner family's breathing method is already very advanced. It is rare, it is the stunt of some sects.

Practicing one breath internally, exercising muscles, bones and skin externally,

From the beginning of life, the first thing that people come into contact with is breathing, which is the basis of human existence. You can go without water for a day, or you can go without food for three days, but if you don’t breathe for an hour, you will definitely die. the most basic stuff.

Wang Yao said it twice, then taught Zhong Liuchuan once, and let Zhong Liuchuan practice twice. He obviously couldn't master this breathing technique in such a short period of time.

"This is not urgent, take your time."

"Hey."

"By the way, during the few attacks just now, I found that there are still old wounds in your body that have not healed." Wang Yao said.

"Yes." Zhong Liuchuan said, there was indeed a hidden wound in his body, it was a gunshot wound, and the wound was on the lung. Although the wound was healed, it left a hidden wound, which would appear when he was moving rapidly. A condition of shortness of breath.

"Let me show you how to solve this hidden injury."

Wang Yao looked carefully.

"easy."

"Ah?!" Zhong Liuchuan was taken aback after hearing this.

This kind of old injury that has passed for several years is actually very difficult to treat. He has also seen several doctors, but there is no way. He just thinks that it does not affect his normal life too much, so he put it on hold. Get up, until today Wang Yao mentioned it again.

"Okay, come here first, don't pass on what I taught you to others."

"Hey, I see."

It was evening when Wang Yao left.

Thousands of miles away in the capital, Hou Shida's mother invited Li Shengrong, a master of Xinglin, and his diagnosis and treatment results were very bad. Her son hurt the tendons in the head and abdomen, and it was very difficult to treat.

"Old Li, even you can't do anything?" The woman asked anxiously after hearing this.

"I have no choice." The old man said.

"Then what should I do!" She loves her little son very much.