Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 278

"Wing Chun White Crane Boxing is the predecessor of modern Wing Chun Boxing. It is divided into five styles: Zonghe, Minghe, Feihe, Shihe, and Suhe. Our lineage is the inheritance of Wing Chun Feihe. What you see is a crane dancing in the sky, with an elegant and gentle body movement, just watch out...!"

"Drink!" Zhang Tianyu let out a low growl, and raised his hands lightly to strike a set of punches. This punching method is so exquisite that even Wang Xiaohu, a layman, couldn't help but praise him after seeing it.

"Well, this is...!" Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly, his eyes widened.

He seemed to have an illusion that Zhang Tianyu in front of him had already turned into a white crane, his wings fluttered and he flew high, and he could even faintly hear the sound of the crane's cry.

"It's called appearance!" Liu Mingyue seemed to see Wang Xiaohu's curiosity, patted him on the shoulder and said with a faint smile: "With a certain level of martial arts practice, you can return to the original by mastering the essence of boxing, and Wing Chun Baihe is pictographic boxing. The white crane is the prototype, and if you practice to the depths to cultivate the true form, the power of the boxing will not only increase a hundred times!"

Liu Mingyue stared at Zhang Tianyu's movements with bare eyes: "The truth is rare, and it's a kind of chance for you to come across it. It's because Master Jin is in a good mood, so he showed it. Let's take a good look!"

Wang Xiaohu nodded, and watched Zhang Tianyu's movements intently with his eyes, and he was extremely serious.

"Cough cough!" Zhang Tianyu, who was demonstrating White Crane Fist, suddenly turned red, and coughed heavily while clutching his chest.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaohu seemed to be in a daze, and looking at him again, Zhang Tianyu was still Zhang Tianyu, and the white crane just now had disappeared without a trace.

"Phase? It's really exquisite!"

"Master, are you alright!" When Wang Xiaohu was in a daze, Liu Mingyue had already rushed over to support Zhang Tianyu.

"It's okay!" Zhang Tianyu waved his hands, his face turned slightly pale.

"Master, are you injured?" Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly.

When he was fighting Cui Changqing just now, he heard Liu Mingyue mention this issue.

"Ahem, it's okay!" Zhang Tianyu coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and shook his head.

My ri, it's okay to cough up blood?
Wang Xiaohu's face twitched slightly: "Master, I know some medical skills, can you let me see!"

"Huh? Little San, you still know medical skills!" Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Zhang Tianyu looked at him in surprise.

"Little San?" Wang Xiaohu's face darkened slightly. He served apprentice tea and was defeated by Zhang Tianyu, ranking third. Although there is nothing wrong with calling it this way, Wang Xiaohu always felt weird for no reason. Now he understands that Liu Mingyue is called the second How does brother feel?

"Cough cough!" Wang Xiaohu smiled awkwardly: "I understand a little bit, people in the Jianghu are known as the village doctor with wonderful hands!"

"Well, you can watch it if you want!" Zhang Tianyu smiled lightly, as if he didn't take Wang Xiaohu's words to heart.

He himself is the most aware of this injury, it is an internal injury, there is absolutely no way for ordinary western medicine, unless it is a master-level doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, otherwise there is no hope of healing.

"By the way, how much do you remember the set of punches just now?" Zhang Tianyu squinted at Wang Xiaohu.

"Don't worry, Master, I've already memorized everything!" Wang Xiaohu patted his chest, showing a confident smile.

"What? Remember everything?" Zhang Tianyu was surprised when he heard Wang Xiaohu's words.

"No, Xiaosan, you...you actually memorized everything!" Even Liu Mingyue had an expression of disbelief: "I only memorized [-]% of it back then!"

"Could it be that I was wrong? This kid is actually a peerless talent?" Zhang Tianyu swept Wang Xiaohu back and forth with wide-eyed eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Take off your clothes and let me Master touched the bone again, yes, this time... take off the bottom too!"

"Master, please respect yourself!" Wang Xiaohu said teasingly, pointed at the video just recorded on his phone and smiled coyly: "Don't you guys know there is such a thing as a mobile phone?"

"Cut!" Zhang Tianyu and Liu Mingyue rolled their eyes together.

Wang Xiaohu shrank his neck and grinned, followed the two into the hall.

He now understands why martial arts training is divided into upper and lower aptitudes. He didn't even remember a single point of the boxing technique just now. There was no such thing as a mobile phone in ancient times, and he couldn't even learn how to learn boxing if he couldn't even remember the boxing techniques his master practiced.

Zhang Tianyu sat on the grand teacher's chair, took two sips of tea lightly, put his right hand on the table and said casually: "Come on!"

"Master, where is your injury?"

Standing in front of Zhang Tianyu, Wang Xiaohu asked solemnly.

"Chest!" Zhang Tianyu murmured.

"Oh!" Wang Xiaohu nodded, and put Zhang Tianyu's hand back with a grin: "Then let's not take the pulse, let's rub the top!"

"Pfft!" Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Zhang Tianyu spurted old blood from his heart, you are a quack doctor, how can there be a Chinese medicine doctor who doesn't check the pulse and wipe the chest, old Chinese medicine doctor, you are an old hooligan!

"Cough cough! Go ahead, I won't watch!" Liu Mingyue coughed dryly and turned his head away, his slightly trembling body was obviously holding back a laugh.

Ignoring Zhang Tianyu's dark complexion like the bottom of a pot, Wang Xiaohu pressed his back on his chest, opened his palms and eyes, and checked the situation in his body.

"What is this...?" Seeing the condition inside Zhang Tianyu's body, Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly.

The situation in Zhang Tianyu's body was very complicated. In addition to the normal internal organ damage, there seemed to be some colorless gas attached around the organ. These gases eroded Zhang Tianyu's body like tarsal maggots, and also prevented the healing of his internal injuries.

Wang Xiaohu released white spiritual power to test it out. As soon as the white spiritual power approached the colorless gas, both of them evaporated instantly like adding fuel to the fire, and even Wang Xiaohu could vaguely hear the sound of sizzle in his mind.

"Huh!" Wang Xiaohu took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and his face was slightly solemn.

"How? Can it be cured?" Seeing Wang Xiaohu's expression, Zhang Tianyu asked casually without hope.

"Yes, it can be cured!" Wang Xiaohu nodded solemnly.

"It's fine if you can't cure it. As a teacher, I've been used to it for a long time. Anyway, I can't die, that is, I can't use kung fu...Wait a minute, did you just say that it can be cured?" Zhang Tianyu's indifferent face suddenly twitched, and he jumped from the seat in an instant. He jumped up and stared at Wang Xiaohu with wide eyes.

"Yes, it can be cured!" Wang Xiaohu pinched his nose.

"You... aren't making fun of the master!" Zhang Tianyu swept Wang Xiaohu's suspicious eyes, this is obviously not the appearance of a master of Chinese medicine!

"Master, do you think I'm joking?" Wang Xiaohu pouted with a serious expression on his face.

"Well, I understand! You are a quack doctor." Zhang Tianyu sat down on the seat again: "It's okay, you are also kind, the master doesn't blame you for your shallow medical skills, but in the future, don't tell others that you are good at medicine, as it is easy to cause accidents !"

"I...!" Hearing Zhang Tianyu's words, Wang Xiaohu's heart spurted wildly.

(End of this chapter)