General, take it easy

"Nonsense! An'er, you violated the precepts of your ancestors and humiliated this senior. Do you still want to show off now?"

I saw an old man with gray hair, leaning on a cane, slowly walking out of the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall.

There was an exclamation in the crowd.

"This old man looks like an international boxing champion."

The number of people in the live broadcast room: 12862 people.

Everyone is asking who is this old man?

He shouted, he hit his son and attracted Lao Tzu,

There are people who understand this aspect, and popular science in due course.

"Knock on the blackboard. Look here. Grandpa Yan Gang was an international fighting champion in 63 and 64. He won 28 games in a row without a single loss. My father admired him very much. He almost won three consecutive championships back then, but he retired in his prime. It is still a mystery." .”

"Ah, this is my dad's idol when he was young. It is said that Mr. Yan retired due to injury."

All of a sudden, the sighs of the heroes in their twilight years emerged endlessly.

However, most of the audience of the live broadcast are young people, and they don't know much about the great achievements of this old man.

Back then, it could be said that he single-handedly overthrew many foreign masters.

For the sake of the international fighting competition, the defeated Huaxia Kingdom felt proud.

The old man walked up to Lan Yunze, bowed respectfully and saluted, and said in a hoarse and dry voice: "I implore this senior, save the dog, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree."

Lan Yunze sighed and helped him up.

Although the old man is over 50 years old, his body is already dying.

Years of wrong martial arts training methods have damaged his internal organs and heart to the root.

"Presumably you already know that the exercises are incomplete, why do you force yourself to practice?"

The old man smiled slightly, his brows were full of arrogance.

"Foreign countries look down on me, Huaxia. I should be a labor of love for the country."

"Regret?"

"Death without regret!"

"Okay! The old man is so proud, I admire him." Lan Yunze cupped his hands and gave a deep salute. He respects such a patriotic person the most. "Ms. Lan will naturally do her best."

Lan Yunze stretched out his palm and pressed it against Yan Zian's back.

The internal force of luck was slowly conveyed in his body.

Sort out the internal energy for him, attribute the internal energy of the riot to the dantian,

After a while, the other party's pale face returned to color slightly, and Lan Yunze withdrew his palm.

"Although there are no mistakes in the exercises you have practiced, there are deficiencies. Over time, it will definitely hurt the root."

Lao Tzu sighed, his cloudy eyes darkened for a while.

"Several generations of my Yan family have died of internal organ failure. I have been searching hard for the Qishang boxing manual, but I can't find it for several generations. Originally, I ordered An'er not to practice, but who knew this child, oh... .This is the fate of the Yan family."

As the saying goes, saving people to the end, sending Buddha to the west,

After a period of understanding, Lan Yunze also knew that modern science and technology was prosperous, but martial arts gradually declined, leaving only some ostentation in TV and movies.

What's more, he sincerely appreciates the old man's strength of character.

So Yan Zi'an was lifted up, and after thinking for a while, he said loudly: "I was entrusted by a friend to find an heir for his Qishang boxing score. Are you willing?"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, his lips trembled, and he looked at the white-faced boy in disbelief,

"Ex... Senior's words are true?"

Yan Zian also came to his senses at this moment, regardless of whether what the other party said was true or not.

But the Seven Injuries boxing spectrum has been the wish of the Yan family for a hundred years.

He struggled to get up, plopped and knelt in front of Lan Yunze, and said in a trembling voice: "I was the one who was rude earlier, please don't blame me, senior, and give me the Qishang boxing manual. I wish my father, heal the damage in the internal organs."

Lan Yunze turned sideways, avoiding his big gift.

The probe pinched the old man's life gate, and after exploring for a while, he sighed slightly.

"The old man has practiced the Missing Seven Injuries boxing spectrum for many years, and the internal organs have already caused irreparable damage."

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