Chapter 95 Weird Disease? Qigong!

In the huge room, Brother Long sat opposite each other all day long and was silent.

If one person can be panicked, two people can also lie, and three or five people can also lie and lie to them. Then more than a dozen or twenty people lie together and can't see any flaws, which is a little strange.

"TianQI, they are lying, aren't they?" Brother Long raised his head and looked at Cheng Tianqiong with his eyes full of hope. Now he is very worried. If Li Tianzong cleans up more than a dozen people in a minute and turns over a pile with a lion roar, what will Brother Long do if he loses his temper and comes to the door? Can you still have a life?

He opened his mouth all day long, and finally just sighed and shook his head.

His current feeling is similar to that of Brother Long. If he really says it, he has offended Li Tianzong again and again. Originally, he still wanted to revenge. Now he can only pray that the other party not to take revenge, and then everything will be fine.

Brother Long also shook his head. In fact, they all know that since the descriptions of so many people are similar, the facts will not be too far apart.

"I didn't expect that that guy was a master, but since he is a master, what is he still hiding in school? Moreover, pretending to be so obscene, isn't it deliberately harmful? Brother Long was full of anger and opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't scold him. He even looked out of the door and window for fear that "Brother Zong" would hear it. God knows who this guy is, and there is nothing he can't do.

The two sat for a moment, and Brother Long suddenly gritted his teeth: "No, I'm going to find the master."

Brother Long's master, Xing Wanchun, opened a Wanchun Martial Arts Museum in Shencheng. Xing Wanchun was in his forties this year. When he was young, he received help from Brother Long's father, so he took special care of the son left by his old friend.

After hearing Brother Long's description, he called Liu Dacheng and Chen Youliang to ask for details and check their wounds in person, and then said, "Along, you don't have to worry about this."

"Look, the bruises on their bodies have almost dissipated, which shows that this person's speed is fast, but his strength is not enough," Xing Wanchun shook his head and said calmly.

"Between the face, putting down more than a dozen ordinary people is not a big problem for fighting masters. Some of my disciples can do it," Xing Wanchun confidently took a look at several proud disciples next to him. Although Wanchun Martial Arts Hall has a wide range of apprentices, he can become his disciples, but only There are just these few people.

As soon as Brother Long heard this, he was relieved: "Oh, it turns out that several brothers can do it?"

"Not bad!" Xing Wanchun nodded.

"From the descriptions of your subordinates, the person you mentioned should be practicing taekwondo. There is a genre of taekwondo that specializes in pursuing speed, but if you really fight, how can this kind of flower fist embroidery and legs is the opponent of our national art?"

Xing Wanchun waved his hand, full of confidence in his national skills and disdained taekwondo.

"What's more, your subordinates are more or less exaggerated in their words. Don't take them too seriously."

Xing Wanchun's few words dispelled Brother Long's worries. He said hatefully, "Those guys are useless at all at the critical moment. They don't have time to be the master. Everyone is a master when they go out."

"A Long," Xing Wanchun raised his head and looked at Brother Long. He said seriously: "Wanchun Martial Arts School teaches Chinese martial arts. The core of the so-called Chinese martial arts is moral cultivation. The so-called learning martial arts must first learn to be a person. They will not be in those things."

Xing Wanchun sighed slightly: "A Long, I have a good relationship with your father, and I also hope you can think about it. After all, you can't see what you have done. You can't do it for a long time. In case you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, it's too late to regret it. It's better to think about it and do something else."

"Master, I know. I will be careful, but now you still have to help my disciples," Brother Long said earnestly with a pleading expression on his face.

Xing Wanchun shook his head and knew that the old man's son still couldn't leave the road, so he had to say, "During this period, I asked Yuansheng to follow you. If there is anything, you can come to me again."

"Uncle Xing..., is that lion's roar also true?" The day-to-day shao, who had never spoken, suddenly asked.

Xing Wanchun glanced at him, and his breath stagnated all day long, and great pressure came to his face.

"I'm afraid that statement is not true. I just asked. Among the few people that day, their descriptions were inconsistent, but they didn't remember what they heard. The 'lion roar' they said was probably a roar in the ears. If the head was hit hard, there would be the same reaction," Xing Wanchun shook his head, and his After looking away, he felt that the stone pressed on his chest had been removed all day long. Suddenly, he took a few breaths greedily. Looking at Xing Wanchun, his eyes were full of fear and he no longer dared to speak.

It's just that he still has doubts in his heart. Although Chen Youliang and others didn't hear the sound, they didn't feel hit on the head. What's going on?

"A Long, take a look in the martial arts school first. When you leave, I will let Yuan Sheng go with you," Xing Wanchun pondered for a moment and said solemnly.

Brother Long nodded and knew that Master was going to talk to Brother Yuansheng about something, so he quickly asked him to leave together all day long.

"Master..."

When Brother Long left the room, the nearest middle-aged man next to Xing Wanchun hesitated and was cut off by Xing Wanchun as soon as he opened his mouth: "De Yu, I know what you are going to ask. The most terrible thing about this person is not his skills. He can be so powerful at a young age. I'm afraid it's not simple. Go and find out. . "

The middle-aged man named "De Yu" quickly agreed: "Yes, my disciple knows."

"And Yuan Sheng, I know that you and A Long usually have a lot of relationships. He still listens to what you say. Tell him to try not to conflict with this person. You must not make a lot of trouble. Otherwise, no one can save him if something happens." Xing Wanchun's tone changed, and he suddenly became strict.

Among the disciples around him, a young man immediately stood up: "Disciples must be optimistic about the younger brother."

Xing Wanchun nodded: "Then you can clean up and follow A Long these days. If there is anything, you must tell me first. Remember to be careful."

"As for this young man, I will go and have a look in person," Xing Wanchun closed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: I don't know if it will cause anything to meet such a person for no reason.

Several disciples suddenly looked at each other in consternation and listened to what the master meant. This was to take action in person. It seemed that they didn't have full confidence in them. Is that the young man really powerful?

Wang Xiyi sent Li Tian to the hospital to deal with the wounds on his body, and then sent him back to the dormitory.

Although the medical staff were curious about Li Tianzong's sleepy state, Wang Xiyi told them not to care about it. She had seen this appearance many times, and she was worried before, thinking that she was suffering from a strange disease such as narcolepsy.

However, when I just talked to Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan carefully looked at Li Tianzong's situation, called pulse and listened to breathing, but felt that Li Tianzong should be a "practice son". This state of sleepiness is likely to be related to the "practice" he practiced.

Although Uncle Yan can't say what kind of skill it is, and there will be such a side effect, since the hospital can't find any problems, Li Tianzong's previous performance is indeed quite strange. It is also very possible for him to really practice such strange skills.

"This guy is hiding so deep!" Knowing that Li Tianzong was so powerful that he could knock down more than a dozen people alone, the process even made Uncle Yan feel incredible. Wang Xiyi was a little happy.

Women all hope that the man they like is a great hero. Although Wang Xiyi is strong, she is no exception.

However, she thought of some strange problems on Li Tianzong. For example, when she fought with someone twice, she was beaten first, and then it suddenly broke out. Last time, she didn't know what was going on, so she made a group of people faint. This time, she fought quickly and put down more than a dozen people; as well as singing, playing chess... No matter what he did. Things seemed to be very bad at first, and then suddenly broke out.

I don't know whether he did it on purpose or something difficult to say. Wang Xiyi thought about it and began to worry again.

Li Tianzong slept for a long time, two days and two nights. Considering that after practicing meditation, the effect of sleep has been greatly improved, and he has rarely fallen into a deep sleep state, you can see how huge the consumption after opening the "King of Fighters" that night.

After waking up, the first thing Li Tianzong did was to open the "King of Fighters" again!