"Yes, that Zvyad guy, who has practiced kung fu all over his body, struck a blow before he died, shattered my sternum, and shook my heart...... You can't die, but you can live for a few years, I don't know ......"

Feng Breaking Waves spoke in a bitter tone, saying that his injuries would not cause death, but it would shorten his life was absolute.

It's hard to say how many years the sternum and ribs were shattered, and the heart was violently concussed.

"However, compared to those high-grade martial artists, my injury is nothing, they are at the bottom of the White Curtain Triangle, maybe ...... One is gone by accident ......"

The martial artists in the Transformation Realm and below belong to the low-grade martial artists, the Dan Jin Realm martial artists are medium-grade martial artists, and the high-grade martial artists have at least the beginning of the Psychic Realm.

Low-grade martial artists are the safest, and generally do not come into contact with any tasks that are too dangerous.

Middle-grade martial artists, most of whom are the presidents of the martial arts associations of various cities, will perform some tasks, but in general, the danger factor of the task is not very high.

But high-grade martial artists are different, when they go to the bottom of the White Curtain Triangle, their safety is completely unguaranteed, even if they see the masters of the Divine Realm, they may fall, let alone the martial artists of the Psychic Realm.

This is the difference between the secular martial arts world and the ancient martial arts world.

In the ancient martial arts world, the stronger you are, the longer you can live, but in the secular world, low-grade martial artists are the safest.

Xu Jin and Long Yi were bitter in their hearts, the already weak Guzhou City Martial Arts Association was now even the only Dan Jin master, which was undoubtedly worse.

Moreover, the situation of the Guzhou City Martial Arts Association without a middle-grade martial artist does not know how long it will last, and the only hope is the three elven divine pills that Ling Chen promised.

Ling Chen's face was not very good-looking, and he said, "Senior, I have seen the injury to your heart, it is a little displaced, and it has been moderately damaged...... However, the injury to the heart, which I can treat, is a broken bone, and there is no good way to do it for the time being......"

It's not completely impossible, with Ling's nine needles, it can still restore the broken bones to more than eighty percent, but that will take at least three months.

In four months, the National Martial Arts Competition will kick off, where does he still have time, and slowly give acupuncture to Feng Breaking Waves for three months.

But hearing his words, Xu Jin and Long Yi, including Feng Polang himself, were all stunned!

The real injury is not the sternum and ribs, but the heart.

What really made him lose his strength and shorten his life span was mainly the injury to his heart.

If the heart can really be healed, the wind and waves can recover part of his strength, and if his strength is restored, the injury to his sternum and ribs can also recover part of it.

Of course, it is impossible to recover all of them, but at least they can recover to the level of the Transformation Strength Realm, and there is even hope that they can recover to the peak of the middle stage of the Transformation Strength or the strength of the late stage of the Transformation Strength!

I just don't know what Ling Chen said can be cured, and it can be cured to that extent.

But even if it can't be completely cured, as long as the life span of the wind and waves can not be greatly reduced, it is an unexpected joy!

"Brother Chen, President Feng's heart injury...... Can you really cure it?" asked Long Yi excitedly.

"Yes, but I'm going to rest for two hours first. Ling Chen nodded.

Checking the injuries for Feng Polang just now consumed a lot of his mental power, of course, with his current mental power, it would not be exhausted in more than half an hour, and it was okay to barely perform the Ling Clan's Nine Needles.

However, because there is no Pei Fu Dan, to treat the heart injury of Feng Breaking Waves, it all depends on acupuncture.

Ling Chen had to restore his mental power to its peak state in order for Ling's Nine Needles to get the best treatment effect.

There is a rest room in the hospital, and the conditions are just average, but Ling Chen can't take care of it so much, so he falls asleep.

......

When Ling Chen woke up, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and after two hours of sleep, his mental strength had returned to his best state.

When he came to the stormy ward, Long Yi was still there, but Xu Jin was gone.

This is also normal, today's Guzhou City Martial Arts Association, Xu Jin is the president, Long Yi is the vice president, it is impossible for the two leaders of the Martial Arts Association to stay in the hospital.

"Brother Chen, have you rested?" Long Yi said impatiently.

"That's it. Ling Chen nodded and took out the silver needle box.

"Acupuncture?" Long Yi's eyes flashed.

Ling Chen opened the box, took out nine silver needles, and while disinfecting the silver needles with true qi, he nodded and said, "For an injury like Senior Feng, the treatment effect of Pei Fu Dan is the best, but I don't have the materials to refine Pei Fu Dan in my hands, so I can only treat it with acupuncture." ”

Long Yi looked at Ling Chen's focused appearance, and suddenly said: "President Xu went to the Martial Arts Association to deal with some things, and when he left, he told me that Brother Chen would call him when he woke up, and he wanted to come over to see Brother Chen, you will treat President Feng." ”

After Long Yi finished speaking, he walked out of the ward quickly.

Ling Chen didn't care about him, Xu Jin wanted to come and see, and it was because Brother Chen had confidence in Ling's Nine Needles!

Two minutes later, Long Yi returned, but Ling Chen hadn't started to apply needles to the wind and waves, and was injecting true qi into the outer silver needles.

After a few more minutes, Ling Chen ripped off the clothes on Feng Polang's chest, raised the silver needle, and as soon as his hand was released, the nine silver needles slowly flew towards Feng Polang's chest.

Long Yi looked straight at the side, regardless of whether he understood acupuncture or not, at least like Ling Chen, let the nine silver needles fly slowly, he couldn't do it.

Of course he can't do it, Ling Chen is using Qi to control the needle!

Long Yicai is in the dark realm, and he has no true qi, how can he use qi to control the needle?

Besides, even if Long Yi had true qi, he couldn't control the flight speed of the silver needle so slowly.

It is true to use the Qi Needle, but after the True Qi is separated from the body, what does it rely on to control the True Qi?

Mental power, of course!

Not to mention Long Yi, even other Dan Jin martial artists, their spiritual power is far inferior to Ling Chen, and it is impossible for them to control the silver needle so accurately!

Finally, the silver needle touched the skin on the chest of the wind and waves, and at the moment of touching the skin, the nine silver needles suddenly accelerated, inserting into the chest of the wind and waves, and each silver needle was inserted into a different shade.

Long Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now when he saw Ling Chen slowly manipulating the silver needle, he was very nervous, always worried that maybe one of the silver needles would suddenly fall off.

Long Yi was relaxed, but Ling Chen was not at all relaxed, his eyes stared directly at the silver needle inserted in Feng Polang's chest, his eyes were focused.

After more than ten minutes, the door of the ward was pushed open, Xu Jin appeared at the door, and those who came with him were the first and second leaders of Guzhou City, who heard that Ling Chen was going to treat Feng Polang, and they also wanted to come over to see and understand.

Ling Chen knew that Xu Jin was coming, and he also knew that the two bigwigs from Guzhou City were coming, but he didn't make a sound, and he didn't even change his eyes.

"Ling ......"

As soon as Xu Jin said a word, Long Yi hurriedly stopped him and said in a low voice: "President, silence! Don't disturb Brother Chen!"