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Zhang Shaoyun was concentrating on driving the car, not daring to look behind him, afraid that he would be distracted, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and the sweat in his palms soaked the entire steering wheel.

In the back seat, Wang Cheng gently gave the unconscious Pingliang Sakura in his arms an acupuncture, and his face was expressionless, but he was very confident that he had completely controlled Pingliang Sakura's injuries.

Yang Qingyu sat beside Wang Cheng and quietly looked at the unconscious Pingliang Sakura.

Jingle Bell ......

Just then, a crisp phone rang suddenly, breaking the peace in the car.

Zhang Shaoyun, who didn't know what he was thinking, was startled, his hand shook, the car almost turned in the middle of the road, and hurriedly stabilized the steering wheel without moving, only to find that it was not his own phone, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Later, Wang Cheng had already taken out his phone to answer it.

"Brother, are you alright?"

The call was from Wang Yuanyuan, who asked directly.

Wang Cheng heard the voice of this girl, and the voice of his father who was clearly heard behind him, a warm smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, temporarily put aside the entanglement of Pingliang Sakura's identity, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's over." Tell Mom and Dad to reassure them that I'll stay here for a while and then go back. ”

Wang Yuanyuan said to her father and sent him away, before she whispered to Wang Cheng: "Oh, then you come back early, I want to learn a new boxing technique." ”

"Oh, how are you doing with the basic boxing techniques I taught you?"

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, this is the first time this girl has taken the initiative to ask to learn martial arts.

He remembered that he had only been teaching this girl the basic boxing method of Martial Saint Mountain for less than two months. Normally, in such a short period of time, it would be good for her to get started.

Zhang Shaoyun followed him every day. was personally instructed by him, and it is only now that he can get started with the inner family, and he has mastered the breath of the inner family.

Wang Yuanyuan said in a calm and confident tone: "This is just the basic boxing method, it's almost, I want to learn more complicated ones, you will." I'm going to learn. ”

"Yuanyuan, have you really thoroughly comprehended the few basic boxing techniques I taught you?"

Wang Cheng still asked with a hint of disbelief.

He thinks that this may be an excuse for Yuanyuan to go back sooner, after all, this girl used to be too dependent on herself.

However, Wang Yuanyuan replied in a very affirmative voice: "Well, the three basic fist techniques of the Dao Gate of the Martial Saint Mountain, the cultivation to the end is just the pure yang true meaning, which is the foundation of the Dao Sect martial arts. Recently, I often go up to the mountain to get some Taoist classics and come back to read, and I have almost realized it...... The three basic boxing techniques are fused into one, the pure yang rises, and the qi and blood of the whole body are rounded and integrated. ”

The girl spoke in a relaxed and casual tone, as if she had done something insignificant.

Even Wang Cheng, who had comprehended the pure yang state of mind for a while, couldn't help but have the urge to knock on this girl.

Pure Yang True Meaning?

Wang Cheng knew that his master, the old Taoist priest Changhe, had never been able to comprehend a trace of pure yang true meaning in his life. Otherwise, he believed that the old Taoist's current strength would be at least ten times stronger, and he would truly reach the realm of invincibility in the world.

Listen to this girl's description. He knew she had really understood!

His eyes narrowed together, and Wang Cheng was surprised by this girl's talent for martial arts. Probably no weaker than yourself. But he was still calm on the surface, and said with a smile: "Okay, I know." You practice boxing well first, even if you comprehend the true meaning of pure yang, don't be arrogant, although the basic boxing method is only the foundation, it is also the most important. Cultivating for a lifetime is not a waste of time. When I go back, I'll pass on to you the more advanced boxing techniques. ”

Wang Cheng has already made up his mind in his heart that his martial arts will be passed on to Wang Yuanyuan, since this girl's martial arts talent is also so good, then let her also become the successor of Wusheng Mountain.

After all. It is impossible for Wu Shengshan to support him alone, and Zhang Shaoyun does not have the top talent for martial arts.

However, he still has to tell his master Changhe and the old Taoist priest about it.

Wang Yuanyuan's heart must be very proud, but her tone is still very casual: "I know, I've been reading books for the past two days. Be careful outside, you must have something to do, I can help you hide it from your parents, but you can't get hurt, otherwise I won't help you. ”

Ghost elf!

Wang Cheng laughed and scolded in a low voice in his heart, and then agreed solemnly: "Okay, I know." I still have something to do, so I won't tell you, just keep your parents at home. I'm fine outside, the tournament is over, what else can I do? ”

Wang Yuanyuan immediately said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, don't try to lie to me, after the martial arts competition is over, there will not be so many activities, you will not go home for a month, there must be something to do." Brother, I'm serious with you, don't get hurt again, or I'll tell my parents. ”

"Okay, I promise you. ”

Wang Cheng knew that this girl was not easy to fool, so he immediately didn't talk nonsense, and agreed directly and affirmatively. Otherwise, thinking about the next time he goes home and faces the reproach of his parents, he will have a headache.

Wang Yuanyuan said easily and seriously: "Well, come back early to teach me more powerful boxing techniques, remember our agreement." ”

After speaking, Wang Yuanyuan hung up the phone.

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, what things does this girl still remember?

He gently put down the phone, looked at Zhang Shaoyun in front of him and shouted: "Shaoyun, starting tomorrow, your martial arts training time will be doubled." ”

Zhang Shaoyun, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly agreed with a bitter smile on his face, he didn't know who he had recruited and who he had provoked, he was just a driver now.

Yang Qingyu saw that Wang Cheng was a little unhappy, looked at the unconscious Pingliang Sakura, and said worriedly: "What's the matter, Wang Cheng, there is something at home?"

Wang Cheng shook his head, not knowing whether it was emotion or emotion, and said softly: "It's okay, Yuanyuan called, this girl's martial arts practice has exceeded my expectations, and she may not be weaker than me in the future." ”

Yang Qingyu's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect it, and said in surprise: "Yuanyuan won't be weaker than you in the future?" I heard my grandfather say that in three years, it will be the second martial arts competition, so if Yuanyuan can participate in it at that time, can she win the championship again?"

Speaking of the back, Yang Qingyu's tone was also a little excited. She has a good sense of Wang Yuanyuan, if Wang Yuanyuan can participate in the next martial arts competition and win the championship. Together with Wang Cheng, he created a record of two brothers and sisters winning two championships in succession, and achieved a good story.

Zhang Shaoyun, who was driving, was also a little excited when he heard this, and he turned his head and wanted to say something, but when he saw his master Wang Cheng glaring at him, he sadly suppressed the words that came to his mouth. Sullen and continued to drive.

Wang Cheng was also thinking about this possibility in his heart.

For Martial Saint Mountain to rise, it is not up to him alone to succeed, there must be one outstanding disciple after another in order to completely make Martial Saint Mountain flourish.

Wang Yuanyuan has shown a superb talent for martial arts now, so she simply cultivated her and let her participate in the second martial arts competition as a disciple of Wusheng Mountain three years later, when she was only sixteen years old!

It's time!

If this girl really wins the championship, then Wusheng Mountain will really take the second step of its rise, as long as it develops step by step and continues to cultivate disciples. It's going to grow naturally.

This matter, the master will definitely agree!

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively, and said in a low voice affirmatively: "I'll discuss with the master when I go back, and let Yuanyuan also worship him as a teacher, so that this girl is my junior sister, and I can also pass on the art on behalf of the teacher in a proper name." ”

Yang Qingyu said with a smile: "That is, the Changhe Dao Elder will be so generous, and he can tolerate you passing on the sect's martial arts to your sister casually." ”

Wang Cheng also smiled, noncommittal.

Wusheng Mountain now has two or three cats. It is a period when all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, so the Taoist priest of Changhe will be so tolerant. Wang Cheng passed on martial arts to his sister, because Wang Yuanyuan was not an outsider after all.

Zhang Shaoyun knew that the master was in a hurry to save people, so he concentrated on driving faster, and returned to his residence in less than an hour. Maybe most people won't come back, and they will just disband and go to relatives and friends.

Wang Cheng hurriedly carried Pingliang Sakura, who was still unconscious, into Yang Qingyu's bedroom. Seeing that after the needle just now, although the aura of this Japanese kendo master is still weak, it will not be intermittent and has stabilized. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he immediately went ahead and began the treatment!

There is a huge force in Japan that doesn't want Hira Sakura to go back, so he wants to save Hira Sakura now, let her return to Japan safely, and create enough trouble for those people.

Come to think of it, when those people see Hira Sakura appear in Japan, their faces must be very good-looking.

Moreover, he also had a life-saving grace for Hira Sakura. Wang Cheng believes that with this relationship, this woman like an iceberg should not have enough threats to Wusheng Mountain in the future!

If, after being rescued, this disciple of Hattori Keno was still hostile enough to Wushengshan and China, Wang Cheng would have made up his mind that he really couldn't return to Japan.

The way back has already been figured out.

Therefore, Wang Cheng did not hesitate or hesitate to treat him.

Placing Sakura flat on the bed, his movements were as fluid as flowing water, erecting the messy strands of hair around his ears, exposing the wound and inserting several jade needles around the injured part of his temple. Then, his hand pressed on Hirara's shoulder, and the blood had initially coagulated, but this wound was through the blood and bones of the shoulder, and it hurt the heart, so be very careful.

After thinking about it, his palm grabbed the white silk clothes on Pingra Sakura's chest, and pulled it directly from the middle, revealing the white part on the right, and the trace of arc was tightly bound together by a white cloth belt, so that a deep furrow appeared in the middle.

Wang Cheng's gaze only glanced at it, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, and hurriedly looked at the wound on his shoulder, where the blood had already stained the entire white skin on his left chest red. With a wave of his palm, several jade needles in his hand sank into the injured acupuncture points in his chest. Then, his movements did not stop, but continued to pierce more than a dozen jade needles, more than a dozen large points all over his chest.

Sakura Hirara's injuries were not too serious and she did not die on the spot. But it's not light, if it weren't for his shot, more than sixty percent of them would have died.

Yang Qingyu stood beside Wang Cheng without any movement, and when he saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still didn't make any movement, nor did he speak, just watched quietly.

She believes in Wang Cheng, it's that simple.

I saw that Wang Cheng's hands never stopped, one hand was constantly moving on several jade needles on Pingliang Sakura's head, and the other hand was moving on more than a dozen large acupoints on his chest, and each jade needle was not still for a moment. With such cooperation, the inner blood in Hira Sakura's body is connected and has many incredible effects.

Hira Sakura, who was lying flat, had a visible return to a hint of ruddy with the naked eye, her breathing gradually became stronger, and her chest had a hint of undulating strength.

Call......

Wang Cheng let out a long breath and ended the treatment, a rare bead of sweat oozed from his forehead. He did too many things today, he was tired, and he slowly put away the jade needles with his palm, and said lightly: "Qingyu, go get her some supplements, make up for them when she wakes up, and then notify the police to bring someone tomorrow." ”

He speculated that perhaps the Japanese side was already asking for someone from the organizers of the tournament, and that Hira Sakura was now missing. If you go missing at the scene of the competition, then the organizer has the responsibility to hand over the person or hand over the murderer.

Yang Qingyu nodded and agreed, "Okay." With that, he turned around and went out to the kitchen to prepare.

Wang Cheng put away all the jade needles, and then tidied up the clothes on Pingliang Sakura's chest neatly, and checked the pulse again, and the pulse had already had a trace of strength, so he completely relieved his heart.

And at this very moment.

Pingliang Sakura, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of bright and clear eyes looked at everything left and right in confusion, and then suddenly looked at Wang Cheng's figure steadily, and then sat up suddenly, opened her hands and pounced directly on Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng was startled, instinctively waved his hand, and pressed the uninjured shoulder on the right side of Ping Liang Sakura, so that he didn't rush over, stared at the other party's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Ping Liang Sakura, what are you doing, I saved your life." ”

"Ah............h

Under the serious injury of Ping Liang Sakura, her strength was very weak, and she couldn't move when she was pressed by Wang Cheng, her eyes were still stunned to look at Wang Cheng's face, and then she suddenly let out an exclamation, holding Wang Cheng's arm with both hands and not letting go, her pale face was full of frightened and helpless looks, and she shouted in a panic: "Master save me, master save me, master don't leave me, master ...... Master...... Master ......"

Screaming, screaming, her tears dripped down her eyes like pearls with broken threads, dripping from her face to Wang Cheng's hands, her face was full of misery and helplessness, and she looked at Wang Cheng with pleading eyes, as if she had been wandering for a few years as a lonely child, and suddenly saw her dearest.

Wang Cheng was also stunned for a while, not knowing what was going on. Looking at Ping Liang Sakura's helpless and pleading eyes, and the tears on her face, it didn't look like acting, and even if she was acting, she couldn't hurt herself in this situation now, and the strength in his hand unconsciously relaxed.

Then, Ping Liang Sakura suddenly pounced, ignoring the injury on her left arm, her hands wrapped her arms around Wang Cheng's waist, her head buried in Wang Cheng's chest, and she cried whining: "Master, woo woo...... Master, don't leave me, master............ Woowoowoo...... Master, Sakura doesn't want to practice swordsmanship anymore, woo woo woo ......" (to be continued......