Chapter 67: National Champion
Seeing that Li Heng was not hostile, and his strength was obviously much higher than his own, the man gradually let go of his martial arts posture.
"Who are you? How did you get here? ”
Li Heng replied calmly: "It's just a tourist"
The corner of the man's mouth twitched: "Tourist? How can there be tourists here, ordinary people can't go to such a deep mountain range. ”
"So, you're not an ordinary person, are you?"
Li Heng grabbed his words and asked rhetorically.
"Forehead ......"
When he asked this, the middle-aged man with stubble on his face was stunned for a moment.
"Also, you said this is your place, and this is your thing?"
Li Heng touched the inner scripture diagram on the wall and asked.
"yes, yes, what's wrong?"
Although he answered in the affirmative, Li Heng could hear the unconfidence in his tone.
A man who has good skills, but is not very good at lying.
"This picture is not from you, and I can't be sure if you bought it for the time being, but I don't think you can fully understand it."
Li Heng said while looking at the picture.
"You...... What do you mean? ”
Li Heng, who had been looking at him with his ear tilted, said: "Your breathing is not right, although you are also consciously controlling the rhythm and frequency, but this also clearly shows that you have not fully comprehended the operation method of the Queqiao Throat in this picture."
But soon he thought about it again and changed the wording: "No, it's not that you don't understand, it's that you can't do it!" ”
"What old wounds do you have?"
It's only five steps away, and the environment here is very quiet, Li Heng can clearly hear the other party's breathing with his current ear power, and every small breathing rhythm is under his capture.
The abnormal small obstruction and uncontrolled diastolic rhythm in this person's breathing were transmitted to Li Heng's brain in the form of sound waves, and then transformed into an analysis map of human breath flow.
With this picture, he can even roughly analyze the location of this person's lesions, which comes from the bottom of his heart.
When asked this, the man finally couldn't help but exclaim: "Who are you?!" Can you even know this? ”
"Let's talk about yourself first."
Li Heng turned out a small wooden bench from the temple, blew the dust and sat down.
Already impressed by Li Heng's strength and ability, the man stopped holding it, and slowly got closer and found a bench to sit down.
"You're right, this isn't really my place, I just found it before you, and the picture was there before I came."
"By the way, my name is Chen Zhouhe"
Li Heng nodded, and then looked up at him as if he remembered something: "Chen Zhouhe? I think I've heard the name......"
He pondered for a moment, quickly searching for that wisp of information in the memory hall in his mind.
"I remember that the champion of the National Wushu Fighting Competition fifteen years ago was called Chen Zhouhe."
The man with stubble on his face smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect that after all these years, someone still remembers my name, I'm really ashamed"
This time it was Li Heng's turn to show surprise, and even a trace of respect rose on his face.
Just because the name Chen Zhouhe does represent an extraordinary past experience.
At the age of 25, he won the National Wushu Fighting Championship, won the Chinese Wushu Association Exchange Championship for four consecutive years, and won the gold and silver belts in the Asian Combat Fighting Competition.
In that era more than ten years ago, it was once well-known in the Chinese martial arts fighting circle.
At that time, it was the rise of all kinds of actual combat fighting, and traditional martial arts were successively "faked" by modern fighting kicks because they did not emphasize actual combat, and their reputation was declining.
The award he won was not the kind of performance medal for boxing on stage, but a real fight in the ring, and fought against all kinds of real fighters.
Once invincible in the 70-kilogram weight class, he seems to have firmly established himself as the first person in China, and he has proved the actual combat nature of martial arts with his improved martial arts and actual performance combined with martial arts skills.
At that time, he was in full swing and almost became synonymous with Chinese martial arts.
But it was in his heyday that an accident broke all this.
At that time, in the field of international martial arts, Armenica, a world power located on the other side of the ocean, could be said to be the leader, almost suppressing the domestic in the field of full weight, and it was very difficult for domestic fighters to enter the top five in large-scale international exchange events.
In addition to the 70 kilogram class, because Chen Zhouhe is in charge.
At the three World Mixed Martial Arts 70kg Championships, he won two golds and one silver.
It can be said that he single-handedly retained his domestic qualification to enter the world-class fighting tournament.
But that's all there is to it.
At an event called "Pacific Martial Arts Fighting Skills" held shortly after, the organizer at that time was still Armenica, and an incident comparable to the modern version of Huo Yuanjia occurred!
In any modern sporting event, there is a drug testing process, and when it comes to detecting doping, there are well-established means.
However, the manufacturing process of stimulants is also becoming more and more sophisticated, and it can even be disguised as natural biomass of the human body through certain chemical mechanisms.
Therefore, before the drug test, the contestant will also take some harmless auxiliary solutions to help improve some indicators of internal secretions, in case the drug test results are affected by certain human compounds.
This kind of auxiliary solution was also provided by the organizer, and Chen Zhouhe used it without exception at that time.
However, in his first match of the day, he suddenly felt physical discomfort in the middle of the ring match, his respiratory tract was uncomfortable, and he also had an uncontrollable coughing reaction.
These unusual reactions made him vulnerable in the match, and the Armenican took the opportunity to attack him, even as if on purpose, with a throat attack that was forbidden during the match!
Chen Zhouhe, who was hit hard by the series, stopped the game in the difficulty of breathing, and although the opposing player was temporarily sent off the stage for attacking fouls, Chen Zhouhe's condition became more and more serious, until he was completely unable to go on stage, and finally even sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
When he arrived at the hospital, he found that his lower respiratory tract and lungs had irreversible physical and chemical damage.
The reason was unknown, and it was not until three days later that our inspection team found the source of the problem from the residual liquid used by Chen Zhouhe at that time - the harmless aminophenol in the auxiliary solution was actually replaced with aminocresol.
It's just a word difference, and even the chemical properties are unusually similar, but the effects of the two on the human body are very different!
After the latter enters the human body, it will slowly accumulate into the respiratory system, and as the blood oxygen activity increases, it will continue to damage the alveolar tissue, eventually causing irreversible cumulative damage.
As a result, there was an uproar in the country, which solemnly accused Armenica of its bad behavior, and pointed out that justice must be sought and compensation must be given.
However, the Armenican side has always insisted that this was only a technical negligence rather than an intentional act of harm, refused to accept the apology, and only gave the necessary medical compensation, and the subsequent legal negotiations dragged on for years because of the stalemate in the transnational lawsuit.
It dragged on until the heat of the incident disappeared, and it dragged on until the domestic martial arts fans who paid attention to fighting and Chen Zhouhe couldn't hold on, and it dragged on until even the main Chen Zhouhe was gone.