The next day, early in the morning.

Aochen, who got up in the morning to prepare to practice boxing, unexpectedly found that Sansi was already in the yard, sweating profusely waving this rampant sword, and it seemed that it had been a while.

"Now that the news has spread, no matter what grievances the people of the rivers and lakes have, who is right and who is wrong, in the end, it is inevitable to win or lose in the competition, and you, as Uncle Xiang's son, will definitely be able to fight a battle, no matter what kind of competition, you must fight to the end. ”

Aochen looked at it quietly for a while, Sansi's martial arts are still in the stage of laying the foundation, if you want to compete with others, I'm afraid it is still a little insufficient, and I am a little worried about Sansi.

"Brother Chen, even if I die in battle, I will earn justice for my father. ”

"What solves the problem is winning, not dying!"

Jingyang yawned, came out with Zhentian, and said disapprerovitously: "Aren't you good at fighting?" Last time Nangong Bai, I saw that you were very good, so get one for him when the time comes." ”

Zhentian also always gets up early, he, like Aochen, feels uncomfortable when he doesn't practice in the morning for a day, and Jingyang is woken up by three thoughts, curious to see the legendary rampant sword technique.

"The time of practicing martial arts is still shallow, and the foundation is not deep, I have only seen Uncle Xiang a master, and he is still a great consummation, his physique can't hold up, and there will be problems when he fights with God. ”

Aochen shook his head and said, Divine Combat is not omnipotent, it is based on the physical condition, as well as the level of the person's martial arts, the depth of the impact on the person and other comprehensive factors, to determine the strength that can be played, Xiang Sansi's physique is still in the stage of ordinary martial arts practitioners, no matter how extraordinary the performance is, it is not much better, and it will overdraw the body, leaving future troubles.

"I'm not afraid!"

"I'm afraid, if Senior Xiang wanted you to avenge him, he wouldn't have taught you martial arts for so many years! ”

It is important to seek justice for Xiang Mu, but it cannot be premised on sacrificing Xiang Sansi, this is not Aochen's style of doing things.

"I'm just moving my muscles!"

Zhentian didn't even take the blood moon, he put on a good posture, the expression on his face looked more anxious than thinking twice, he, like Jingyang, also wanted to see the sword technique that was rampant in the world with his own eyes.

"Brother Luo, I'm going to make a move!"

Sansi knew that it was useless to say kind words now, so he only looked at everyone present gratefully, raised the rampant sword, and respectfully faced Zhentian.

"Let go and play as hard as you can, you can't hurt Zhentian!"

Aochen encouraged him to think twice, and then turned to Zhentian and said, "Zhentian doesn't have to keep his hands, let him feel the actual battle!"

"Rampant!"

Thinking twice, he clenched the knife in his hand, and his momentum began to skyrocket, and the rampant overlord knife exuded a scorching aura, as if it was burning, and rushed towards the heavens with the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping......

"Bang-"

Sansi just rushed out of two steps, slashed with a knife, Aochen nodded secretly, it seems that Sansi has to split the wood according to his instructions, this knife is deep single-minded, one drum, one knife and two cuts, these three elements, but his opponent is Zhentian, this level of knife technique is a bit insufficient.

Zhentian took advantage of the gap between the rampant overlord knife and broke out, his body was like a tiger pounced on a rabbit, and the momentum that surged in an instant completely suppressed Sansi, quickly cut closer, and a punch slammed into Sansi's lower abdomen, blasting people away, smashing them on the ground and sliding more than two feet away before stopping.

Although Sansi is holding a divine weapon, he can't cut people, no matter how godly he is, it's useless.

"The skill is too weak, the speed and reaction are too slow, and you haven't exerted the power of the sword technique at all. ”

Aochen shook his head slightly, and hit the nail on the head in one sentence, without reservation.

Jingyang couldn't say such cruel words, and said with relief: "After all, I have only been practicing martial arts for more than a year, and it is already good to have such a performance, and camels are not comparable to those people in the Situ family." ”

"I'm fine, Brother Luo, let's come again!"

Sansi got up, didn't even beat the dust, and made another move, this time the momentum was not as fierce as the last time, but there was both offense and defense between moves.

"Bang-"

Sansi flew out upside down again, his waist arched into shrimp, and the time he held was not as long as the last time.

"Senior Xiang's martial arts are the most imposing, how can you think about defending yourself from the beginning?"

This time, there is no need for Aochen to say, Zhentian is the first to speak, he often teaches the children of the family, and he has more experience than Aochen.

"Jingyang, the younger generation of the Situ family, what is the strongest strength?"

If you are beaten more now, you will bleed less in the future, so Aochen has no sympathy for Sansi at all, anyway, if you are injured, you can treat it.

"The Situ Lei you have seen is counted as one, and then there is a wind and rain fast sword Situ Ze, and the sky-fighting eagle Situ Hao...... Anyone can knock Sansi down, after all, Senior Duan's martial arts need to be promoted by strong skills, and now he will definitely suffer a loss to the people of the boss's apprentice family. ”

"Then I'll have to find another way!"

Jingyang raised his eyebrows and said maliciously: "Why don't we cripple them all?"

"What kind of bad idea is this, do you want the whole of Middle-earth to know about our tricks?"

Aochen glared at Jingyang angrily, wanting to find something to block Jingyang's mouth, knowing that it was nonsense.

"Isn't your disguise technique great? We are all about the same size as Xiang Sansi, which one of us can go up and fight for us?"

With just a few words, Sansi has been knocked away six times by the earth, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and when he heard Jingyang's words, he got up from the ground and said stubbornly: "No, I must personally seek justice for my father!"

Originally, when designing Situ Xin, Aochen wanted to think twice, but after some deep thought, he changed his mind, because he was afraid that his martial arts would not succeed, and there was really a situation, and even Situ Xin's sword would not be able to hold up, but now the situation is different, even if Aochen can wait, Xiang Mo may not be able to wait, and the hatred that has been brewing for more than 20 years can drive people crazy.

"Let's figure it out!"

Aochen nodded in agreement, he could understand Sansi's feelings, and now if someone said that he would seek revenge for him, he would not agree.

"Jingyang, you go to Baixiaolou to send a message first! Call everything you can call, we have to overpower the Situ family in terms of momentum!"

"Okay, don't worry, it's okay!"

Jingyang couldn't bear to watch Sansi being beaten again and again, and left very numbly, such a fall, the stone man was also broken.

"Zhentian, you accompany Sansi to practice, and call me when you are tired. ”

"Okay, you can get busy!"

Although Xiang Mo's martial arts are much higher than Zhentian, but Sansi is his son after all, many times he can't do it, Zhentian is different, he should be beaten, he should be kicked, anyway, no matter how serious the injury, Aochen can be cured.

More than an hour later—

"Wow, camel, you're too cruel, aren't you?

When Jingyang came back, he saw a man lying on the ground whose clothes were more torn than a beggar, and his head was swollen and he couldn't recognize who it was.

"I'm fine, I'm okay!"

Sansi struggled to get up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, the only thing that didn't change was the stubbornness in his body.

"Okay, heal your wounds first, I'll come back, at least I'll start lightly, according to your practice, you'll be finished before you get to Situ's house!"

"Okay, I'm just going to take a break. ”

Zhentian agreed very happily, to be honest, he was also a little unbearable, but if he wanted to improve in martial arts, especially rapid progress, there was no better way than to be beaten.

"Being ruthless to others is not a skill, and being ruthless to oneself is the ability. To tell you the truth, that's how we all came here!"

Looking at the three thoughts now, Aochen couldn't help but think of the time when he was a child when he didn't build a foundation and couldn't absorb the pure heaven and earth vitality, he also panicked, he was powerless, and he always used his leisure time to practice secretly, whenever his grandfather and parents praised him for his rapid progress, his heart was as sweet as smearing honey.

"I understand, Brother Chen, I said that I would work five times harder than others. ”

"Let's go, I'll help you treat it, and I'll practice again in the afternoon." ”

"Thank you, Brother Chen!"

......

In the room of the second thought—

"Face down, lie down, bite this stick in your mouth!"

"Brother Chen, I'm not afraid of pain!"

Sansi's swollen head was stunned and turned red again, thinking that Aochen looked down on him, and children were afraid of pain!

"You'll be scared in a moment!"

"Yes, it's better to think twice and bite, the craftsmanship of the Mazi Club is generally inhuman. ”

Jingyang can talk to anyone, Aochen's somewhat painful stalk, he has heard it more than once, it is said that now the Hong family, as long as it is not a serious injury that will die, they dare not use Aochen's medicine.

"Okay!"

Hearing Jingyang say the same, he thought twice and had no opinion, and obediently lay down and bit the wooden stick.

Aochen began to think about the bones and push the blood, his hands were mainly thumbs, and the other eight fingers were supplemented, slowly pushing from both sides of Sansi's back from the bottom to the top, and the true qi slowly penetrated under the flesh and skin, and without much force, the sweat beads on Sansi's forehead came out like water, and under the effect of Aochen's wonderful technique, the swelling on Sansi's body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aochen's technique is so painful that he wants to die, and Sansi bit out a deep tooth mark from the wooden stick in his mouth, which shows how painful it is.

Patting, kneading, pressing, pushing...... Aochen's technique is more exquisite than the most famous bone master on the rivers and lakes, and the bones on Sansi's body seem to have been disassembled and reorganized, and there is a feeling that his body is a few pounds lighter.

"There is our gentleman Shao personally for you to correct the bones and push the blood of the palace, tsk, think twice, you have made a lot of money, I have never seen such a subtle bone correction technique. ”

Jingyang watched for a while, and the surprise in his heart was like waves on the sea, wave after wave, because Jingyang had never seen such an extreme massage technique as Aochen, and many of the positions of massage were human weight points, one was not good, and he would be crippled if he didn't think twice.

The degree of martial arts idiocy that shook the sky was not inferior to Aochen, and when he saw this scene, he said with heartfelt emotion: "Looking at Aochen's exquisite technique, I want to be beaten!"

"It's not easy, don't fight back and let me beat me, I promise Aochen will give you a massage. ”

Aochen glanced at Zhentian amusedly, and asked rhetorically, "Didn't you notice that Sansi was already fainting?"

Huangfu Jin is a typical pragmatist, whether it is medical skills or anything else, it is based on practicality and effectiveness, and other pains and difficulties are not in his consideration, which is also deeply affected.

"Wouldn't it? He didn't faint after being punched so many times by a camel just now, and he fainted after a few strokes of this press?"

Jingyang didn't believe it, so he rushed forward and patted Sansi's face, but there was no reaction, so he believed it.

"I've tried this set of massage techniques, and so far, I'm the only one who doesn't get dizzy. ”

Aochen got up and changed his position, pressed the thumbs of both hands on Sansi's temples, and the other eight pressed on different acupuncture points on the brain, gently rubbing them, refreshing Sansi's mind, and at the same time remembering it: "When I was a child, they came to my ghost valley in the southeast and northwest, and my grandfather originally arranged for them to learn medicinal diet, orthopedics, alchemy, Fuqin, but in the end, the four of them got together to learn Zhenggu, because this set of techniques is too difficult to learn, not to mention, but also particularly energy-consuming, to give people a massage, at least three or five days to recover, the four of them take turns to massage for me every day, until I go out of the valley, only Ziqi has learned to stroke the qin, hehe. ”

"My God, are all the things that Huangfu's predecessors studied so extreme?"

Jingyang looked at Sansi, who didn't even have the strength to snore, and felt that the idol was shattered, and he was afraid to look at the emperor.

"Can you expect a person who stuffs a child into an alchemy furnace to practice, and knows what leeway is? His bottom line is that he will not die and will not have any troubles. ”

Aochen was aroused by Jingyang's words for many years, and now he still remembers it vividly, when he was a child, his biggest dream was to stuff Huangfu into the alchemy furnace to refine once.

"Hahaha, now I have a balance in my heart, compared with the predecessors of the emperor, my old-fashioned father is already very human!"

Jingyang held on to the bedside post, laughing breathlessly, there was nothing for him to make him happier than watching Aochen's jokes.

"Why don't you say that your own people are crazy, and you often make the Xiao family crazy, if the position of the young master of the Xiao family is voted for by everyone, you will not be able to play for another hundred years. ”

"Cut, what is the popularity of this young master? Tell you, not only have I contacted friends from all walks of life, but I have even set a gathering point, and I am in the Elysium Villa. ”

"How do I hear this name, it doesn't look like a decent place, you don't want to look for any mess!"

"It's a kennel with too weak kidneys, and it depends on how you understand it. ”

Jingyang pursed his lips, a little reluctant to mention it.

"What do I mean?"

Aochen couldn't understand what Jingyang meant by this, is there still a lot of ways to say it?

"The kidneys are too deficient and notoriously profligate, and he often stays in the Qinglou, and his father is afraid that he will leave seeds outside, so he specially built a Baihualou for him, and he stuffed women into it. ”

"No wonder I listened to your tone so sour!"

Aochen suddenly realized that he built a brothel for his son to play, this is serious or not, it's hard to say.

Jingyang held his neck red, and said with a bitter and hateful look: "I'm really not envious of him, every time I go to play with him, that bastard thing invites me to play in his Baihualou, wow, that place is for him alone, he invited me there, do you say I play or not?"

"Haha-"

Aochen and Zhentian, who listened to it, couldn't help laughing, remembering the time when Jingyang was the second child, when the two of them had a more exciting quarrel than stand-up comedy.

(End of chapter)