According to Ye Shaochuan, as one of the basic boxing techniques of Shaolin Temple, Luohan boxing is similar to his health preserving boxing. It combines hardness and softness, strengthens the body and harmonizes Yin and Yang. Although health preserving boxing is not as good as health preserving boxing, it is not much worse.

At this time, the monk's boxing method is very similar to Zheng Congming's Mingwang boxing.

The reason why this happens is that ye Shaochuan thinks that it is very likely that there is something wrong with his opponent's internal skills. In addition, the unnatural flush on his opponent's face has deepened his speculation.

If it's right, the great monk's cultivation is likely to go astray.

"Good boy, let's take another punch from Shajia!"

Just when ye Shaochuan carefully observed the monk Shang Shan's state, Zheng Congming had caught each other's two fists. Although he was directly shaken back by seven or eight steps, he also caught them. However, monk Shang Shan gave a loud shout and caught up with him again. He broke the air with his iron fist and was extremely violent.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

In the face of monk Shang Shan's rapid attack, Zheng Congming is still calm. His eyes are shining. He suddenly takes a deep breath. There are faint blood lines on his body surface, and cracks appear on his forehead. At a glance, it's shocking.

Ye Shaochuan saw this scene and said that Zheng Congming might have inspired some secret method to stimulate his potential.

As we all know, this secret method can improve the combat effectiveness, but the sequelae is very terrible. Unless you have to, ordinary people in the Jianghu will not show it.

He doesn't know where Zheng Congming learned the secret, but he knows that if he doesn't do it, I'm afraid Zheng Congming will be a little bad.

"Xiao Cong, step back and let me come!"

It should not be too late, ye Shaochuan drank a clear, suddenly rushed over.

"Ha ha ha, it's just that you're going together. We've solved you together."

Seeing ye Shaochuan rush up, monk Shangshan is still fearless. With a laugh, Luohan fist comes, just like King Kong wielding the magic wand. Its strength is fierce and deep. It's incredible. The air seems to be burst by one blow, and it makes a piercing roar.

"I'm enough to deal with you alone!"

Ye Shaochuan appears in front of Zheng Congming. Facing the big monk who almost falls from the sky, he points to the latter's Tanzhong acupoint like a sword.

Qingxu finger!

It's a unique Taoist school. The most important thing is that it's a little bit strange, quick, illusory and gentle. Since ye Shaochuan learned this set of fingering, most of it has been used to cure patients and save people, even when he escaped from the mountain last time.

Qingxu refers to saving people and killing people!

Bang!

A wisp of genuine Qi shot out from his fingertips like a sharp sword. Before monk Shangshan was near, it hit the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest.

"Well?"

Monk Shang Shan was stunned, then he ignored it and laughed: "this fingering is ridiculous, how can it hurt the family!"

Before his voice fell, he rushed in front of Ye Shaochuan. His fists were as strong as the wind, and he came straight to Ye Shaochuan.

However, ye Shaochuan seems to have a silly look. He looks at this scene calmly and doesn't dodge at all.

"Brother Ye!"

Zheng Congming exclaimed.

"Ha ha ha, I'm stupid. I'll solve you today." Monk Shang Shan laughs and blows.

"Down!"

At this time, ye Shaochuan eyes suddenly shot God Mang, a word blurted out.

"What?"

Monk Shang Shan was stunned. The next moment, he felt the pain in his heart. His face turned red. He quickly closed his fist and sat down on the ground. He looked very ugly and stared at Ye Shaochuan. He asked, "boy, what have you done to Shajia?"

"What did I do to you?"

Ye Shaochuan laughed, shook his head and said, "besides the problem of self-cultivation, don't you know?"

"My own problems..."

As soon as the monk's face changed, Li mang flashed in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared. Looking at Ye Shaochuan's face, he didn't speak for a long time. But maybe the pain in his body is hard to suppress, his face is gradually distorted, and his body is constantly shaking.

"There are some troubles in the cultivation of Sajia, but they have been suppressed for a long time. How did you trigger them?" After a long time, monk Shang Shan raised his head and asked.

"I'm a doctor. I can see that you are sick. How do you think I triggered it? "

Ye Shaochuan said, but he was shocked by the great monk's endurance. Just now he hit the other side's Tanzhong acupoint, which not only aroused the hidden disease in his body, but also hurt the other side's heart. This level of pain is enough to make the ordinary experts faint, but the great monk just changed his face and could speak.

I have to say that this kind of endurance is really terrible.

"Xiao Cong, sit down and I'll help you relieve your qi and blood."Ye Shaochuan also ignored the great monk and turned to help Zheng Congming suppress the surging Qi and blood.

If you can't recover your qi and blood in a short time, it will certainly damage the foundation of martial arts and do great damage to Zheng Congming's cultivation in the future. Fortunately, ye Shaochuan stopped it in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bang Bang

Without a silver needle, ye Shaochuan could only use his Qingxu fingers, pointing one finger after another over Zheng Congming's main acupoints. His strength was just right. Every time he dropped a finger, the latter's body would shake, and the blood lines on the surface would disappear.

It took quite a long time for him to stop, spit out his turbid breath, and look at Zheng Congming. However, he saw that Zheng Congming was calm and had no more terrible blood lines on his body.

"It's a quick walk."

He turned his head again, only to find that monk Shangshan had left. He shook his head secretly.

This is a good thing for him. At least, he doesn't have to worry about the big monk day and night.

"Brother ye, I'm ready!"

Soon, Zheng Congming stood up, ran Qi, and said with a smile.

"Good, but try not to use this secret in the future. I'm here this time. If I'm not around next time, I'm afraid I'll kill you." Ye Shaochuan solemnly charged that this was not a trivial matter. He felt it was necessary for Zheng Congming to have this consciousness.

"Hey, brother ye, I know."

Zheng Congming scratched his head with a smile and agreed.

Then ye Shaochuan asked a few words, especially after he told the monk not to let out the information, they left the park one after another.

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