Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

"I heard that he is also a world boxing champion, why is his fighting ability so poor?"

"It must have been all these years of drinking and drinking, and the kidneys... hollowed out the body."

"I don't think it makes much sense to discuss whether it is a minor injury. Otherwise, let's call 120 and call an ambulance."

"Comrade policeman, what should be the calculation of knocking people out with a slap? Is it illegal?"

Jiang Yun squeezed to the front of the crowd, he said with some confusion: "Mr. Zhang, Senior Brother Chen, Brother Dajiang, you all believe me, I really hold back."

"For the punch he hit, I used my strength to punch it. After dissipating three parts of my strength, I added a little internal strength to take advantage of the situation, and slapped it back intact!"

The people around were in an uproar, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were also stunned.

"Daoist, isn't it too much for you to slap people with internal force?"

"It's okay to use strength to fight, but why does the Taoist master use internal strength, and the lethality of internal strength is so terrifying?"

"The Daoist may have slapped the boxing champion internally."

Daoist Zhang Zhishun stood up and explained: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, if you don't understand medical skills, please don't talk nonsense, so as not to cause misunderstanding."

"My nephew Jiang slapped this guy's Qihai, Guanyuan, Zhongji and other acupoints with his palm. The force of the palm hurt his Ren Meridian, the Kidney Meridian of Foot Shaoyin, the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming, and the Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin."

"Acupoint and meridian shock injuries can only be considered minor injuries, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation. This boxing champion's coma is mainly due to his poor physical fitness and low ability to resist blows. It really has nothing to do with my nephew Jiang."

It's good that old Taoist Zhang didn't explain, but with his explanation, the people around were not calm.

Injuring acupuncture points and meridians, this doesn't sound like a minor injury!

Jiang Dajiang looked at An Zaixing who was in a coma and his fingers were still twitching slightly. He said a little worriedly: "Old Taoist, or else I'll call an ambulance and send him to the hospital for examination."

"Are you looking down on the old man's medical skills?"

"In the past two years, I have cured seven or eight cancer patients. For this small injury, I can just get two needles." Zhang Zhishun said very calmly.

He took out a needle box from his pocket, and twisted out several half-foot-long silver needles from it.

After the needle was placed, only 2 minutes later, An Zai Xing coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and he woke up slowly.

"Is your stomach still hurting?"

"It's much better, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Since the pain is gone, stand up and take two steps."

The onlookers saw that An Zaixing really stood up and walked a few steps. They marveled at the astonishing medical skills of the old Taoist master, and started booing and kicking the gymnasium to continue.

An Zaixing's legs trembled, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Daoist Zhang Zhishun looked at Jiang Yun and said, "Xiao Jiang, you don't have to narrow your path so much. The old Taoist is here, and you can take action when you should."

"There's no need for the two of you to strike so lightly. As long as you stay alive, I'll definitely be able to save you both. Don't worry."

Jiang Yun understood, he nodded.

An Zaixing knelt down on the spot, his face was ashen, what did the old man mean?

What do you mean there is no need to strike so lightly, I have just shot with all my strength!

Hey, no, he was reminding that little Taoist priest that he can let me go and hit me like a sandbag, and he doesn't have to keep his hands.

"Boxing King An, are you alright!"

A voice of comfort came.

An Zaixing was pulled up by a big hand, his heart warmed, and he was about to thank him, but when he looked up, he found that the person who pulled him was actually Jiang Yun.

your sister!

You devil, are you so eager to hit me?

When An Zaixing looked panicked, the people around him began to praise Jiang Yun fiercely.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Jiang Daochang's martial arts are really much higher than a certain boxing champion!"

"Some people seem to be boxing champions on the surface, but they are really not good at being human. Look at him, look at him, they are really not at the same level."

"Continue to fight, continue to fight, I took a day off, just want to watch a wonderful martial arts competition, how can it be over after just one fight, Second Man is not so fast!"

"Master, tens of thousands of members in our martial arts gym are watching your live broadcast, you have to cheer up, you can't lose!"

"I seriously suspect that Boxing King An is playing a counterfeit match. How much did Daoist Jiang give him?"

The discussions around him flooded in like a tide, and An Zaixing knew that he had no way out, so he stood up bravely.

I can't lose today, at least I can't lose like this, otherwise the Anjia martial arts school will definitely be over.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang told everyone to retreat, and left the small square in front of the Taoist temple for the two of them.

"Boxing King An, Pindao has seen the video of you giving me a challenge on the Internet. The dubbing is good, and it makes my blood boil."

"Since Mr. Zhang said that you don't need to keep your hands, let's fight without restriction now, and discuss what is traditional kung fu." After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he punched a few times casually.

The force of the fist cracked the air, the sound of wheezing lingered for a long time, and the crowd around yelled.

The corners of An Zaixing's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice, "It's outrageous, you can make punch sounds!"

He practiced Bajiquan for several years before playing professionally.

As the old saying goes, Tai Chi did not go out for ten years, and Xingyi killed people in one year. Back then, Baji scared people to death.

So he didn't take Jiang Yun seriously before. After all, how good can a Tai Chi practitioner be?

Looking at it now, I was very wrong, not because the Taoist priest in front of me was so powerful in Taijiquan, but because the Taoist priest himself was a pervert.

Even if he changed to another boxing style, he could easily become a world boxing champion.

"Boxing King An, don't be distracted, Pindao is about to make a move."

"Master Daoist, peace is the most important thing for monks, it's not good to fight and kill."

"Practice martial arts and learn from each other, keep fit, don't worry, the poor will attack lightly, and it won't hurt."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he stepped forward.

The left hand tapped An Zaixing's left chest at a very fast speed, and then clasped the guy's shoulder with his backhand, pushed and pulled, and put him on the ground on the spot.

This set of silky combo made the eyes of the water friends in the live broadcast room shine.

"Fuck, why did the boxing champion lie on the ground?"

"The Taoist priest doesn't talk about martial ethics when fighting, but he actually taps acupuncture points when he comes up."

"Sunflower acupuncture is also a traditional kung fu, isn't it normal to compete in acupuncture?"

"The majestic boxing champion, how can he be like a child in front of the Taoist priest? It's hard to fight!"

Jiang Yun hooked An Zaixing's waist with his toes, and kicked him upwards, and then his fists hit him like a torrential rain.

Crackling, punching more than 30 times in a row, and finally kicking back, kicking the person seven or eight meters away.

An Zaixing didn't stop sliding until he hit the crape myrtle tree.

He let out a scream, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out again.

When the onlookers saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang hurried over and shouted: "Don't be dazed, hurry up and save people!"

"Jiang Daochang, I shouldn't have agreed to let you take action just now. You martial arts practitioners do not strike lightly or hard. Let's see how you beat people up."

Zhang Zhishun walked quickly to An Zaixing's side. After checking, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun with complicated eyes, and heaved a long sigh.

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Chapter 68 Spending Money to Apprentice Teachers, No Problem (Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

For the first time, the water friends in the live broadcast room became worried. They felt that something was wrong.

"Hiss, the old Taoist sighed, the matter is definitely not trivial!"

"That unlucky guy, he won't be beaten to death by the anchor, right?"

"Have a feast, have a feast, let the Taoist priest have another good meal before leaving, I don't know when I will come out next time."

"Well, I feel that the boxing champion can be rescued again, after all, he hasn't covered himself with a white cloth yet."

Jiang Yun leaned over, and he said in bewilderment: "My colleagues and laymen testify that the poor Taoist is really useless!"

The onlookers were silent.

Kicking someone up, punching them more than 30 times in a row, and finally kicking him to this point, is this called useless force?

Daoist, you feel your conscience, looking at this guy who is unconscious, do you have the nerve to say that sentence?

Police officer Jiang Dajiang glanced at his apprentice. The little apprentice understood, and pulled out the shiny silver bracelet from his waist with his backhand.

Daoist Zhang Zhishun pointed at Jiang Yun, and said bitterly, "The old Taoist has already said that you can fight as long as you don't die. Why don't you listen?"

"Old Daoist, let go of the beating, everyone is unconscious!"

"What happened to fainting? Minor injury! Still minor injury!! I have been studying medicine for 50 or [-] years, and I can't be wrong. This guy just suffered some skin trauma."

"Then you give him two more needles?"

"It's a waste of time to get any needles, just take a bowl of cold water and just pour it on this guy's face." Old Taoist Zhang said confidently.

soon.

Village head Jiang brought someone to bring a bucket of cold water, and with a splash, the water splashed over.

An Zaixing was drenched all over, but he still closed his eyes tightly without any reaction.

Everyone looked at Taoist Zhang Zhishun in confusion, and the old Taoist couldn't hold his face anymore.

He took out the needle box from his arms, took out a silver needle, glanced at it, and found that the silver needle was directly stuck at the three fingers below An Zui's navel, and twisted it.

Police officer Jiang Dajiang asked curiously: "Old Taoist priest, what kind of acupuncture point did you pierce?"

"Laughing tiger's den."

After Zhang Zhishun finished speaking, he pulled out the silver needle.

An Zaixing immediately covered his stomach and laughed wildly, with snot and tears streaming down his face, everyone laughed like a ball.

Old Daoist Zhang saw the puzzled faces of the crowd, and he explained: "Don't misunderstand, laymen, this kid is not injured, he is pretending to be dizzy, and purposely does not wake up."

"I pricked his laughter acupuncture point with a silver needle, and then stimulated it with internal force, so he couldn't stretch himself immediately."

The crowd was in an uproar, and they suddenly discovered that this seemingly weak old Taoist Zhang also seemed to be a ruthless person.

The water friends in Jiang Yun's live broadcast room immediately changed their minds and started thinking about apprenticeship.

"It turns out that people really have laughter points on their bodies. I have learned, I have learned. Next time my tigress gets rough on me, I will stab her laugh points."

"A Chinese medicine student said: Xiaohu acupoint is indeed Xiaohu acupoint, but its effect is really not so obvious. The effect of acupuncture by the old master is probably due to internal strength."

"Zhang San asked, is it illegal to stab someone's laughing point with a silver needle?"

"Brothers, help me, I just poked my wife's laugh hole, and she is now locking the door and pulling the curtains."

"Cultivating immortals with the anchor is no longer realistic. I want to worship the old Taoist master as my teacher, and it would be good to learn acupuncture and moxibustion."

"Understood, junior brother upstairs, I'll buy a plane ticket to go to Wudang Mountain to learn from my teacher. See you in Wudang Mountain."

It took a long time for the itching in An Zai's abdomen to dissipate. After he recovered, he stood up and saw that everyone was staring at him, and he died on the spot.

Dayuan ran over excitedly to kick the court, but was treated as a ball and knocked out twice, it was really embarrassing.

And the most outrageous thing is that the person fainted twice without any injuries on his body, how can this blackmail people?

Police officer Jiang Dajiang stuffed back the silver bracelet shown by the little apprentice.

He clapped his hands and boasted with a smile: "Jiang Daochang is indeed the vanguard of our Wudang Mountain law-abiding, and a monument of martial arts in the martial arts world."

"After fighting for so long, no one was injured. This is really happy for everyone. Otherwise, if you two continue to compete, we really haven't seen enough. Folks, don't you think so?"

The cold sweat on An Zaixing's back flowed directly down the spine and into the buttocks. He scratched his buttocks twice, feeling very irritated.

No, sir!

You really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. I was pressed and rubbed on the ground, and you let me compete with him. Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Jiang Yun said with a smile: "Brother Da Jiang, this traditional kung fu is about to the point. How could I kill someone who has no strength to restrain a chicken? That's a bit unethical."

The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back, they immediately launched a hahaha in the barrage area.