Practicing business and practicing medicine

His back is like a tiger and his waist is like a wolf. His muscles are all active and flexible. His arms are shaking. He looks like a typical unicorn arm!

Mr. Lu stood in the middle of the field and the difference was immediately clear.

Looking around at everyone, Bian Mu clasped his fists to everyone.

"Everyone! In terms of kung fu, even if I practice hard for another ten years, I can't even get close to Mr. Lu. However...some of our Chinese medicine theories are more or less good. Of course, I dare not play tricks in front of everyone. I have practiced traditional martial arts for a few years since I was a child. This is true, but it can't be compared with your professional training methods. What sense of distance, explosive power, whip kicks like knives... I don't understand anything at all. In terms of real kung fu, I admit defeat. However, I have said it, and I have to fight a game, Mr. Lu! Please teach me!" Intentionally or unintentionally, Bian Mu made a "soft advertisement" for Chinese medicine in disguise.

"Stop talking nonsense! Just tell me, I'll stand on the stage for a few seconds before you admit defeat!" Mr. Lu insisted on Bian Mu's boast.

No need to ask, he was going to teach him a lesson.

"Didn't I just say it! 3 seconds? If I change my words now, I'll look like a mean person!" Well! Bian Mu was still very stubborn.

The man surnamed Lu was amused at that time.

"Are all of you doctors stubborn? Okay! 3 seconds is 3 seconds! Everyone, help me watch!" The man surnamed Lu turned around and shouted a few words to the crowd.

Suddenly, whistles and boos rang out in the crowd, which was the biggest mockery of Bian Mu.

Bian Mu smiled and pretended not to hear it.

A good boy even turned on the speaker of the official competition. Seeing that the time was almost right, he turned on the switch and the competition began!

Bian Mu walked a few steps towards Mr. Lu, and out of politeness, Mr. Lu also took a few steps back.

Unlike the last match, Bian Mu did not take the initiative.

After a few glances, the man surnamed Lu finally took the initiative. After all, he was a well-known master in the area, and he really had no intention of doing anything to Bian Mu, so he naturally held back when he attacked.

Bian Mu did not dare to be polite to him. In terms of real combat power, even if three Bian Mu attacked him together, they might not be able to take it!

He was late but arrived first. In order to establish his prestige in front of others, Bian Mu directly opened the first round and used a fierce move of "Bone-breaking Hand".

The core skill of "Eighteen Falls with Clothes" is actually another version of "Bone-breaking Hand". Bian Mu had known this for several years.

Seeing that Bian Mu had been fooled, it was really weird! The man surnamed Lu felt like a drop in the ocean. No matter how he controlled the opponent, he could not do anything. After a moment of daze, he was thrown on the stage by Bian Mu.

Bi Shaoxiong was really exhausted! At this moment, he was sitting far away on a folding chair, breathing heavily, his eyes still fixed on the stage. When the man surnamed Lu fell to the ground, he immediately had an illusion of empathy, as if he was the one who fell on the stage.

Still scared!

Bian Mu really made him miserable! Bi Shaoxiong already had some psychological trauma in his heart.

Mr. Lu was at least a head taller than Bian Mu. To be fair in this kind of competition, they had to weigh themselves first. It was estimated that Bian Mu was more than 20 pounds lighter than him, so he must have suffered a loss in terms of weight!

Mr. Lu is a heavyweight expert; Bian Mu is a lightweight novice. For this reason, Bian Mu dare not be careless at all. Once he succeeds, the chain of tricks will be like an endless river rolling in...

Two somersaults, three staggers, four times lying on his back, five times biting the ground, six times rolling on the ground... Gritting his teeth and holding his heart, holding a breath of energy, Bian Mu used all his strength to throw Mr. Lu so hard that he forgot his parents' surnames and names.

Otherwise, Bian Mu can achieve great things! People have no grudges against him in the past, and in order to achieve the goal of completely curing special patients, he really "ruthless"!

Of course, Bian Mu had figured it out in advance. This group of people who hang out in the boxing ring all day don't care much about face. Otherwise, if he "picks up" a stranger in public, what kind of person would he be!

…

The onlookers were stunned and thought they were dreaming…

Bian Mu knew that Mr. Lu was strong and heavy. If he was given a chance, all his efforts would be in vain. He decided to go all out. He took another deep breath of Dantian Qi and became ruthless again. Just like playing with a large spinning top, Bian Mu controlled the man surnamed Lu so much that he almost forgot his ancestor’s surname…

After two rounds, Bian Mu’s physical strength was gradually exhausted. He stared at the shaky Mr. Lu like a fool. He stopped when he saw the good. Bian Mu secretly pressed the lower back of Mr. Lu with his left thumb twice. This was a preemptive move to prevent him from suddenly attacking. There was no other way. The opponent was too strong. If they really wanted to have a fair fight, Bian Mu was really no match for him.

"Sorry! Let's stop here today. Look at how sweaty you are..." After talking nonsense for a while, Bian Mu helped Mr. Lu to sit down in the corner.

At least he had to give him some face, otherwise, it would be difficult for us to meet again in the future.

Mr. Lu was so dizzy that he couldn't recognize him.

Bian Mu took the opportunity to get off the stage from under the guardrail rope, walked to Bi Shaoxiong, and greeted him with a smile: "Have you recovered a little?"

This time, Bi Shaoxiong really gave in. It was the first time in his life that he had to give in! Bian Mu was really ruthless!

"Awesome! If I hadn't seen you beat him up just now, I really wouldn't believe in medical principles..."

"For your uncle, I went a little too far today. You have to repay this favor for me later." As he spoke, Bian Mu turned his head and raised his right hand to point at Mr. Lu on the stage.

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"That's natural! It's okay. They look simple-minded, but they are all smart! What is my identity and what happened to my uncle? They will know it in less than three hours." After saying that, Bi Shaoxiong dragged his exhausted feet and walked towards a corner of the boxing ring. He had just been beaten, and he had to willingly smooth things over for Bian Mu.

Boxing and fitness are not very smart. If they accidentally make a feud, it will not be good for everyone.

Bian Mu was really exhausted, but in this atmosphere, he knew that he couldn't show his weakness at all, and he couldn't drink any sports drinks beside him.

Pretending to be calm, Bian Mu sat on the chair where Bi Shaoxiong had sat, and secretly adjusted his breathing for a long time...

Bi Shaoxiong was a real scene man. In less than ten minutes, the group headed by the surname Lu had been coaxed into submission by him.

Seeing this scene, the little stone in Bian Mu's heart finally fell.

...

Coming out of the gym, Bian Mu smiled and said to Bi Shaoxiong: "You know how to explain it to your aunt later?"

With a smile, Bi Shaoxiong responded generously: "Leave it to me for the PPT matters. I think I have figured it out. Helping my uncle, the kind of sincere help, is to help myself!"

Hearing this, Bian Mu was happy at the time.