Galloping in the fantasy world

Zhang Wuji replied to its question, but he said: "Senior Zong, please try pressing the Yunmen point on your shoulder. Does it relieve slight dull pain? Yunmen point belongs to the lungs, so it hurts the lung pulse. Does the Qingling point on your upper arm make everything numb?

The itching is unbearable? The Qingling point belongs to the heart, so it hurts the heart pulse. Does the Wuli point on your leg feel sore every time it rains? The Wuli point belongs to the liver, so does the liver pulse hurt. The more you practice,

The symptoms will become more severe, and after another eight or nine years of practice, the whole body will be completely paralyzed."

Zong Weixia listened to it attentively, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. With Zhang Wuji's skills as a martial artist and a medical practitioner, he understood the symptoms of meridian damage, and said that he could not recover at all.

wrong.

Zong Weixia did have some problems with his body for several years. Because his condition was not serious and he was secretly afraid in his heart, he blindly concealed his illness and avoided medical treatment. He listened to them point out one by one, and his face changed color as he explained. After a long time, he asked:

"How do you know about thieves?"

Zhang Wuji smiled faintly and said: "I know a little bit about medicine. If you can trust me, I will try to cure you of some of your ailments. If you have tried the Seven Injury Boxing, it will do no good. Practice it again to replenish your energy."

Zong Wei Xia Gang: "The Seven Injury Fist gave me Kongtong's unique skills, how can I say that it does no good? Back then, my master Mu Lingzi shocked the fields with the Seven Injury Fist, became famous all over the world, and lived to be ninety-one years old. How can I say that it is useless?"

You said it would hurt yourself? Are you going to make up for the nonsense?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Senior Mu Lingzi must have profound internal energy, and he can practice it on his own. Tonifying is not harmful, but strengthens the internal organs. In my opinion, senior Zong's internal energy is like tonifying senior Mu Lingzi's state. If you want to practice it hard, I'm afraid it will be useless in the end."

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Zongweixia, a famous person in Kongtong, knew that what he said was unreasonable, and he also knew that his inner strength was as good as his master. However, in front of the masters of each sect, he pointed out to the young man that his sect's mountain-suppressing skills were useless.

Are you worried? He yelled loudly: "Why do you think my Kongtong stunt is useless? If you say it's useless, then I'll give it a try."

Zhang Wuji smiled faintly and said: "Seven Injury Fist uses its own unique and mysterious skills. The punch is hard yet soft, soft yet hard. Each of the seven punches has the same strength. The swallowing and spitting are flickering, and the changes are endless. It is difficult for the opponent to prevent it."

Master Dan once said that in this world, when it comes to boxing alone, your sect's "Seven Injury Fist" is infinitely powerful and exquisite. It is truly one of the best boxing skills in the world."

Zong Weixia listened to it praising the Seven Injury Fist and speaking Lai language to the point. He smiled and nodded, but listened to it continue to talk about stealing: "But my master Ye said, unless you have advanced internal skills, you can practice

It’s useless.”

Zong Wei, the thief: "According to your opinion, my internal martial arts masters haven't fallen into disgrace yet?"

Zhang Wuji thief: "Senior's internal strength failed to make up for the family's failure, and junior Bu dares to speak nonsense. I have heard from my master that the Kongtong sect is famous for its profound internal strength, but Mu Lingzi, the founder of the sect at that time, was able to use the Seven Injuries

The power of the boxing shocked Tianxia, ​​and he was famous all over the world. With such a long life, he must have had another chance encounter and gained such profound internal strength to compensate for the damage caused by the Seven Injury Fist. Otherwise, why could the successors of the Kongtong Sect, Zaiye Wuren, be able to regain their former position as the founder?

The glory of the earth?”

Zhang Wuji relayed Di Nangong Aotian's point of view and added that only the leader of the Kongtong sect fell into deep thought, while the other sects and the leader of the Ming Cult, Ye Shi, nodded secretly.

However, one of them couldn't bear to jump out from behind Zhang Wuji and yelled: "Second brother, what are you talking about with this kid? It saw our Seven Injury Fist, so it let me punch it and taste it.

Let's taste it." Ren Shengzhi fell down with his fist. His attack was fast and fierce. With the sound of wind, his big fist was aimed at Zhang Wuji's back and struck directly at the Dilingtai acupoint.

Zhang Wuji knew that Ren Lailai was behind him, but he paid heed to it and said to the thief Zong Wei: "Senior Zong" heard the sound of the iron chain clanking, grabbed one, and scolded the thief in a sweet voice: "You secretly attacked!" He stretched out his chain.

Then put it on your head.

Nangong Aotian looked at the figure with iron chains on his feet and knew that Xiao Zhao, the daughter of Granny Jinhua, was the thief. He only wondered why Ji Xiaofu was next to Yang Xiao and Yang Buhui, and Xiao Zhao sneaked into the past.

What kind of treatment will he receive? Taking Ji Xiaofu's responsibility as his responsibility, it is reasonable to stop here, right?

Ren turned his left hand, blocked the chain, and punched Zhang Wuji firmly on the back. The punch hit the Lingtai point, but Zhang Wuji seemed completely unconscious and smiled at Xiao Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, please use it.

Don’t worry, the Seven Injuries Boxing Tonic like this will be of great use again.”

Xiao Zhao sighed, his snow-white face turned red, and whispered in a low voice: "I forgot, you have already practiced." He said that he was lying backwards, but he immediately stopped and dragged the chain back and drove away.

Zhang Wuji turned around and saw the old man who had made a sneak attack and made everyone lose weight. Chang Jingzhi, the fourth among the five elders in Kongtong, hit the opponent's key point with one punch. Zhang Wuji was surprised when he saw that Zhang Wuji was as if he had just recovered from sleep.

He blurted out: "You have mastered the magical power of 'Vajra Repairing the Damaged Body', so what about the Shaolin sect?"

Zhang Wuji stole: "I will send more Shaolin disciples to make up for my loss"

Chang Jingzhi knows that the magic power of Piofan's body protection relies entirely on the condensation of a stream of true energy. As soon as he opens his mouth to speak, the true energy dissipates. After waiting for it to shut up, he punches again. With a bang, he hits the chest again.

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Zhang Wuji laughed and said: "I originally said that if the Seven Injury Fist has no internal strength foundation, it can only be used as a supplement. If you believe me, I might as well try another punch."

Chang Jingzhi's fists came out like the wind, two punches in succession, four punches before and after, all of which were clearly hitting the opponent, but Zhang Wuji smiled and accepted the favor, which seemed to mend the pain, and he used four heavy blows to crack the stone, and then hit the opponent again.

It is like a gentle breeze caressing the body and soft silk caressing the body.

Chang Jing's nickname is "One Punch Breaks the Mountain". Although it is an exaggeration, the power of his punches is well-known to Xiang Lai, an older generation of martial arts scholars. Everyone was shocked when they saw him punch four times in a row, but it was all in vain.

The Kunlun sect and the Kongtong sect were in harmony with each other. Although they joined forces to besiege the Mingjiao, the two sides were worried about each other. Ren Ren, a member of the Kunlun sect, coldly called the thieves: "How can we 'break the mountain with one punch'!"

Then he asked the thief: "What can be broken with four punches?" Fortunately, Chang Jingzhi's face was originally dark, but although it suddenly turned red, it made his eyes dazzled.

Zong Weixia handed over his hand to the thief: "Young Master Zeng's magical skills, I admire him, I admire him! Can you let me learn the three moves?" He knew that his Seven Injury Fist skills were much deeper than Chang Jingzhi's. If the fourth man could make up for it, he might not be able to make up for the other party's.

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Zhang Wuji said: "The Seven Injury Fist, the unique skill of the Kongtong School, if it is really practiced, is really indestructible. The Shaolin School has never seen a divine monk possessing the magical power of King Kong to mend a damaged body, but he was killed by the Seven Injury Fist of the Gui Sect.

How can I stop my martial arts skills from seeing a divine monk in vain? But now I try my best to receive three punches from you, and it’s okay to think about it at night.” The implication is that the Seven Injury Fist is a good place, but it’s still far from being able to defeat you.

Woolen cloth.

Zong Weixia had no time to pay attention to the implication. He secretly took a breath and took a step forward to fight with Zhang Wuji. Zong Weixia had no choice but to make up for Zhang Wuji, but Chang Jingzhi made a sneak attack again and pounced from behind.

Zhang Wuji.