"Hao!"

Master Han turned his palm and pressed Nie Jun’s eyebrows. After making a long time of hard work, he suddenly asked, “Do you feel it?”

Nie Jun said: "I felt the fever between my eyebrows and breath came."

The video reporter recorded the entire process, and the people who were eating melons were staring at each other. Some people took the opportunity to practice, hoping to absorb the energy that Master Han dissipated when he made his skills.

"Hey!"

Master Han's body began to tremble, as if he had increased the frequency of power generation.

A disciple next to him suddenly took two steps back and said in surprise: "I feel that Master's skills are so strong! Don't get close to him, be careful of being hurt by Master's Qigong!"

About ten minutes later, Master Han finally stopped the work. If he didn't, his arms would be sore that he couldn't lift it up.

Nie Jun asked: "Master, is my illness still saved?"

Master Han sighed and said, "I just made some effort to investigate your whole body. Alas, your disease has penetrated into the bone marrow and is difficult to cure."

"Is it leukemia?" Nie Jun asked.

"Yes, it's leukemia," said Master Han. "Leukemia is a blood cancer. Although I have a deep skill, I can't cure it in one go. At least twelve courses of exercise are needed. Each course is one month and it takes one year to recover."

For Chinese people in the 1990s, the most famous cancer is leukemia. Once a movie called "Blood Suspicion" was popular all over the country and caused a huge crowd. In the play, the heroine played by Yamaguchi Momoe suffered from leukemia.

What Master Han said immediately caused a sensation on the scene:

"Master Han is so amazing that he can even cure blood cancer."

"If Yukiko Oshima met Master Han, she would not have died."

"My mother has coronary heart disease, so she asked Master Han to give her a merit and treat her."

“…”

Master Han also said: "Practicing Qigong is originally intended to benefit sentient beings, and we should not collect money from patients. But my ability is limited, and every time I practice gong, it is severely depleted, and I need a large amount of precious medicinal materials to replenish my vitality. Alas!"

Nie Jun took out the 5,000 yuan again and said, "I know that qigong is very consuming to treat diseases. Emperor Duan uses one Yang finger to heal people, and he cannot use martial arts for a whole year. It is appropriate for the master to collect money. The 5,000 yuan is a deposit. In the future, I will give the master another 20,000 yuan for medicine for each course of treatment."

"Then I'm not polite." Master Han reached out to get the money.

Just when Master Han was about to meet the money, Nie Jun suddenly smiled and said, "Sure!"

"Ah?" Master Han didn't react a little.

"I'm not sick at all, you liar!" Nie Jun turned around and left, muttering, "A wasted my time."

Master Han was so angry that his face turned blue and he was also panicked. After all, he was exposed in front of the camera.

"Stop!" A disciple blocked Nie Jun's way.

Another disciple said: "Beat him to death, this man is here to make trouble!"

"You still have the face to stop me? I'm just giving face if I didn't call the police!" Nie Jun said angrily.

Those Qigong enthusiasts were shocked and did not surround them, but stood there and continued to observe the situation.

A disciple reached out to grab Nie Jun's clothes. Nie Jun held the other party's wrist with his backhand, but he didn't see any force. The man screamed: "It hurts, it hurts, my hand is about to break!"

Nie Jun let go of the man and kicked another disciple in the crotch, scaring the other disciples back one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Han immediately turned around and ran away. Nie Jun chased after him and kicked him back, kicking Master Han so hard that he staggered to the ground.

"Don't you know qigong? Use qigong to hit me!" Nie Jun grabbed Master Han's hair, and slapped several times on the face.

The audience was shocked.

On the one hand, everyone was surprised by Master Han's incompetence. On the other hand, they were surprised by Nie Jun's might.

"I skipped class today in vain." Nie Jun felt very boring, so he slapped a few times, then turned around and left.

Another disciple wanted to stop him. Nie Jun glared at him and snorted coldly: "Hmm?"

The man had a sudden inspiration and suddenly lay down to the ground, covering his chest and said, "Okay, what a great Qigong!"

Master Han also reacted and shouted with pain: "Little brother, your qigong is better than mine, I lost today."

What's the thing?

Now it was Nie Jun's turn to be confused.

Master Han greeted his disciples and said, "Everyone, there are experts here. His qigong is powerful. With him here, we should not teach you qigong here!"

"Yes, go quickly, go quickly!" The disciples packed up their fine lines and prepared to run away.

Qigong enthusiasts didn't bother Master Han and surrounded Nie Jun:

"Little brother, teach us how to practice qigong!"

"What little brother, I want to call you master! Master, I am very insightful. Please accept me as a big disciple!"

"Master, can you cure qigong?"

“…”

"Master, no," Nie Jun shouted speechlessly, "The person surnamed Han is a liar. He cheated you a lot of money. Hurry up and catch him!"

Master Han had been surrounded by his disciples and ran more than ten meters away. Everyone was guessing that they could not catch up, so they continued to surround Nie Jun and requested to teach Qigong.

Gao Yu brought the camera reporter into the crowd and said, "Student Nie, do you really know qigong?"

Nie Jun said with a headache: "I have practiced qigong, but I found that they are all fake. I just hit people, using military fist and special forces grappling techniques!"

"The master has really practiced qigong!" People only heard the first half of the sentence.

"The master is so amazing. I just said 'um' and beat the person to the ground from the air!"

"Master, what skill did you practice?"

“…”

But what Gao Yu noticed was the second half and asked: "Special Force Grabbing Technique?"

"It's just flying... Uh, the army title is kept secret," Nie Jun explained, "Anyway, it's an old scout who taught me. He is really powerful, so I will be arrogant. I won't say it anymore, I will go back to school to class. I will never believe in Qigong again in my life. Whoever believes in anyone will be awesome! Let go of it, let it go!"

Nie Jun was surrounded by qigong enthusiasts and couldn't move forward. He suddenly shouted in a hurry: "Okay, I will teach you real qigong immediately, sit down cross-legged!"

Everyone was overjoyed and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Nie Jun has practiced several kinds of false qigong. At this time, he pretended to be a master. He said while walking: "Close your eyes, press your tongue against the palate, press your head with one hand, and hold your Dantian with the other hand. He will inject the qi from Baihui, and lead your mind to Tanzhong, and then walk with your hands on the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian..."

As he was talking, Nie Jun had already walked out of the crowd and... ran away.

"Where is the master?" Someone opened his eyes.

"The master is gone."

"Master, don't leave, we need to learn qigong!"

Two or three hundred men, women, young and old, got up and chased after them wildly, and chased them to the park gate, watching Nie Daxian go away in a taxi.

From then on, a story about Master Nie was circulated in the Qigong circle of Shenghai People's Park. The battle between the two masters was even more amazing - who made the ratings of the Education Station too low? Few people watched Qigong anti-counterfeiting programs.

Gao Yu forced himself to laugh and said to the camera: "Friends, we just witnessed a farce. The so-called Qigong master is just a money-making liar. They can't even beat a student who knows military boxing. It is nonsense to claim that Qi function cures diseases..."

Putting down the interview microphone, Gao Yu often asked, "Hey, where is Director Li of Qigong Research Institute?"
Chapter completed!