. Yan Junqiang said: "Seven Rings"...

Zhang Yang shook his head, and an internal force was sent into Yan Junqiang's body. Yan Junqiang suddenly felt a stinging pain in his mouth, but Zhang Yang took back his internal force in time, and the pain flashed away.

Yan Junqiang said, "What's going on?" Zhang Yang penetrated another internal force. Yan Junqiang felt a severe pain in his waist this time. He quickly threw off Zhang Yang's arm like a snake bite and said, "Evil, 1 Xiao Zhang, what skill did you use?"

Zhang Yang said: "Uncle Yan, you are not practicing Qigang Fist, but Qishen Fist!"

Yan Junqiang said in surprise: "Seven Injury Fist? Are you sure you are not talking about martial arts novels?" Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Seven Injury Fist is indeed true. It is said that this kind of kung fu has been lost, but no one else can master it. Seven Injury Fist is a martial arts masterpiece handed down from Kongtong Sect. It was earlier than Shaolin Wudang. The general outline of Seven Injury Fist is well known. People have two qi of yin yang, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and earth. The heart belongs to fire, lungs belong to metal, kidneys belong to earth, and liver belongs to wood. Once practiced, seven injuries are all injured. The five elements of the qi regulate yin yang, damage the heart, lungs and lungs to destroy the liver and intestines, and the semen is frustrated and the three burners are in a trance. The three burners are in a deeper layer, and the soul is flying. Every deeper this boxing skill, one layer of damage to one's internal organs is actually to hurt oneself first and then the enemy."

Yan Junqiang was nervous when he heard this. The little alcohol that had just been drunk had disappeared. He did not completely believe Zhang Yang's words: "But practice boxing to strengthen the body. When my grandfather passed on me this set of boxing, he did not say it was the Seven Injury Fist." Zhang Yang said: "Maybe he didn't know it was the Seven Injury Fist when he learned this set of boxing. Uncle Yan, I'm blunt, you still have no children and you have a direct relationship with your practice of this set of boxing." Yan Junqiang was stunned for a moment and then shook his head hard and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, if

There is a problem with this boxing technique. My grandfather has six children, I also have three brothers, and they all have children. Why are the only ones who have problems?" Zhang Yang said: "This is related to the method of practicing boxing and the level you reach. If you master the correct method of practicing boxing, you can control the damage to yourself well. If you don't master it well, you will first hurt yourself. I just briefly tested you just now. Your heart and kidneys have been damaged. If there is a problem with the two elements of water and fire, you will soon be in a state of frustration and trance!"

Yan Junqiang picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip and said, "Xiao Zhang, aren't you kidding me?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Yan and I met for the first time. You are my elder again. How dare I make jokes about you?"

Yan Junqiang said: "Do you understand martial arts?"

Zhang Yang said: "I understand a little bit!, Yan Junqiang said: "Okay, let's stretch out our hands"...

Zhang Yang knew that he didn't trust him, so he stood up with a smile, Yan Junqiang put down his wine bowl and took off his military uniform outside.

The two stood in front of the bonfire, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, please ask first!" "I am the master, come first!" Yan Jun said with a powerful voice.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, if I take action, you will have no chance to take action!" "Good boy! Look!" Yan Junqiang punched Zhang Yang with a punch, and the iron fist broke through the air and made a howling sound. There were seven different forces in this punch, either hard, soft, soft, soft, and hard, and hard, or straight, sending straight, or shrinking.

Zhang Yang praised: "Good boxing!" Seeing Yan Junqiang's punch so strong, Zhang Yang was also competitive and moved out with a dragon-supporting fist. Of course, Zhang Yang would not give his all. His fists collided in the air and made a bush! With a loud bang, Yan Junqiang used 80% of his force, but saw that Zhang Yang's feet stood firmly in the place and did not move at all. Instead, the power from Zhang Yang's fist came one after another. Yan Junqiang was impacted by this force and wanted to retreat. He roared, and his feet were nailed to the ground with force. The cement ground under his feet burst open because he could not bear the power he introduced into the ground.

The orderly soldiers beside him were stunned. This was the duel of experts.

Although he only tried one punch, Yan Junqiang had already learned Zhang Yang's power. Only then did he understand why Zhang Yang said that arrogant words. This kid's martial arts are unfathomable.

Xue Weitong's cheers came from behind her. She clapped and said, "Come on!" Yan Junqiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Tongtong, do you want to kill me?" After learning Zhang Yang's power, he certainly had no intention of continuing to compete and said to Zhang Yang, "Drink!" Xue Weitong came over and said, "Uncle, don't you go to coax my aunt?" Yan Junqiang said, "1 Xiao Zhang talked to me about the speculation. When we finish drinking, I will go back to coax her!"

Xue Weitong didn't know that Zhang Yang and Yan Junqiang talked about the key points, so she said to Zhang Yang: "Third brother, let my uncle drink less."

Zhang Yang nodded.

After Xue Weitong left, Yan Junqiang whispered: "Xiao Zhang, let's see if I'm seriously injured?"

Zhang Yang said: "Fortunately, your Seven Injury Fist is just getting started." He looked at the orderly soldiers as he said this.

Yan Junqiang waved his hand and signaled the orderly officer to leave.

Zhang Yang then said Uncle Yan, I didn’t mean to be inferior to you in this regard. In fact, practicing the Seven Injury Fist requires step by step. Practicing one line of injury and one line of injury and one line of treatment. Only by practicing this steady practice can you avoid the damage caused to itself by the Seven Injury Fist.”

Yan Junqiang said: "I have been practicing boxing for thirty-five years since I was seven years old, which means I have been injured for thirty-five years. Is there any room for recovery now?"

Zhang Yang said: "If you practice boxing without practicing qigong until you are empty-handed, you practice Qixiaquan and practice the method of going from the outside to the inside, but you don't know that although this is quick, it is the most harmful to the body. If you don't correct your practice method as soon as possible, you will encounter more than just infertility problems in the future.

"Zhang Yang was only half of this sentence, but Yan Junqiang had already understood what he meant. Zhang Yang said that if he continued to practice like this, it might endanger his life. Yan Junqiang had already believed it by 80% and took a deep breath and said, "No one had told me from beginning to end, and no one told me that I was practicing the Seven Injury Fist."

Zhang Yang said: "To the present, many moves and names of Chinese martial arts have changed. I believe that since Kongtong Sect has created this martial art, it will naturally have complementary internal skills.

Maybe it was because the seven-injury fist had become incomplete during the process of passing on the sect’s power.”

Yan Junqiang said: "If I knew that this kind of boxing was harmful to my body, I wouldn't practice it no matter what." He was only seven years old when he was practicing boxing. At that age, he would never have thought that this boxing would have such a great impact on his future marriage life.

Zhang Yang said: "Uncle Yan, what aspect is it normal for you?"

Yan Junqiang was asked about the matter in the room by a junior, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but he realized that Zhang Yang was not an ordinary person, so he didn't hide it from him, and whispered: "It's not normal, it's much better than ordinary people. In order to have a child, I have to work harder than my peers, almost every day!"

Zhang Daguanren was secretly happy. The couple must be very harmonious in their lives. He whispered: "Uncle Yan, if you don't get rid of your illness, even if you have too many such things, it will be useless."

Yan Junqiang's old face was feverish: "But we went to the hospital for a check-up. I was normal and the sperm survival rate was no problem."

Zhang Yang said: "Laboratory examinations are all Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine has many things, but Western medicine cannot explain them at all. Your root cause lies in Qishen Fist. You must recuperate your internal injuries so that you can have children." Yan Jun said: "I have been practicing Qishen Fist for 35 years. I still have to 35 years of care. When we were over 70 years old, we were even unable to give birth." Zhang Yang laughed and said: "If you are in your seventies now, I really can't help you, but fortunately, everything is not too late for you to meet me."

Yan Junqiang couldn't help but look up when he heard Zhang Yang say this: "It's really not too late?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "It's not too late! If I can't help you, why should I point out this matter?" Yan Junqiang was overjoyed: "Xiao Zhang, if you can help me fulfill my wish, I." Zhang Yang said, "Don't let me talk about it, don't say the following words. I want to help you because you are Weitong's uncle. Weitong and I are sworn brothers and sisters. Of course, I have to do my best to help you. I'm not helping you for rewards. If you say the following words, it will be boring."

Yan Junqiang couldn't wait: "1 Xiao Zhang, what should I do?"

Zhang Yang said: "Although you have to help you heal your wounds, you can't be too hasty. After all, your internal injuries have accumulated for thirty-five years and cannot be cured overnight."

Yan Junqiang said: "How long will it take to see from you?" Zhang Yang said: "It will take ten years to fully recover."

"Ten Years!" Yan Junqiang's face was filled with loss when he heard this. You should know that Xue Yinghong is already forty years old, and in ten years he will be fifty years old. A woman will have another child at the age of fifty. The probability is too low, not to mention that the risk is also great. Yan Junqiang feels sad. It seems that God really has no plan to tolerate himself.

Zhang Yang said, "Don't be discouraged. It will take ten years to fully recover from internal injuries, but it will take up to half a month to restore your normal fertility function." Yan Junqiang is now a quarrel of ice and fire. He smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Zhang, don't be abrasive. If you say this, I will be crazy by you." Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I will give you a pill I made first. After you take it, you can quickly repair your damaged meridians. During this period, your seven-injury boxing will definitely not be practiced again. I will go to Dingri this time. If it goes well, I can return within half a month. When I come back, I will help you with acupuncture and healing your injuries. I promise that within half a year, you will definitely be able to make Mrs. Zun pregnant."
Chapter completed!