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Chapter 936: Pretending to only serve Zhao Yuan

It was also more than ten minutes later that Zhao Yuan finished performing a series of massage movements.

Honda Matsuhira's face turned blue and white. He was not blind. Of course, it was obvious that the massage movements Zhao Yuan used just now were better than him and better than him.

If he had only missed one move and half a stance, he might not have been so depressed. But now, he was clearly crushed by Zhao Yuan!

"How about the massage trick I used just now? Have you seen the gap?" Zhao Yuan asked with a smile.

Honda Matsuhira had a dark face and didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say 'I saw it', right?

"Oh by the way, I've forgotten the last step." Zhao Yuan slapped his forehead, reached out to pick up the knife on the table, pierced the rag bag, and poured out the things inside.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was extremely looking forward to it.

"Honta Matsuhei just pressed the soybeans into pieces. Zhao Yuan's massage tricks were much more exquisite than him. I wonder what they would press the soybeans into?"

"No need to say it, it must have been pressed into powder!"

"The powder is too exaggerated, right? As long as Zhao Yuan can press these soybeans more broken than Hondo Matsushita, he will definitely win!"

"I'm really looking forward to it...Huh? Why... Why is this happening?"

When people saw clearly what Zhao Yuan poured out of the practice bag, they were collectively shocked and all were stunned. Honda Matsuhide was the same. However, after staying for a few seconds, he laughed: "Zhao Yuan, it seems that you are just a fancy! At this level, you are so embarrassed to show off? It's simply embarrassing!"

The Yamada school disciples in the clinic all burst into laughter.

I saw that on the table, the soybeans were intact.

Zhao Yuan’s massage just now did not destroy these soybeans!

There was also an uproar in the live broadcast room.

"how so?"

"Damn, no soybean is broken? I'm so embarrassed!"

"No, I saw that Zhao Yuan had a massage just now, and the force was quite strong. Why did these soybeans not break?"

"It's over. Now I've pretended to be a fool, and I've hit myself in the face..."

Several people in charge of Zhao Yuan’s logistics support also changed their faces and muttered with concern: “How could this happen?”

However, Yang Jingbo saw the clues, stared at the boss with his eyes suddenly and blurted out, "Tuxin?" At the same time, Yamada Takashi, who was sitting in the car and rushing back to the clinic at the headquarters, also shouted the same sentence in Japanese.

Pure strength?

Everyone who heard Yang Jingbo's words was stunned.

People in the live broadcast room even spoke, asking what it means to sing Jin.

"What? Extreme power? This is impossible!" Honda Matsushi's face suddenly changed.

His senior brother Nagata Murai also looked disbelieving: "Tujin? That's the highest level of strength in massage techniques. Even we haven't reached it. Zhao Yuan, a boy under twenty years old, can he practice Tujin? I think you are really bragging and not drafting... Damn, how could this happen?!"

At the beginning, Nagasaki Murai was still mocking and questioning Yang Jingbo, but when he saw Zhao Yuan’s next move, he was shocked and swearing.

In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't do anything, just picked up a soybean, gently broke its skin with his fingernails, and then it opened until a thin piece of bean powder spilled out of it. The fineness of these bean powders was like grinding it with a machine!

The live and live broadcast room instantly boiled.

"Damn, damn, damn, it turns out that this is the energy-willing? Without hurting the soybean skin, press the soybeans into powder!"

"Is this the power of massage? Are you teasing me? This is obviously the legendary skill of fighting beef across the mountain!"

"Is this true? It's not a stunt?"

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. Brother pretending to be a slap in the face is just a slap in the face. If you don't take action, you will definitely be amazing! I shouldn't have suspected that he would capsize just now. I admit my mistake and I will review it!"

"We shouldn't have doubted Zhao Yuan+1. We were slapped in the face by him, but I feel so good about this face. Please come a few more times!"

"Zhao Yuan's pretending is so cool! Look, all the Japanese Han doctors were scared by him and their faces were pale! Hahaha, I feel satisfied when I see their appearance, and I feel good!"

After a brief loss of mind, Honda Matsuhira reacted and shouted, "It's impossible, you can't practice hard!" While walking quickly to the table, reaching out and grabs a few soybeans, wanting to verify it yourself.

As a result, he gently pinched the soybeans and the soybean powder inside spilled down. He didn't give up and grabbed another handful of soybeans. After pinching them, he still had the result.

Now, even if he doesn't believe it, he can only believe it.

"You really practiced the power of sensation? How is this possible? How is this possible..." Honda Matsuhei was completely stunned. In the Yamada school, only Yamada Takashi and their senior brothers were the two who practiced the power of sensation. Could it be that Zhao Yuan's level in massage has reached the point of wrestling his wrists with Yamada Takashi?

At this time, Nagata Murai stood up, stared at Zhao Yuan, and said word by word: "Where did you secretly learn the nine-plate massage technique of my Yamada school?"

The massage movements that Honda Matsuhei just performed were exactly in the nine-plate massage technique. Zhao Yuan was very skillful in using them, obviously not learning secretly on the spot, so he must have been prepared.

"Strangely learn the nine-plate massage technique of your Yamada school?"

Zhao Yuan laughed out loud.

"You are really thieves calling for catching thieves. What I just used was not the nine-plate massage technique, but the spiritual snake-turned massage technique! This was the unique skill of Tao Shichang, a famous massage artist in Lingnan during the Ming Dynasty."

"More than 400 years ago, the founder of your Yamada school had no name at that time, and was still a Japanese pirate. He ran to Lingnan to burn, kill, and rob, and did all the bad things. Tao Shichang's family also died under his knife. The Spirit Snake transformed into a massage technique was also taken away by him. With this massage technique, he was named Yamada by the nobles and created the Yamada school. He shamelessly changed the name of the Spirit Snake transformed into a massage technique, called the Jiupan massage technique, and said that it was created by himself."

"Jiu Pan? What kind of thing can be Jiu Pan? Isn't it still a snake? Your Yamada school is worthy of boasting that you are a famous doctor family? You are clearly the robbers! The gangsters!"

Yamada Takasuke, who was holding his mobile phone to watch the live broadcast, changed his face and exclaimed: "How could he know about this?"

This is the secret of the Yamada family. Only every head of the family is qualified to know that no one else, whether it is his students, his brothers, sisters, or children, know about this.

But Zhao Yuan just knew it!

Where did this kid hear about this secret? It's so weird!
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