Xu Qing took the chalk, glanced at the skin and bones on the ground, frowned slightly, and thought to himself, this old man is too weird, he talks like he has taken gunpowder, and he asked me to find joints. Could he be an old Chinese medicine doctor?
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At this time, Old Man Wang took out a stopwatch in a serious manner, glanced at Xu Qing, and then pressed it hard.
"Don't be stunned, draw quickly!" Tang Guobin on the side was really anxious and yelled at Xu Qing. In recent years, the Tang family father and son have been deliberately looking for a successor for Mr. Wang. This seemingly simple test has even caused many orthopedic surgeons to
Everyone who was born was in trouble, including Tang Guobin himself.
Xu Qing squatted down, drew a few strokes of chalk on the skin and bones, straightened up and stood up again, bang! Mr. Wang pressed the stopwatch in time, his face suddenly darkened, he looked at Tang Guobin with a sneer and said: "
Mr. Tang, you put a lot of thought into it before coming here, right?"
Tang Guobin looked confused and said: "What did you say? Why can't I understand it clearly?"
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "Grandpa Wang said that we were cheating, I don't even understand!"
Tang Guobin suddenly realized it and shouted with an aggrieved look: "Grandpa Wang, you don't want to accuse someone so unjustly. These two pieces of bones were just sent from the capital today. Even if you want to cheat, you have to have time!"
Mr. Wang waved his hand to interrupt Tang Guobin's words and said calmly: "Two minutes to draw the bone line between the humerus, scapula and glenoid."
Xu Qing took the chalk and tossed it casually and said: "What are the bone grafting lines? How many are there in total?"
Mr. Wang frowned and said: "The connecting lines between the three bones can also be called bone seams. There are two in total. Let's get started!" After saying this, regardless of whether the other party understood it or not, he decisively pressed the stopwatch.
Xu Qing took out his cigarette case and lit one slowly, took two puffs happily, squatted down and brushed two strokes, stood up and looked at the 'old Chinese doctor' with a half-smile.
Mr. Wang's eyes lit up, he jumped up from the sofa with a breath, stretched out his index finger and stroked the drawing line, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Xu Qing, his eyes burning as if he wanted to see through the person.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive and dull. Mr. Wang stared at Xu Qing for two minutes, then he laughed loudly, his loud laughter numbing people's eardrums, and even the old gray man on the roof beams.
It started to fall, and Xu Qing reacted the fastest. He covered his ears and ran out of the house. The loud voice of this old man was really unbearable!
The stupid Tang Guobin ended up in disgrace. He wiped the ashes on his head with a wry smile and complained: "If you are not satisfied with this apprentice, I can just take him away. There is no need to torment me like this!"
The laughter stopped suddenly, and Mr. Wang glared and said: "Dare you try to lead someone out of this door? Do you believe that the old man will break your bones right away?"
Tang Guobin said with a smile: "Grandpa Wang, so you accept Qingzi as your apprentice?"
Mr. Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "You are pretending to be confused because you understand, right? I think you don't want that old book that has been stained for 18 years."
When Tang Guobin heard that Zhanyi Shiba was falling, he immediately became energetic and rushed out to drag Xu Qing in.
"You brat, don't you want to learn Kung Fu? Why don't you quickly become a disciple?"
Poor Xu Qing was forced to kowtow three times in front of Mr. Wang, and then he called out "master" in a crisp voice. He raised his head and looked at Tang Guobin with a resentful look on his face, shouting in his heart: You are paralyzed, you are not careful in making friends.
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Mr. Wang was very satisfied with this disciple. When he finished kowtowing, he quickly stepped forward to help him up and said with a smile: "Okay! I didn't expect that I, Wang Tiangang, would receive a successor when I was dying. It seems that God is not kind to me."
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Xu Qing glanced at Tang Guobin, turned around and said respectfully: "Master, I wonder if you can teach me Kung Fu?"
Mr. Wang pulled Xu Qing to sit on the sofa and said with a smile: "Do you know which sect you are from and what kind of Kung Fu you know?"
Xu Qing was confused and said to himself, anyway, if you want to learn a move to defeat Young Master Tang, it would be best if you can do it quickly, so that you can avenge yourself on the spot.
Mr. Wang seemed to see what Xu Qing was thinking, and said slowly: "Do you want to learn a few quick tricks, preferably one that can repair Mr. Tang immediately?"
Xu Qing's eyes lit up and he asked urgently: "Is this really possible?"
Mr. Wang smiled enigmatically, put his mouth to Xu Qing's ear and said a few words, then patted him on the shoulder and said: "Go! Let's compete with Mr. Tang."
Xu Qing glanced at Mr. Wang suspiciously, turned around, bowed his hands to Tang Guobin and said, "Brother Tang, are we going to go out and compare notes?"
Tang Guobin's heart skipped a beat and he smiled bitterly: "You don't want to repay kindness with hatred, do you? My brother also has good intentions!"
Xu Qing touched the big bump on his forehead and said with a strange smile: "Usually I take revenge on the spot when I have a grudge. Just be a little aggrieved and let me try a new trick."
Tang Guobin shook his head vigorously. He knew that the tricks used by Mr. Wang were all cruel and cruel. This guy had a shadow when he was a child. Even when he met Xu Qing, who was just learning to practice, his momentum was already half lower.
"Brother, isn't it okay if I'm wrong?" Tang Guobin still wanted to throw away the competition, but unexpectedly Wang Laoyi glared and said: "Disciple, take action!"
Xu Qing walked around behind Tang Guobin, raised his left palm and slashed the back of his neck. It was a very ordinary palm strike. If it hit the occipital area of the head, it would cause him to faint or be fatal.
Hiss! Tang Guobin took a deep breath and stepped aside to let the sword pass. Unexpectedly, Xu Qing swung his right fist and hit the Qihai point under his navel from a very tricky angle. Poor Young Master Tang's body went limp.
, fell into Xu Qing’s arms and fainted.
Tang Guobin was knocked unconscious with one punch. Xu Qing's mind went blank. He was dumbfounded while holding the limp Young Master Tang. He turned to Mr. Wang and shouted: "Master, try to wake him up quickly!"
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Try giving me two slaps?"
When Xu Qing heard this, he immediately felt confident. He grabbed Tang Guobin's collar with one hand, raised his palm and slapped two pieces of pot stickers together. Who knew that this guy tilted his head twice and didn't react at all.
"Brother, wake up, there is a beautiful woman in front of you! She has no clothes on..."
Xu Qing shook his head and yelled, sweating on his forehead in anxiety. If he really beat Young Master Tang to a bad end, he would never feel comfortable in his life.
"Disciple, this method of tossing won't work, let the master do it!"
Wang Lao Shiran stepped forward, stretched out his right palm and patted Tang Guobin's shoulder quickly twice, and touched the bottom of Tang Guobin's navel with his five fingers.
"Ouch!" Tang Guobin cried out in pain and opened his eyes. He glanced at Xu Qing vaguely and said, "Qingzi, you just hit me with a knife, didn't you?"
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "I missed, you dodged it."
Tang Guobin touched his cheek suspiciously and muttered: "I remember clearly dodging away, but why does it feel like someone slapped me twice on my face?"
Xu Qing turned his face and stuck out his tongue. He was secretly glad in his heart. He couldn't remember the time when this guy was knocked unconscious by a punch. It seemed like I was lucky!
Mr. Wang coughed twice, opened the Eight Immortals cabinet and took out a yellow booklet, turned around and walked to Tang Guobin, stretched out his hand and said: "Take it, make a copy and give the original to my apprentice."
Tang Guobin took the booklet and held it in his arms as if he had found a treasure. His head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. It turned out that it was a martial arts treasure left by his ancestors. He learned this, karate, judo and the like.
What a scumbag!
Wang Lao's "Zhanyi Shibatuo" is a real internal martial arts book. When Tang Guobin was young, he saw Wang Lao perform the "Zhanyi Shibatu" Kungfu once.
The gangsters walked past, and anyone who made a move was thrown away as if they had touched a spring. At least seventy or eighty had their arms and legs broken, and Mr. Wang always had his hands on his back.
From that day on, Mr. Wang has become a patron saint in the hearts of the Tang family and his son. With his presence, any scoundrel who seeks the Tang family's ideas will end up extremely miserable, and some will even disappear inexplicably. In the hearts of the Tang family and his son,