It was Brother Jun who was standing next to Long Aotian who spoke. He stared at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes and said: "You are good at medical skills, but your martial arts knowledge is profound. At such a young age, you dare to say that there is something wrong with the Long family's mentality."
, overestimating one’s own abilities!”
Long Aotian also frowned. He had indeed seen extraordinary medical skills, but medical skills and martial arts were completely different things. Even if a master master personally taught you, without the accumulation of time, it would be difficult to achieve success.
It's like asking a Ph.D. in biology to write poems and articles. It's not a field at all.
"Ajun, please don't be rude." Long Aotian thought: "Mr. Zhuo is a very talented person, and what he says naturally has its own truth."
"Humph" Brother Jun snorted softly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Zhuo Bufan ignored Brother Jun and continued: "Mr. Long, do you feel a stinging pain in your lower abdomen every time you practice? As you practice, the feeling gets deeper and deeper, and eventually even your movement will be hindered.
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Long Aotian's face showed a look of shock. The symptoms Zhuo Bufan said were completely consistent with his. He immediately put away his contempt and looked at Zhuo Bufan with a deeper meaning.
"Why don't I feel that way?" Long Geyue curled her lips and said.
"Then your kung fu is still low, so you don't feel it. You will notice it when you reach the level of your grandfather." Zhuo Bufan said.
Long Geyue stomped her feet angrily, and said coquettishly: "Well, you Zhuo Bufan, you are going round the corner to say that I am not good at learning, huh!"
Zhuo Bufan smiled helplessly and shook his head.
"Mr. Zhuo, do you think there is any way to cure this disease? As long as Mr. Zhuo can solve this problem, I can agree to any conditions you have." There was an urgency in Long Aotian's tone. Only he knew what would happen if this problem was solved.
What does it mean.
Zhuo Bufan nodded, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "This is not a disease, and it cannot be treated by doctors, medicine, or stones. The only way is to modify and perfect the exercises."
As soon as he said this, Long Aotian took a breath, and even Gu Gu, who was sitting next to him, and the centipede-haired young man behind him frowned.
Brother Jun couldn't help but said: "What a big tone. Modifying the martial arts is something that can only be done by people at the level of Dacheng warriors. There is only one martial arts master in the world. You, a high school student, still want to improve the martial arts. It's just nonsense. I don't know what it means."
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Although the two of them fought against each other last time, Brother Jun didn't use his full strength at that time. In his opinion, even if Zhuo Bufan had some martial arts, it was very shallow, even just Ming Jin. Now he keeps saying that he wants to modify his martial arts. It's simply ridiculous.
Yelang is arrogant and disgusting to the extreme!
Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly. Being interrupted over and over again made him a little angry. He smiled and said, "I didn't say I could change it, that's all."
"You..." Brother Jun pointed at him and snorted coldly. Zhuo Bufan's tone seemed to be comforting an unreasonable child.
"Ah Jun." Long Aotian frowned and shouted softly: "Don't be rude to Mr. Zhuo."
Ajun nodded, stepped aside and stopped talking.
"Mr. Long's condition really needs to be recuperated. If you can stop exercising, I can prescribe a Chinese medicine prescription for recuperation." Zhuo Bufan said aloud. After all, it was Long Geyue who invited him here for treatment. Since the other party
If you don't believe that he can modify the exercises, it's hard for him to argue.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhuo." Long Aotian cupped his hands and winked at a subordinate beside him. The other person immediately walked up to Zhuo Bufan respectfully, took out a black card and handed it to Zhuo Bufan with both hands.
Long Aotian said: "Mr. Zhuo, this card is the supreme membership black card of the Long Family. As long as it is used in the properties of the Long Family, there is no limit on free consumption. In addition, there is a 5 million hard-earned fee in it, which can be used in our Dragon Family."
Convert any company property into cash."
Zhuo Bufan took a look and saw that the black card was the same size as an ordinary bank card. On it was a flying dragon soaring into auspicious clouds carved with gold threads, which was lifelike and very domineering.
"Thank you, Mr. Long." Zhuo Bufan took the black card calmly.
The Heikalong family gave away a total of ten cards, all of which were people of high status. Seeing Zhuo Bufan neither sad nor happy, Long Aotian was a little surprised. An ordinary high school student could be so calm, which made him look high.
Not to mention that in his previous life, someone gave him top-notch alchemy furnaces, purple jade gems, even immortal mansions, and countless spiritual stones. Even the villa Chu Tian gave him now is worth tens of millions. A mere five million VIP card is nothing. Besides, he
Even if the Xiao Pei Yuan Dan is sold for tens of millions of dollars, there will still be people fighting over it.
Long Geyue immediately found pen and paper, Zhuo Bufan wrote the prescription on it and gave it to Long Aotian, "Contact me after you know these medicinal materials. Only I can refine them. It is absolutely impossible to give them to others."
Long Aotian glanced at the medicinal materials he wrote and frowned slightly. Some of them were very rare, but they were not precious. It might take a while to find them, but it was not difficult.
Brother Jun shook his head, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, "As long as you can refine others, I think you just want to come back to ask for benefits. I originally thought you were quite capable at your young age, but you used your mind in crooked ways. It will be difficult in the future."
Become a great weapon."
"A Jun." Long Aotian said with a hint of sternness in his tone and an unhappy look on his face.
Ajun muttered: "Old man, what I said is all the truth."
"Whatever I, Zhuo Bufan, want, others will fight over and give it to me, so why do I need to ask for it?" Zhuo Bufan looked at Brother Jun and said indifferently.
Brother Jun gave him a sharp look. This young man is too arrogant! Even Long Aotian felt that Zhuo Bufan's words were too arrogant, and he frowned slightly. Such a temperament will fail sooner or later. The young man is so sharp.
Being too prosperous is not a good thing, but because Zhuo Bufan was treating him, he couldn't say it.
"He's full of lies." Long Geyue curled her lips and said.
"Now that the matter is done, I'll take my leave first." Zhuo Bufan didn't want to argue, stood up, nodded, and strode outside.
Long Geyue hesitated for a moment, then chased after them. The two left the villa. Outside was a vast lake. The wind was blowing slightly, and the setting sun was setting. The golden scales of the lake were shining, showing a beautiful scenery.
Landscape drawings.
"Zhuo Bufan, you shouldn't talk nonsense." Long Geyue caught up with him and curled her lips.
Zhuo Bufan stood still, put his hands behind his back and looked at the sunset on the horizon. He smiled slightly and said, "What nonsense did I say?"
"Modifying Kung Fu is something only martial arts masters can do. You even boasted that others will give you whatever you want, unless you are a martial arts master." Long Geyue looked into the distance, not knowing what to think about.
"Martial arts masters are really that powerful?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and looked at the sky. Back then, when I traveled across the galaxy, I could swallow a sun with my mouth. In my eyes, mere martial arts masters were like ants.
"Of course, the Grandmaster can catch the wind as a sword, breathe out his breath to kill people, and walk on water. Do you think such strange people can have whatever they want?" Long Geyue looked at the lake, sighed and said: "Half
Many months ago, I saw a martial arts master walking slowly from the center of the lake to the shore!"
Zhuo Bufan's heart moved. Half a month ago, when he returned to the shore from the center of the lake after practicing, he did see a man and a woman in the fog. Could it be that they were Long Aotian and Long Geyue.
"Do you want to marry that kind of person?" Zhuo Bufan joked.
Long Geyue's face suddenly turned red and she said: "If he is not too old, it is not impossible. Nowadays, it is not a problem for boys to be more than ten years older than girls."
Zhuo Bufan said speechlessly: "How do you know how old he is?"
"To be able to practice martial arts to the peak of dark strength, even a genius must be in his forties. How can he be young?" Long Geyue rolled her eyes at him like an idiot.
The two were chatting when they suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind. They both turned around and saw a young man with a centipede hair running behind the old man in the weeds, followed by a green wave, a straight line.
The body shot straight into the sky like a spear in the sunset, with a powerful momentum.
There was a young man behind him who was Brother Jun. The two of them ran out and stopped at a place not far from Zhuo Bufan and Long Geyue to fight.
"Brother Jun, what are you going to do?" Long Geyue frowned.
Brother Jun clenched his fists, looked at the man in front of him coldly and said: "Nothing, this member of the Yanlong Brigade just wants to compete with me, just a normal sparring match!" (To be continued)