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Chapter 3

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After Chen Ang arrived in the world of The Smiling, Proud Swordsman, he was not in a hurry to go to Mount Hua. Instead, he dressed as a barefoot doctor and treated patients along the way to Mount Heng. At the same time, he tried to get in touch with people in the martial arts world. In the past two months, he had treated countless knife wounds and poisonous ulcers, which not only gave him a lot of sample data of internal force, but also made him a little famous in the martial arts world.

Because of his excellent medical skills and good at surgery, especially one month ago, he cut open the abdomen of a child who was poisoned by a venomous insect. He suddenly became famous and got the nickname Sai Huatuo in the martial arts world. This made Chen Ang a little speechless.

On this day, Chen Ang was correcting a man who was practicing external martial arts. The man's twisted muscles and bones made Chen Ang frown. "If there is no correct way to practice external martial arts, you won't be able to see anything at first. But after practicing for a long time, the body of a person without the secret will develop abnormally. The few incantations I've obtained are all incomplete like this. They all lack the core breathing method."

Chen Ang took a few steps back and made a strange stretching posture. He told the man, "Do this posture like me!" The man tried hard to stretch his body, and his muscles were almost twisted together. But he still endured the pain and looked at Chen Ang carefully.

Suddenly, Chen Ang moved like lightning and heavily punched the man's body. Before the man could react, Chen Ang ruthlessly punched his lower abdomen. The man's back immediately bent and he cried out in pain. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground, but Chen Ang still didn't let him go. He strode forward and elbowed the man's neck, hitting him so hard that tears flowed out of his eyes.

The man was not willing to give up. He struggled to get up, but when he moved his hands and feet, he was surprised to find that the pain and stiffness in his body seemed to have disappeared without a trace. Before he could think clearly, Chen Ang raised his leg and slapped him in the face. Feeling the slight relief on his face, the man realized that Chen Ang's heavy blows had always been aimed at the knots in his muscles and bones, loosening his stiff muscles and bones.

"So cool! It feels so good! " The man's face lit up with joy and he no longer tried to block. He used all his strength to welcome Chen Ang's punches and kicks, fearing that his punches were not strong enough. Seeing that he was so cooperative, Chen Ang simply used the punches and kicks he had just learned on his body.

Although there were targets to practice with on a daily basis, it couldn't compare to a ready-made meat target. Chen Ang raised his hand and used Black Tiger Steals Heart. He felt that the movement of his muscles was a little unnatural, so he adjusted it slightly and used Black Tiger Steals Heart again.

With his amazing learning ability, Chen Ang had memorized many widely circulated fist techniques in Jianghu from the martial artists who came to treat him. However, those martial artists were all dabblers, so how useful could they be as a reference? In the end, he still had to correct his mistakes bit by bit.

No one in Jianghu could compare to Chen Ang in terms of understanding and sensing the human body. With just a few punches, Chen Ang's Black Tiger Fists had already changed.

He didn't force his muscles to exert force according to the most optimal results. Instead, while retaining the essence of Black Tiger Fists, he modified the fist technique to be the most suitable for himself. In just a short while, Chen Ang felt a subtle flow of heat surging through his entire body.

Just by practicing the fist technique, Chen Ang already had a sense of Qi. If those martial artists who had just started practicing for three to five years were to find out, they would definitely stomp their feet and stomp their chests, shouting that the heavens were unfair. However, the reason was very simple. The Qi in the sense of Qi referred to Qi and blood. The so-called itchy and swollen feeling was nothing more than the stimulation given to the human body by the circulation of Qi and blood. In the end, it would still be reflected in the human body.

In this aspect, no one could compare to Chen Ang who had entered a complete state.

From the moment he started practicing the fist technique to the moment he had a sense of Qi, Chen Ang had only used half a quarter of an hour. Now, he had already let go of his hands and feet. Every strike carried a weak vibration force. Every time he hit the man's body, he would always hammer the man until his whole body went limp. It was extremely refreshing, and his face was full of excitement from being hit.

"So refreshing! So refreshing! A little harder, a little harder! "The man was rolling on the ground after being hit by Chen Ang, but he kept shouting excitedly.

F * ck! I've met a pervert! Chen Ang's back was a little numb, and for a moment, he did not dare to continue. When the man saw that he had stopped, he quickly crawled to his feet and was about to hug his thigh. However, he was kicked several feet away by Chen Ang, who was disgusted by the cold. His body hit the high wall heavily, and he moaned happily before passing out.

F * ck, did he awaken some new attribute?! Looking at the man lying in the corner with a flushed face, Chen Ang felt extremely disgusted. If he had known that this would happen, he would not have used this method. Actually, acupuncture would have sufficed. For a moment, he coveted the advantage of being a free target, but in the end, he had disgusted himself.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind, "Sister Yi Lin, let's go to another medical center!" Chen Ang turned around and saw a eleven or twelve-year-old girl wearing a red dress. She was looking at him charmingly, as if she had seen something strange.

This somewhat hurt Chen Ang. He wanted to explain to her, but his reason told him that it was useless to explain. He simply turned his head indifferently and pretended to be a cold and aloof doctor.

Qu Feiyan was still alive, and she had already met Yi Lin. Calculating the time, it should have been after Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang were injured in the fight. Liu Zhengfeng's family had not been exterminated yet, but it would not be long before that happened.

"What's wrong? We heard that Sai Huatuo's medical skills are the best. Brother Linghu is so seriously injured and unconscious, and he is still waiting for us to bring a doctor back! "A sixteen or seventeen-year-old nun curiously poked her head out from behind her.

Seeing Chen Ang's attire, she put her palms together and said eagerly, "Doctor, can you come with me for a house call?"

Chen Ang saw that she was shy and cute, and also knew where she wanted him to go, but he deliberately asked, "Oh? Which Guangfa Temple is it, a quiet and treasured place? "

When Yi Lin heard his question, her face blushed to her ears. She was embarrassed and anxious, and could not speak. Qu Feiyan rolled her eyes at Chen Ang, took out an ingot of silver, and slapped it in front of Chen Ang, "Fifty taels of silver business, do you want to do it?"

Chen Ang's heart was playing tricks, and he also took out a bigger ingot and slapped it back, "Not doing it!"

Qu Feiyan took out a cluster of black needles and held it in her hand, "Do it now or not?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Ang raised his hand, and a silver light flashed. Qu Feiyan's wrist went numb, and she could not hold the large cluster of black blood needles, and they fell to the ground. Yi Lin clearly saw that a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was nailed straight into the numbing acupuncture point on Qu Feiyan's right wrist.

That was just an ordinary acupuncture needle, light and soft. Even if an ordinary doctor held the needle in their hand, they might not be able to pierce into Qu Feiyan's wrist. But Chen Ang was not close, and yet he could shoot the needle in. His eyesight and wrist strength were really terrifying, and the accuracy of the acupuncture point, and the superb acupuncture technique was even more shocking. Yi Lin then knew that this Sai Huatuo in front of her was not a person with an undeserved reputation.

Qu Feiyan tried to pull out the silver needles, but the moment her right hand moved, the silver needles trembled, and she felt sore and numb. She did not have any bad intentions, but after suffering such a big loss, she felt wronged. The tears in her eyes flowed down like pearls from a broken necklace. She was originally only eleven or twelve years old, and was still a little girl. Her tears made Chen Ang at a loss.

"Don't cry! You make it seem like I am bullying a little girl, alright alright! I will go with you! "

Qu Feiyan raised her head and whimpered, "You are bullying me!" As she said that, she stomped her feet, ignoring the silver needles in her hand, and turned to run away. Unexpectedly, she had only taken two steps when her body went limp and she fell to the ground.

Chen Ang hurriedly walked up and pulled out the silver needles for her, "This method of inserting the needles is unique to me. Anyone who is hit by these needles, without me personally pulling them out, they must not move, or else they will only feel that the silver needles are getting more and more powerful. Because the moment you move, the silver needles will drill in. Luckily I am shooting at the numbing acupuncture point, if it was a death acupuncture point, with these two steps, you will only fall head first and die on the spot."

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