Zhu Chongyang smiled and said, "Brother Liang not only participated, but also the champion of the Huahai Medical Conference."
"Ah?" Zheng Yan exclaimed, and became a little depressed, which surprised several people.
Liang Hao said: "Old Zheng, you are..."
Zheng Yan sighed, "Oh, I won't hide it from you. My most proud disciple Zheng Shuang has also participated in the competition and is also the champion of our province. I also expect him to win the position of president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall. When I saw you today, he met his opponent. He may be a little inferior to you, just a little bit."
Liang Hao laughed silently and said, "Old Zheng, the medical sciences are ever-changing, and there are so many people. I may not be able to meet Zheng Shuang. It is very likely that I will be cut off after competing with others."
Zheng Yan nodded and said, "It seems that there is a possibility. OK, let's drink ours."
They drank until after ten o'clock in the evening. When Liang Hao and Fu Zhenwu returned to the guesthouse, the door was knocked before they could lie down. Zhang Jiexiong and a dozen generals wearing Venus stars walked in. These people were all the subordinates of Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang's illness touched their hearts. This time they were finally cured. How could they not be excited? He pulled Liang Hao into the cafeteria again, and drank white wine in big tea jars.
Among them, a few are Fu Zhenwu's direct superiors.
Zhang Jiexiong shouted: "Zhenwu, let's go have a drink together."
Fu Zhenwu shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm a little sleepy."
Zhang Jiexiong cursed: "Okay, everyone is a soldier, why do you want so much?"
Although Fu Zhenwu is the rank of a colonel, his old man is the minister of the Ministry of National Defense and the rank of general, and the Fu family is a military family. Who dares to underestimate Fu Zhenwu? This is not a marching war. As long as Fu Zhenwu has been practicing for a few more years, his rank will definitely be like a rocket, whizzing upwards.
This meal really drank Liang Hao too much and drank Zhang Jiexiong under the table.
When Liang Hao opened his eyes and woke up, he felt a split headache. He turned over and sat up, rubbed his temples, and saw that he was lying on the bed. The sun was shining outside and it was already bright, and there were waves of slogans coming from outside. He walked over, pulled the curtains open, and then opened the window, and saw a group of strong men with fierce spirits running in the open space, practicing boxing, or sitting on various fitness exercises.
Zhang Jiexiong stood on the lawn, waved his arm at Liang Hao, and shouted: "Doctor Liang, are you getting up? Come down quickly."
Liang Hao washed up briefly and walked down.
A group of young men with shiny blue bald heads were surrounded by the lawn. They were wearing military-green vests, camouflage pants, and hiking boots on their feet. They were practicing boxing. When Liang Hao walked over, two people were fighting fiercely. Their movements were quite fierce, and they were all fierce moves without any restraint.
Next to him, there were a few young men slapped their heads with bricks, and they slapped their heads with bricks, but they slapped their heads with sticks, and smashed them with sticks, but their heads were not slapped. Liang Hao shrank his neck straight when he saw it. No wonder those soldiers had any hard qigong, probably they were beaten so hard, doesn’t it hurt?
If you want to beat someone, you have to practice and be beaten up. Liang Hao finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.
Zhang Jiexiong took a few steps to meet him, pulled Liang Hao, and shouted: "Everyone stops, stops, stops, I will introduce you to him. He is Liang Hao. The shrapnel of Mr. Tang's body was taken out by him."
These young men all surrounded and greeted Liang Hao with a very intimate attitude. The soldiers were originally big families, so naturally they were not so restrained. Liang Hao also greeted them with a smile, and then sat aside with Zhang Jiexiong, and two more young men came out and they started to learn from each other.
Liang Hao asked: "General Zhang, why didn't you see Zheng Yan, Zhu Chongyang and others..."
Zhang Jiexiong smiled and said, "Oh, are you talking about those medical teams? Now, Mr. Tang's injuries have healed, so naturally he doesn't need the medical teams. They have all returned to the troops and places. Zhu Chongyang, who you said, returned to the provincial capital, Huang Qi was dragged away by Fu Zhenwu and went to the Lijian Special Forces Brigade to be a medical soldier."
"Oh? Mr. Huang Qi has gone to the Lijian Special Forces Brigade?"
"Yes, he got up early and walked with Fu Zhenwu. Zheng Yan and others returned to the place."
Liang Haowei was a little disappointed and thought about chatting with Zheng Yan again to see if he could get the recipe for the Fire God Pill. The old man left in a blink of an eye. But they were really good. They didn't inform themselves when they left and then posted themselves here. Didn't they say they could play for three days? It's not interesting enough.
After touching the Long Dan in his pocket, Liang Hao asked, "General Zhang, where is Mr. Yang? I have something to do with him."
Zhang Jiexiong said: "After so many years of military career, Mr. Yang has developed a habit of running and exercising every morning. Have you seen the mountain opposite? He, Mr. Tang, and more than a dozen guards went hiking, and he always came back at breakfast. By the way, what's the matter with Mr. Yang?"
How can you talk about Long Dan casually? Liang Hao shook his head and smirked twice, nothing big happened.
Zhang Jiexiong said: "Anyway, I have to wait for a while to have dinner, so you can come up and practice for a few more times."
Liang Hao said: "Me? Where can I do anything?"
"Are you humble? If you don't know how to make a kung fu, how could you just stir up the city guard district?" Zhang Jiexiong smiled, stood up, clapped his palms, calmed the atmosphere at the scene, and said loudly: "You may not know. Doctor Liang's kung fu is not ordinary. Come and discuss with him."
These people don’t believe that Liang Hao is thin and tender, has a pretty face, and can do kung fu. He looks a bit like a student who has just walked out of the university, too tender.
One person smiled and said, "General Zhang, are you talking about true or false? I think Doctor Liang is just an embroidered pillow, so where can he do kung fu?"
Liang Hao frowned. This was really hurtful. However, he didn't want to fight with these people. When Yang Zhengbang comes back later, he will talk to him about Longdan, and then go to the Southwest Military Region by himself.
Seeing that Liang Hao did not respond, the man said again, "How is it? I said yes. Doctor Liang is a typical example of being good at it. If you give birth to a baby, it would be almost the same for your wife to take care of the children at home."
Others also started to make a fuss, which made Liang Hao's face feel a little uncomfortable. Zhang Jiexiong scolded: "What are you doing? Doctor Liang is a soft persimmon, so you can pinch it at will? Let me tell you, if Doctor Liang takes action, you will be useless."
The man said, "Okay, then come and try to hit me, I'll see if he's a soft meal."
These words are hurtful one by one. Zhang Jiexiong was still persuading Liang Hao, there was no need to argue with these soldiers. They were just a group of rude young people. Who is not a little bit of blood? Liang Hao stood up and shouted: "Okay, I'll give you two tricks, come here."
The man laughed jokingly, "You, can you?"
Liang Hao said: "Come up, don't you know?"
The man didn't take Liang Hao to heart at all and smiled and said, "Why did I go up? Come up, I promise not to hurt you."
"Then you pay attention." Liang Hao walked over step by step, suddenly punched him, faintly mixed with the sound of a tiger roar. The man was shocked and waved his hand to block it, but he didn't expect that Liang Hao's move was a false move, and he kicked his feet and hit his lower abdomen.
Dingdengdeng, the man took a few steps back and fell directly to the ground.
Liang Hao stretched out his index finger and pointed the man sitting on the ground, then shook his finger and said lightly: "You, the one who eats soft food, is just the ability to talk, not."
One move, one move knocked down a powerful soldier. However, Liang Hao didn't let go of his mouth and said sarcastic words, which immediately stimulated the people around him.
Even Zhang Jiexiong became popular and said coldly: "Liang Hao, how can you speak like this? Who is the one who makes a fuss?"
Liang Hao pointed to the man on the ground and shouted: "He, he is just a soft meal, why? You are not convinced?"
Zhang Jiexiong snorted: "Liang Hao, don't think that you can do whatever you want after healing Mr. Tang's injury. Do you know where this is? You dare to come here to act wildly! Brothers, let's get rid of him."
These soldiers are not ordinary people. They are elites selected from various troops of the South China Military Region. They are from Yang Zhengbang's guard regiment. The brother who was knocked down by Liang Hao did not expect Liang Hao to be so cruel and did not be wary of it. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy to get hit.
These big-headed soldiers used to live together, train soldiers together, eat and sleep together, and are even more close than their brothers. Liang Hao was so cruel that he knocked down one of their brothers when he came up, which made them feel very embarrassed. With Zhang Jiexiong's words, they did not hesitate and rushed up to Liang Hao.
Liang Hao was also a little angry. No matter what, I was also the one who cured Mr. Tang's injuries. It would be fine if you didn't respect me, but you were still thinking about bullying me. He hummed twice and rushed into the crowd. These people had practiced some hard skills of slapping their bodies, and their ordinary fists and feet were nothing to them.
Unfortunately, they met Liang Hao, a person who is very proficient in the human bones and acupoints. When they were in the city's garrison area, Liang Hao rushed up alone and threw all the armed police officers in the martial arts training ground. The fists were all acupoints, and if they hit them, they would faint or fall into a coma. No matter how hard they had, it would be useless. It was impossible to practice all the acupoints. I really thought it was said in martial arts novels, and it was purely nonsense.
Xingyi Xingyi, pictographic and emphasis on meaning, shape is the second, meaning is the most important.
Liang Hao unfolded the twelve styles of Xingyi, either dragon soaring, tiger roaring, eagle pecking, or ape crying... All kinds of styles have their own mysteries. Liang Hao integrated these twelve styles into one, and the dragon shape turned the river and the sea, like a dragon swimming out of the water, passing through the surging waves, the speed was as fast as lightning, the spiral was in shape, and the rolling was strong. The fist turned and protruded, and a sharp roar that pierced the air sounded.
This is the almost perfect combination of the dragon shape and the "drilling fist" in Xingyi Five Elements Fist.
Bang bang! Liang Hao's fist is specializing in human weaknesses and acupoints. Almost every punch is out, someone will be hit and fall to the ground. Now, they are even more crazy. Three people in groups, three people in groups, instantly forming independent combat teams, with their backs to back, and encircling Liang Hao in the middle.