Ye Hao smiled slightly, and the wind was calm: "It's okay."
"You are young and look as cold as ice, but your personality is as reckless as Zhang Fei."
"In addition to your long-term living in the West and being influenced by the Western hypocrite culture, there is another reason, that is, you practice internal martial arts as external martial arts."
"If the internal breath in the body cannot be vented, it is naturally because of the excessive liver fire..."
"And you have recently encountered bad peach blossoms, and you are even more angry."
"Under internal and external troubles, you want to vent and explode at any time."
"It's just your subconscious action."
"You're not targeting me, but everyone."
"Or to be precise, it is for all men..."
Du Liang was slightly stunned when he heard Ye Hao's words, and a look of deep thought appeared in his eyes.
"Hahaha, although I can admit that you have a set of Feng Shui Physics..."
"I can also admit that I am not your opponent in martial arts!"
Wang Jingyi sneered.
"But this Tianmen Fist is one of the unique skills of the Tianmen Village in the southwest!
"Is this unique skill that people like you can understand?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly.
can't read?
joke.
He is a generation of war gods, but he is the pinnacle of the war gods. He is proficient in worldly murderous arts and mere internal martial arts. He can see through the essence at a glance.
"Your so-called Tianmen Fist looks powerful and terrifying..."
"But if I guess correctly, your Tianmen Fist should only be half a roll."
"Or it is when it is passed down, the method of internal breath regulation will be lost."
"Or it was to pass this Tianmen Fist to your people, deliberately concealing the part of internal breath regulation."
"So, an internal martial arts that practice both inside and outside has become a colorful style!"
"The domineering aura in the body cannot be vented when needed, which leads to the impact of the internal organs when practicing this Tianmen Fist, and there is no solution..."
"And as the practice deepens, it will hurt you more!"
"So, it's better to be called Seven Injury Fist instead of being called Tianmen Fist!"
"Before hurting others, you will hurt yourself first."
"After this boxing technique is achieved, you will occasionally feel stuffy in your heart and have insomnia and dreamy at night."
"When you have reached the point of perfection of punching, you will suffer from asthma and cough, and you will have blood in your cough!"
"And in the later stage, you will vomit blood and die of death!"
"I can even judge that those who practice this Tianmen Fist will definitely not live to be sixty years old!"
"And everyone coughed up blood before they died, and even coughed out their lungs!"
"For example, Wang Jingyi, although her boxing skills are very good now, she can't sleep every night. She thought it was her heart that was creeping."
"And Mr. Du, every time you activate this boxing, you will have asthma for three days, which also causes your muscles to be weak, and you will only have one breath left to hang..."
"Even so, Mr. Du still needs martial arts masters to activate his inner breath to regulate his bloodline every three months in order to maintain physiological functions."
"What I said is correct?"
When Du Liang and Wang Jingyi heard Ye Hao's indifferent words, they were both shocked, and looked at Ye Hao's expression full of disbelief.
Obviously, he never expected that Ye Hao was so proficient in martial arts, and he had reached this point.
Not only did they explain their symptoms, but they also explained the symptoms of all the Du family ancestors.