"That's right, that's right. I saw that the others didn't do a good job, so I could only come to you. Thanks to you beating me up a few times back then, I was able to master the seven injuries technique. " Zhuo fanglin's brows twitched as he spoke with a face full of smiles.
"Cheap skin." Not only Jie Feiying, but Zi Yin and the others also cursed in their hearts. Even if you wanted to cultivate the seven injuries technique and had no choice but to come here to be beaten up, why are you smiling so slyly? Good beating? no matter what the reason was, it was not a good thing.
'It's over, this guy is completely finished. He's addicted to getting beaten up. '
"But she did it last time. Maybe it's her doing." So he was really here to get beaten up. Seeing the sneaky smile on Zhuo fanglin's face, Ling Chuxi was a little dazed.
"I've thought about it carefully. Although elder Ling's beating was very fierce, her methods were vicious. She could make people suffer so much pain that they wished they were dead, but she didn't hurt them at all. She took it again and again, but she could still take it. Senior uncle Ling's methods are more brilliant." Zhuo fanglin said with a solemn expression.
Ling Chuxi's forehead was filled with black lines. Was this a compliment or an insult?
"Martial uncle Ling, please do me a favor. I want to become a top master too. I don't want to stay at the early stage of the sage level for the rest of my life." Zhuo fangyu's words were sincere as he looked at Ling Chuxi with anticipation.
Zi Yin and the others were also a little confused. It was rare to see someone begging so sincerely for a beating.
"Alright, I'll try." Ling Chuxi said.
"Alright, martial uncle Ling, feel free to beat him up. I'll seal my own cultivation first, otherwise it won't have any effect. " Zhuo fanglin was overjoyed. He had successfully cultivated the seven injuries technique, so his body's defense was naturally incomparable to before. If he did not seal his cultivation, Ling Chuxi would not be able to "trample" on him as much as she liked before.
Ling Chuxi took a deep breath and clenched her fists, but she did not make a move. In the past, he was in a hostile relationship with Zhuo fanglin, so he didn't have any psychological burden when he fought. He could vent his anger as much as he wanted to. But now that they had let go of their past grudges and had become friends, he couldn't bear to do it.
"Martial uncle Ling, why don't I do it?" Ye Xiaoqi rubbed her palms together and said when she saw that Ling Chuxi did not make a move.
In any case, he was the one who came to get beaten up, so it would be a waste not to beat him up.
"Can you do it? If you can 't, don't mess around. " Zhuo fanglin said in an unpleasant tone.
"Who said I can't do it?" Ye Xiaoqi punched Zhuo fanglin's nose.
Zhuo fanglin had already sealed his cultivation, but he didn't expect that she would attack him just like that. With a loud bang, he fell backward, and two streams of blood spurted out.
"How is it? the effect is not bad, right?" Ye Xiaoqi said proudly.
"The seven injuries technique first injures the skin and flesh, then injures the muscles and bones, and then the meridians and Qi vessel. What's the use of hitting my nose?" Zhuo fanglin covered his nose and scolded with tears in his eyes.
"Doesn't the nose have bones too? it's not broken, right?" Ye Xiaoqi said in surprise.
"It's broken, it's broken. Don't hit the nose, hit other places. " Zhuo fanglin waved his hands repeatedly. He only wanted to cultivate, not disfigure himself. Moreover, it would be useless even if he smashed his nose. The injuries were too light, and it would not be effective.
"Alright, then I'll go to another place." Ye Xiaoqi rushed forward and stepped on Zhuo fanglin's arm.
"Crack." Zhuo fanglin's arm was broken, and one of his arms was hanging limply by his side. Fortunately, Zhuo fangyu had already gotten used to breaking his arms and legs. Although it was painful, it was not as painful as before.
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