"I learned this golden needle technique from my master, but I rarely use it."

In the quiet courtyard, looking at Yang Xing aside, Chen Changming smiled: "This golden needle technique can activate qi and blood and speed up the healing of injuries."

"Uncle Yang, you can recover faster if you use this golden needle technique to treat it."

"However, if you use this golden needle technique, although it will heal faster, it will also make you weak in a short period of time."

He said hesitantly.

"That doesn't matter."

Yang Xing looked indifferent: "I'm weak enough now, it doesn't matter if I get a little weaker."

Hearing this, Chen Changming's mouth twitched.

Are you weak?

Then why is your projection so powerful?

Chen Changming complained secretly in his heart, but he was still very honest with his hands and bandaged Yang Xing conscientiously and prepared to start treatment.

The golden needle technique he mentioned was not fake, but a method specially thought up by Chen Changming.

Through this golden needle technique, on the one hand, it can indeed make people recover faster without making people suspicious. On the other hand, it can also achieve the purpose of reducing Yang Xing's combat effectiveness.

Not long after, Yang Xing's body was pierced with dense golden needles, which looked quite terrifying at first glance.

Definitely a trypophobe's nightmare.

After doing this, Chen Changming watched drops of blood dripping from Yang Xing's body, and after some processing, he ended the diagnosis process this time.

"alright."

Chen Changming packed up his things and looked at Chen Zixin aside: "I still have some things to do, so I'll leave this to Brother Zixin."

"Okay, you go."

Chen Zixin nodded.

Afterwards, Chen Changming walked out of this room and returned to his own room.

When he returned to his room, he immediately took out his belongings from the corner of the room without any hesitation.

After the familiar chainmail and helmet were put on his body again, Chen Changming felt a little safer.

So he looked directly at Yang Xing's name without any hesitation.

With little smooth flickers, the familiar projection space begins to emerge.

After Chen Changming stood firm, Yang Xing's figure had appeared on the opposite side.

Just like last time, after appearing, Yang Xing's projection immediately focused on Chen Changming. The fiery gaze and the cold expression on his face made Chen Changming a little nervous.

Then, Yang Xing's figure rushed up directly.

A faint breeze blew by, and then a figure appeared in front of Chen Changming in an instant.

A hard palm fell instantly, intertwined with Chen Changming's palm in an instant.

The two collided in an instant, and then involuntarily moved backwards at the same time.

Chen Changming took a step back and felt the force coming from in front of him. At this moment, he felt certain in his heart.

Judging from the strength coming from Yang Xing's body in front of him, the strength on Yang Xing's body at this moment is obviously weaker than the last time.

Looking at it like this, Chen Changming's extensive bloodletting was not in vain, and it was somewhat useful.

Compared with Yang Xing's weakness, Chen Changming's strength was much stronger than before.

As the two increase and decrease, the gap widens.

But despite this, Chen Changming was still very cautious at this moment.

He carefully used the long knife in his hand, constantly forcing Yang Xing away, slowly consuming the opponent's physical strength.

The projection is closely related to the state of the body. At this moment, Yang Xing's body was not only seriously injured, but also had just been drained of a large pool of blood by Chen Changming. His state could be said to have hit rock bottom.

This state is obviously not a state that can be fought for a long time. It is fine at the beginning, but as time passes, the strength will become weaker and weaker.

As a doctor, Chen Changming understood this, so he did not confront him head-on at this moment, but relied on the advantages of his own equipment to continuously consume Yang Xing's energy.

But despite this, Yang Xing's performance was extremely terrifying.

With his whole body suffering heavy injuries, he kept attacking forward, showing off his boldness and boldness in his movements, suppressing Chen Changming forcefully, unable to move at all.

To be able to achieve this, although there is the factor of Chen Changming wanting to delay time, to be able to achieve this point, Yang Xing's own strength cannot be ignored.

Even if he is injured, it is still so terrifying that people can't imagine what he would be like if he were in his prime.

I'm afraid there's no problem in knocking Chen Changming to pieces with two or three punches.

But even so, in front of his eyes, as time passed, Yang Xing's strength gradually weakened.

The blood on his body was still dripping. It was the wound left by Chen Changming's previous injection. At this moment, it began to split with the fierce fighting, and the whole state looked extremely terrifying.

At this time, Chen Changming also started to fight back, directly slashing him down.

The whistling sword wind rang in my ears, and the golden sword light fell instantly.

Yang Xing subconsciously wanted to step back, but now he was unable to do so. He was just a step too late and was immediately struck by the long knife in Chen Changming's hand.

With a tearing sound, Yang Xing stepped back, and his right arm was chopped off by Chen Changming.

The dripping blood spread in all directions, splashing everywhere.

Then Chen Changming did not hesitate, withdrew the knife in his right arm, made a fist seal with his slender left arm, and struck out with force every inch of his body.

With rapid force, he directly hit Yang Xing in the chest and knocked him to the ground.

Then another burst of golden sword light fell.

"Acquire Mingyuan Sword Technique"

Faint purple handwriting appeared in front of his eyes. Looking at the handwriting that appeared in front of him, Chen Changming let out a sigh of relief.

"successful"

A touch of joy rose in his heart.

Different from the projections he defeated in the past, Yang Xing is a pregnant body warrior. He is powerful and the many martial arts inheritances he masters must be extraordinary, which can greatly improve Chen Changming.

Then, a faint warmth emerged in front of my eyes, and a silent change began to occur.

In silence, Chen Changming's aura seemed to have changed, and his posture became more upright.

"One Sword Skill"

Feeling the message rising in his body, Chen Changming showed a smile on his face.

It can be said that the inheritance he received from Yang Xing was in line with his wishes.

From the beginning to now, the only decent weapon he has is the black gold sword given to him by Chen Ziling.

Now that he has acquired a sword skill, it is just right. Combining the two can make his combat power better.

Then, Chen Changming looked at the data template in front of him.

Strength: 1.75. Agility: 1.77. Constitution: 1.79.

Projection: Chen Yiming, Chen Ziling, Chen Zide

"So much stronger"

Looking at the changes in the projection column, Chen Changming was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that this martial arts alone could improve him so much.

Because if you think about it, you can understand that a pregnant body warrior like Yang Xing must have mastered a lot of martial arts, and it is impossible to be proficient in every one.

However, judging from the current situation, Yang Xing must have practiced the Mingyuan Sword Technique to a certain level to achieve such good results.

"Perhaps, after finishing this projection, my body data will be able to reach the level of two or above."

Looking at his body data, Chen Changming smiled and continued to project without any hesitation.

After the golden needle technique, Yang Xing's time to fall into weakness was limited.
Chapter completed!