Such a good seedling made him feel a little excited, and he also had the desire to cultivate this good seedling into a towering tree!

To put it simply, Mr. Li Hongji is thriving in his love for talent and wants to accept Yang Yi as his disciple.

But before he could speak anxiously, Old Long on the wheelchair was happy and he smiled first, "So you are practicing Xingyi too, haha, just so, Xingyiquan is my key skill! Lin Fan, if you don't dislike it, I can teach you the essence of Xingyiquan, how about it?"

After saying that, he stared at Yang Yi with some anticipation, as if he was looking at a peerless uncensored jade that was about to be carved and could shine.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Li suddenly turned his head and looked at him, and his eyes glared: "You old guy don't give face, right? Lin Fan wants to learn it, and I will learn my Bajiquan. What are you going to steal it!"

Lao Long retorted: "What is robbing? Now Lin Fan is a member of the fifth team of the ground team. Under my jurisdiction, of course I am my own. If you want to rob, you will rob me!"

Mr. Li was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You old guy, you don't have a face like this, right? You're getting thicker and thicker. Lin Fan must learn from my Baji!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Lin Fan, and his smile became more kind and kind: "Lin Fan, I can tell at a glance that you are talented, have excellent medical skills, and have amazing national skills. Come and learn from me!"

"Have you heard any words? It's called "Medical and Martial Arts" not to separate the family! It just so happens that my old man is the best representative of this. If you want to talk about medical skills, I think I am not worse than anyone else except the "New Drug King" Yao Xing. Speaking of national skills, although I am old now and my health is far less than my peak moments back then, the whole of China is absolutely unmatched in understanding the meaning of Bajiquan! If you worship me as a teacher, medical skills and national skills can be taught to me with all my strength. If you worship this old guy as your master..."

As he said that, Mr. Li Hongji pointed at Old Long with his finger, curled his lips, and looked disdainful: "What else can he teach you except for his Xingyiquan?"

When Old Long heard this, he choked.

He also has some basic medical knowledge and medical skills to deal with emergencies on the battlefield or during the battle, but compared with Li Hongji, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, he is a tiny figure. He couldn't say anything to refute for a moment, so he could only stare at Mr. Li Hongji hatefully.

Wu Zhiming, who was pushing a wheelchair on the side, could not hide the envy in his eyes when he saw this scene, and he sighed in his heart: "This kid is in great luck. The two old men are the pinnacle figures in their respective boxing fields, and they have a huge influence and connections. If this kid can learn from anyone as his teacher, his future will be bright."

Yang Yi was a little surprised and moved by the two of them. Under the gaze of the two old men, he said sincerely: "I want to learn both Li, Long, Bajiquan and Xingyiquan."

The two old men were stunned, and then Mr. Li stroked his snow-white beard and smiled: "You boy, you have a big appetite! However, in the late Ming Dynasty, many masters had practiced boxing with many famous masters before they became successful. With your talent, they could be compared with a great master like Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan. Well, I don't mind."

After saying that, he looked at Old Long and said, "Old Long, what do you think?"

Lao Long's old face showed a smile without hesitation, and laughed loudly: "You don't mind, I'll hide it? I'm not only criticized for not staying in the ground to form a good group, but I like it very much else!"

When Yang Yi heard this, he felt a little happy. He was worried that the two old men would not want to teach a disciple together. Unexpectedly, he underestimated the two elders' minds and hurriedly bowed and bowed: "Disciples will work hard in the future and will not embarrass the two masters!"

In the battle with Tian Lang just now, Yang Yi really came into contact with the exquisiteness of national martial arts. Although he mainly practices Chinese martial arts, there is no conflict in practicing Chinese martial arts at the same time. Instead, he can experience many mystery from Chinese martial arts.

Moreover, in many cases, the methods of cultivation cannot be easily exposed. With boxing skills, it can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In another ward.

"Tian Lang, tell me what happened after hitting that boy Lin Fan? Why did you not knock him away, but instead got knocked away?"

The strong man who was nicknamed "Wild Boar", looked at Tian Lang with a pair of bull eyes and said in a thick voice, with a very puzzled expression.

Long Yue, dressed in white, stood beside her, seemed to be waiting for Tian Lang's answer, and left a deep impression on her mind about the shocking scene of Yang Yi blocking Tian Lang's killing move.

As for other members of the team, they were inspecting outside the military hospital. Although the military hospital was still in the scope of the Qishan Military Region, the guards were not strictly guarded and they must be paid attention to them at all times to ensure the safety of Mr. Long.

Although they secretly flew to Qishan City on a military plane from the capital, their actions were very secretive and generally they could not be known by hostile elements, they also had to do sufficient patrols and prevent Mr. Long from falling into danger at all.

On the hospital bed, Tian Lang's face was no longer so pale after being treated by a doctor, but his spirits were even more atrophy and seemed to have been severely hit.

Hearing the wild boar's problem, he looked straight at the ceiling with his eyes fixed on his pupils, his pupils were silent, and the atmosphere was a little depressed. It was not until the wild boar was about to comfort him that Tian Lang said in a low voice: "My punch is the best I have ever played, but I didn't expect that he could resist. I had thought of many situations at that time, but this one was not the case."

After saying that, he paused for a long time before continuing, "I don't know how he caught it, but when he hit the fist, I felt that the force of the fist was dissipated by him, and his whole body was shaking, his bones, muscles, and even his internal organs were moving. He could actually dissolve my strength in this way, and he could actually do this..."

Speaking afterwards, he murmured and looked a little confused.

He has been practicing boxing since he was fifteen years old and has been practicing Bajiquan for ten years. He has definitely entered the house. He may break through to Huajin in the future and become a dazzling master of national martial arts. However, he lost to a man who seems to be less than twenty years old!

What’s even more ironic is that the person’s main profession is still a doctor. It seems that his boxing skills are just entertainment hobbies and practice casually.

For a moment, Tian Lang felt bitter in his heart, and involuntarily, he couldn't help but feel the scene of Yang Yi's killing move when he was shocked by Yang Yi. Without moving a single step, he took on his killing move.

At this moment, his heart was filled with an extremely depressed mood and an inexplicable sorrow.

Suddenly, there was a "dongdong" knock outside the door, but Tian Lang was immersed in his sorrow and seemed to have not heard it.

Until Yang Yi's voice sounded in front of him—

"I'll help you see your injuries, maybe it will make you heal faster."

This voice made Tian Lang suddenly look up and find that at some point, Yang Yi came to the bedside and was looking at him. When he touched Yang Yi's gaze, he found that Yang Yi's expression was very calm, without any contempt or showing off his power.
Chapter completed!