I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 19: Fang Tailai, the Thunder Hand!

Li Si stepped forward and examined him, then said expressionlessly, "It's nothing. It's probably because you used too much force when you were doing CPR, which caused your fifth brother's ribs to break and puncture his lung."

"........."

Jiang He felt a little awkward, so he changed the subject: "Fourth Brother, what were you about to say?"

Li Si: "What I want to say is that your Fifth Brother is mentally exhausted, and your emergency method is useless."

"!!!"

Worthy!

Jiang He was speechless for a moment, then complained, "Why didn't you say so sooner, Fourth Brother? If you had said so earlier, Fifth Brother wouldn't have broken his ribs."

"........."

Li Si was dumbfounded.

You're blaming me for this?

Considering that Jiang He's mental state wasn't very good and he still needed medication to control it, Li Si didn't dwell on the issue any further. Instead, he corrected Jiang He, saying, "Sixth Brother, actually, the first aid method you used just now was wrong."

"Perfect timing, Fourth Brother will teach you!"

"As a martial artist, you'll inevitably get injured in the future. Learning first aid can sometimes save your life..."

Li Si first laid the unconscious Wang Mazi down and said, "Take CPR for example, first of all, the patient must be lying in a flat position..."

talking.

He then demonstrated by performing CPR on Wang Mazi.

puff……

He pressed it, and Wang Mazi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Press it once, and you'll spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang He shouted, "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, my Fifth Brother is vomiting blood again..."

"It's nothing, that's the rib you broke before, it's stuck in your lung again."

Li Si said, "Your fifth brother is at the peak of the sixth rank, so this little injury is nothing to him... Watch carefully, learn well, and don't get distracted!"

The second half of the sentence.

Li Si shouted even more fiercely.

That tone of voice gave Jiang He the feeling of being back in elementary school learning a, o (pronounced "oh") and e. He immediately sat up straight and began to observe carefully, secretly marveling to himself—

"Fourth Brother is truly a strict yet dedicated teacher!"

I watched for two minutes.

Jiang He felt he had learned it and asked, "Fourth Brother... how about I try it?"

"Do not……"

At this moment, Wang Mazi slowly woke up, coughing up blood and crying out in anguish, "No!"

The first aid lesson was thus interrupted.

Wang Mazi was taken to a VIP ward on the fourth floor by Li Si for a chat, leaving Jiang He to return to ward 207 dejectedly.

Then came another dull and uneventful day.

Eat on time.

Take your medicine on time.

After lunch, he exercised... By the time he finished his night run and ate fruit, Jiang He had reached nearly 2500 kg.

"Let's go out for a late-night snack later. That will count as half of the goal my third brother set for me: to have the strength of ten thousand jin."

After practicing basic boxing and body movements in the ward for a while, Jiang He then staggered out of the mental hospital.

Arrived at the gate.

They were stopped by security guards.

The security guard was chubby, his security hat was worn askew, and he had a nonchalant attitude. He was chewing bubble gum and shouted sternly, "What are you doing wandering around in the middle of the night? Get back to your ward right now!"

Jiang He recognized the security guard.

The man who helped Feng Shaoyu capture her that day, the wife, claimed to have extremely high agility.

"hehe."

Faced with the security guard's reprimand, Jiang He smiled faintly and said, "I heard you have excellent agility?"

When it comes to movement techniques...

The security guard immediately puffed out his chest and said proudly, "I never thought that my legend would even be heard by the patients in the hospital... That's right, my burst speed has even reached the speed test standard in the three simulated martial arts assessments. My speed in 100 meters can reach up to 24 m/s."

"If my punching power and reaction speed weren't substandard, I might already be a martial artist by now..."

Jiang He sneered: "What's the point of saying all this? Let's have a match!"

He was provoked by a mentally ill person.

Feeling insulted, the security guard immediately retorted, "Trying to outrun me? I'll give you a 20-meter head start."

"it is good!"

Jiang He exerted force with both legs. A full 2490kg of power burst from his legs, cracking the cement floor beneath his feet. Propelled by this force, he "whooshed" out of the mental hospital.

"Fuck!"

"So fast?"

The security guard was taken aback and chased after him out of the hospital gate, only to see Jiang He's figure flash under a streetlamp in the distance before disappearing from sight. He was filled with questions: "A hallucination..."

"This must all be an illusion!"

"How could a mentally ill person run so fast?"

…………

"I wipe..."

"I forgot to change my clothes."

Jiang He ran 1800 meters in one go before he finally realized what was happening.

Jiang He glanced at the patient gown embroidered with "Anning Mental Health Rehabilitation Center" on the chest and gave a wry smile: "Wearing this, people will really think I'm mentally ill!"

But soon.

Then a brilliant idea struck him.

He quickly took off his hospital gown and said smugly, "Now that I'm shirtless... no one will be able to tell."

I silently gave myself a thumbs up for my intelligence.

Jiang He strode towards the night market street.

The Western Xia was located in the northwest.

The weather was still very hot at the end of August.

It's not uncommon to see several grown men gathered around a small stall in the night market, shirtless, drinking and playing drinking games.

Jiang He found an empty seat, ordered several skewers of pork kidneys, several skewers of chicken wings, 30 skewers of lamb, a grilled fish, and five bottles of ice-cold beer.

He's at the table next to me.

There are three girls.

As soon as Jiang He sat down, the three girls started pointing and gesturing at the area, with one of them even taking out her phone to take pictures.

As his physical strength increased, Jiang He noticed that his hearing was becoming more and more sensitive.

He vaguely heard comments like "So handsome," "Great body," and "I want to touch it."

Finally, emboldened by the alcohol, a girl approached Jiang He and winked at him, saying, "Handsome, can I sit here?"

Jiang He glanced at the barbecue that had just been served on his table, then at the voluptuous woman, and snapped, "Get out..."

Oh shit!

They're trying to take advantage of me?

You came over as soon as my barbecue arrived, are you trying to mooch some of my barbecue?
The girl was stunned for several seconds.

Then he cursed "mentally ill" and turned to leave.

At this time.

A voice came from behind Jianghe.

"Bro...isn't it a bit ungentlemanly to treat a beautiful woman like this?"

The river turns back.

But then he saw two men sitting at the table behind him.

The two men were in their early twenties, and the table was covered with barbecue and beer... In addition, there was a knife and a sword.

Carrying swords and knives on the street, one must be a martial artist.

It is against the "Public Security Law" for ordinary people to carry knives and weapons on the street.

Jiang He ignored the two people and turned to eat the late-night snack on the table... After he finished eating, he had to go back to his ward to rest early.

The man didn't use his martial arts background to be aggressive. He had only spoken up to impress the three girls. He immediately changed his tone, looked at the three beauties, and smiled, "Ladies, we are disciples of the Benlei Martial Arts School. Would you be so kind as to introduce ourselves?"

"Benlei Martial Arts School?"

A girl looked surprised and asked, "Is it the Thunder Martial Arts School that produced a grandmaster a while ago?"

The man said smugly, "In our Wucheng, it seems that only our martial arts school dares to call itself 'Benlei Martial Arts School'... The grandmaster you mentioned is our school master, the renowned Benlei Hand Fang Tailai, who is famous throughout the Northwest."

"Benlei Martial Arts School!"

Jiang He, who was eating a large piece of kidney, was slightly taken aback.

This name...

Something familiar.

Yun Yanchen seemed to be saying that the Benlei Martial Arts School was very likely to be colluding with the Heavenly Demon Sect.

PS: Thank you so much to the generous donor, Shenyuan Wujin, for the 5000 points!

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