Love beauty is the nature of every girl, although plum chiry scar left in the abdomen, usually not seen by people, but after all, it is a pimple in her heart.

It is like a perfect porcelain, bright outside, but if there is a crack in the inside of the porcelain, the overall beauty is destroyed.

"That scar, I can cure you."He saw that Li Ziqi looked dark, so he said.

"Really?Can you really cure me?”

A word from Zhou Yan made Li Zijiao tremble, and even his voice was raised a little.

Li Ziyu frowned slightly, the last time in the Internet cafe, although she had seen Zhou Yan's medical skills, but her sister's scars have been gone for so long, it is impossible to completely eliminate it.

She did not believe in Zhou Yan's medical skills, but worried that he gave her sister hope, and in case of a bad treatment, her sister would be sad for a while.

“Leave it to me!”He said confidently.

He did not intend to directly use the Emu Genuine to help Li Ziqi treatment, but to prepare a potion to integrate the real gas of Egi into it.

Farewell to the two sisters, Zhou Yan went to the nearby Chinese medicine museum to go around, with a part-time salary not long ago to buy a few flavors of Chinese medicine, and then ... he found that his wallet became very clean again.

“It seems that if you want to live in this world, you can’t have money or not!”

Zhou Yan lamented that he was a doctor, Xianzun, a rare misstep once, and knew that after the last time he helped the summer to cure the disease, he should ask for a diagnosis.

This is also because Zhou Yan has lived in the ancient fairyland for a hundred years, and his ideas have not yet changed, because in that world, the strength is respected, and money has become less important.

The doctor thought he had to find a hard chance.

In front of it is a martial arts museum, black pressure gathered a large number of people, high-level shouting continued, Zhou Yan stepped forward to find out.

"As colleagues in the martial arts world, the purpose of our time is to exchange ideas and promote the prosperity and strength of Chinese martial arts."Right in the middle of the museum, an old man with a white beard said.

He is a snow-white robe, like a fairy duct bone.

"Tai Chimen Fu Lao is right, the ranking of this competition is secondary, the most important thing is to learn from other martial arts genres, to find their own shortcomings."The gossip leader said.

"Since this is a Chinese martial arts exchange competition, what are the people of the taekwondo hall running here?"

This time, he spoke of an old-looking old man, his eyes thorned to a position where the people of Hongtai Taekwondo Hall were.

Du Hongtai, the head of the taekwondo hall, snorted coldly: "Martial arts knows no borders, and the self-construction of the blind will only make the Chinese martial arts fade away, talk about how strong?"

Zhou Yan stood outside the crowd and heard Du Hongtai's words, showing a little strange color on his face.

Du Hongtai is right to say that martial arts knows no borders, no matter which country the taekwondo originates from, it does not prevent us from absorbing the essence of it.

Only by constantly absorbing the strengths of others can we achieve true strength, and things that are immutable will only gradually decay.

"Well, I think the people of the taekwondo hall are not qualified to stand here."The old man protested.

They are the inheritors of ancient martial arts, the idea is very old, in their eyes, their own school will always be the most powerful, other genres are scum.

Although the game is clearly said to be communication, but when the real start, it is estimated that each one will be like a chicken blood, in order to fight for the first fight to break the blood.

"What a stubborn old man."

Zhou Yan sighed and was ready to leave, such a match seemed to him, like a few small dolls at home, completely without looking at the head.

You know that in the ancient fairyland, any one-time contest, dozens of people who do not die are simply embarrassed to take it out.

"Is Chinese martial arts great?I am the first one to be unconvinced!”

At this time, suddenly a middle-aged man with eight words of Hu walked into the martial arts museum and spoke a bad Chinese in his mouth.

“The national?”

The eyes of the people suddenly fell on the body of the eight-character Hu man, and saw that he had swept the people in the martial arts museum with contempt, and continued to say in his terrible Chinese:

"Let me say that only halal yait is the strongest skill in the world, and all of you present are rubbish!"

"Shut up, this Chinese people are too much, is this a blatant provocation?"

"Kill him, let him see the power of Chinese martial arts."

The success of the taro caused the anger of the crowd.

"We don't reject karnaps, but this is Huaxia, not a place where you can sow the field."Doo Hongtai was displeased to rebuke.

Liu Sheng Taro glanced at him with an ironic look: "You, a person who learns taekwondo, also has a face to say such a thing?"

"Although I practice taekwondo, but I Du Hongtai is the Chinese people, we must resolutely defend the dignity of the Chinese nation, no one can trample!" 」

Du Hongtai was full of indignation, so that the inheritors of several martial arts genres looked at him, and even the old-fashioned old man of the shape of the boxing was slightly noding.

They can be in conflict with each other, but when national dignity is provoked, everyone will be wrung into a prison rope and consistent with the outside world.

Taro Yusheng grunted, "Whether you admit it or not, karma is the strongest."

"This man is arrogant, and I have come to teach him."

The old man of the shape of the fist is full of anger, punching out, his fist is brave, strong, step out like a tiger down the mountain, it is the tiger-shaped boxing method in the shape of the fist.

Liu Sheng Taro looked disdainful, made a front bow step, and when the old man of the fist attacked, suddenly jumped up, like a sharp arrow waiting for the hair, and shot out.

Bam!

A sharp front kick fell, obviously can see the shape of the old head of the big change, the two hands hurried into a block, but still a foot kicked back a few steps.

“The rubbish!”Liu Sheng Taro was unrelenting, and he followed closely, defeating the old man with a three-hand hand.

The people in the stadium are all face down, although this Liusheng Taro is arrogant, but the strength is really not to be underestimated.

"I'll meet you."

The gossip hand passed on to the face, drew a circle with the length of the arm as the radius, the footstep was light, and then he only saw that his method changed, and a button to the shoulder of Liu Sheng Taro.

The defense ability of the gossip palm is very strong, but in the end, it is still not the enemy of Liu Sheng Taro's powerful attack, when the gossip palm is defeated, his two arms are red and swollen, painful.