After getting off the plane, Xuan Qi walked out of the VIP passage. Li Keer, who had been waiting for the VIP room for a long time, drove an extended Bentley, and the soft little secretary was also going to play the driver. Driving such a big car was really eye-catching.

Xuan Qi sat in the passenger seat, picked up the diary above, and all the important things appeared in front of Xuan Qi. Suddenly, he saw one, and Xuan Qi frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is Liang Zimo injured?"

"Yes," Li Keer skillfully drove the car out of the VIP channel, and said to Xuan Qi: "Liang Zimo called you the day before yesterday, but unfortunately you are not in the capital and you cannot contact you. He competes the day after tomorrow..."

"Go to the hospital." Xuan Qi closed the notebook. Even if there was something big, he was not as big as a brother. The Bentley car was parked at the entrance of the hospital. Xuan Qi saw Liang Zimo, who was shaped with plaster in the small garden inside the hospital wall, and Xiaowei was standing beside him.

"How could this happen?" Xuan Qi stood in front of Liang Zimo, looking up and down at Liang Zimo's luck. The very thin disaster energy dissipated little by little with the patients on his legs. Xuan Qi carefully calculated and found that this was an inevitable accident over time.

"Xuanzi" Liang Zimo waved to Xuan Qi excitedly: "It's considered that you are here to look forward to it. Let me see it quickly. I have a game the day after tomorrow. Now I'm injured. If I can't heal, the more than half a year of hard work will be in vain."

As the year goes farther, China is back to bustle, and various competitions continue to be carried out. Liang Zimo, who studies sports, also participated in the qualifiers and achieved very good results. Sports teachers expressed their expectations for Liang Zimo, waiting to get a good ranking in the competition two days later, and then won gold and silver in this year's college sports meet. Who knew that all of his injuries were ruined.

"Is the Achilles tendon torn?" Xuan Qi looked at Liang Zimo's wound about it: "How did you hurt? What did the doctor say?"

"It's just a torn Achilles tendon." Liang Zimo's face showed anger with a flash of meaning: "I trained the day before yesterday and ran a 110-meter hurdle. When I was in the seventh hurdle, my feet became weak, and then I fell to the ground. The doctor said that it would take about six months to recover." After that, he became excited: "I have sweated so much just to go to the Universiade competition. I don't want to lie on the hospital bed..."

Xiaowei also looked at Xuan Qi from the side, her eyes full of prayers, praying that this person who has repeatedly created miracles could reappear the magic.

Xuan Qi smiled on the corner of his mouth and comforted Liang Zimo and said, "Isn't it just a tear of the Achilles tendon? It's a small matter in my hands." He raised his voice: "What you need to reflect on now is normal training, why are your feet weak?"

After Xuan Qi's question was exposed, he immediately made Xiaowei and Liang Zimo blush. Why did he get weak feet? Is this clear? After a lot of hardships, he finally broke through the last level of relationship. Liang Zimo relied on his youth and strength, so he naturally worked hard for half a night. He never had any broken ground, only exhausted cows. He was weak during training the next day.

Xuan Qi ignored the two blushing and deliberately patted Liang Zimo on the shoulder and said, "Young is a good thing, you must be strong and strong, but everything must be of a degree and cannot be too much..."

These words made Liang Zimo blush. Xiaowei shyly lowered her head and didn't even say hello to Xuanqi. She ran away shyly. Liang Zimo begged Xuanqi: "My good brother, don't say that. I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will definitely be restrained in the future. You can give me a high hand and help me treat it.

Xuan Qi pointed his head: "It is a good thing for young people to know how to control themselves." As he said that, the true qi in his body condensed into a qi needle, and then asked Liang Zimo casually: "There is a competition for the day after tomorrow?" The qi needle pierced into the acupuncture point on Liang Zimo's thigh.

"It's the Universiade Trials. As long as I can run into the top three, I can go to the Universiade to compete with foreign players." Liang Zimo said, his eyes lit up: "Now there is a man named Xiang, who also runs 110 meters hurdles. I really want to compete with him at the Universiade." Liang Zimo said, and felt the numbness and itchiness on the entire Achilles tendon, and the painful muscles were growing rapidly.

"The Xiang of the National Track and Field Team?" Xuan Qi was surprised. He was familiar with this person. Later generations had mixed reviews of this person. He had praised him like a flower for four years. Four years later, he really scolded him, and some even arranged jokes to criticize him, scold him, and some wrote couplets for him. The first couplet: earned eight years of advertising fees. The second couplet: cheated two Olympic Games. Horizontal draft: Goodbye to Paralympics.

This shows how deep love is and how deep it is to blame. It suddenly becomes something that is pointed, and suddenly it becomes a lump. No one can stand it, so he must scold.

Another needle pierced into Liang Zimo's Achilles tendon. When Xuan Qi saw that there were already Qi needles inserted in the surrounding acupuncture points, he began to promote cell reproduction and then accelerate the recovery of the wound. With Xuan Qi's continuous rotation of Qi needle, the Achilles tendon began to grow continuously, and it grew faster and faster.

After waiting for the blood and qi to form a cycle, Xuan Qi asked Liang Zimo casually: "How long will it take for you to run down a 110-meter hurdle?"

"The best result is 14 seconds and 1, and the average result is about 14 seconds and 95 seconds. Sometimes it will run to 14 seconds." Liang Zimo shrugged indifferently: "As the Universiade trials, as long as you can run into 15 seconds, it is the strength of the Three A. It seems that the current record of the Universiade is 14 seconds and 5 seconds."

Since the gathering of young people from all over the world in Turin in 1959, the Universiade Games has gone through more than half a century. In this grand event gathered in the name of youth, the legendary mark left by young Chinese athletes. On August 28, 2001, this year, in the men's 110-meter hurdle final held at the 21st Universiade Games in the capital, Chinese athlete Xiang won the championship with a time of 13 seconds and 33 seconds, and then made his mark and wrote his legend.

According to the historical trajectory, Liang Zimo will fight with Xiang head-on to have a peak duel. The best result is 14 seconds and 1st. The difference between Xiang's results is too far. Can you pass?

When Xuan Qi thought about it, he said carefully: "I heard that Xiang once had a good result of thirteen seconds and three seconds in training. Your thirteen seconds and sixteen seconds is too inferior."

Liang Zimo's face showed a dark red color: "If I run along the wind, I can run for thirteen seconds and three seconds. The key is that the results of such weather cannot be counted." Liang Zimo also felt the pressure like a mountain: "When the time comes, the coach said I still have potential to dig. If I don't get hurt, after half a year of devil training, I might be able to run for thirteen seconds." After that, he sighed again.

Liang Zimo, who is tall and big, is indeed a sports material, especially his long legs covered with muscles. Xuan Qi couldn't help but use the Qi-study technique to start observing the luck on Liang Zimo's head. He saw a hint of clue. The Huaguang, which represents talent on Liang Zimo's head, was split into two, and was making a choice to move left or right. Rise or sinking depends on Liang Zimo's belief.

There are always countless reshuffles in life and countless intersections. Xuan Qi remembered Liang Zimo in his previous life, his best friend, after his father's business declined, he started working everywhere. His strong body was so tired that he was hunchbacked. He was in his thirties but he was a premature old man. Everything has been changed in this life. His father's business is getting bigger and bigger, and he has also been admitted to Beijing Sports...

A trace of madness rose in Xuan Qi's heart. Since this life was reversed and could be changed, why not go on the right path anymore? Since Liang Zimo has such talent, so what if he helps him? Today I will get involved in this cause and effect.

Xuan Qi, who had a smooth thought, made a move like lightning, and four qi needles stabbed Liang Zimo's legs, so he simply fulfilled him. Xuan Qi took out the raw slurry of Wangyou Lu from the Yanbo Cave Heaven, mixed it with a drop in pure water, and let Liang Zimo drink it. After Liang Zimo drinks Wangyou Lu, Xuan Qi began to treat Liang Zimo's legs.

The organs in each person's body are full of activity. If this planet is not polluted, if humans do not have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, then their physical functions and lifespan will be extended. However, when living in the world, people must have seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and companionship with filth. Therefore, the body is restrained to a certain extent, and their functions can only be exerted in three or four out of ten.

What Xuan Qi has to do now is to help Liang Zimo comb his body functions, eliminate old diseases and hidden dangers, and let his body evaporate to the best state in the short term. This will naturally perform well and achieve amazing results at the same time.

Holding Liang Zimo's knees in both hands, the true energy gushed into Liang Zimo's body. Liang Zimo, who was influenced by Wangyou, had already wandered around the sky and did not know that Xuan Qi was infusing true energy into his body.

After one cycle of Qi, Liang Zimo's old diseases were eliminated, and he earned another cycle of Qi, and his body began to show signs of youth. When a person was born in the world, before eating grains and grains, he had a stream of innate true energy in his body. As he grew older and grew bigger, he ate more and more, and the innate true energy in his body dissipated.

Xuan Qi now helps Liang Zimo condense his innate true energy. As his luck becomes faster and faster, a fascinating red blush appeared on Liang Zimo's face. After the true energy turns three more cycles, Xuan Qi withdraws his power and stands. Now there is only a small amount of innate true energy as thick as a hair in Liang Zimo's body. Although only this little bit is enough to increase his body's function by 30%. The hurdles are improved by at least one second, and when Liang Zimo gets familiar with his new body, his performance can continue to improve.

The old man sighed and said, "What a pity, he broke the original Yang body, otherwise his body's function would continue to improve." As he said, "In the future, let him drink a bottle of Forget-Wu Yu Lu every day to keep the innate true energy in his body from dissipating, and eat less junk food. I think he should be the fastest young man in the world."

Hearing the old man say this, Xuan Qi is particularly looking forward to the Universiade trials in two days. If Liang Zimo defeated Xiang with a greater advantage, I wonder if Xiang's expression would be like Yituo Xiang.
Chapter completed!