The strongest bragging system in history

Chapter 127
Fang Wen slept until dawn.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the system prompt: "Congratulations to the host for being promoted to a braggart..."

Braggart?

What the hell does this mean? Emotional bragging and rank?

Fang Wen looked puzzled, this early in the morning, before he woke up, the system started messing around.

"Haha, finally repaired a little bit, it's a good thing to be able to improve the rank!" The system said triumphantly.

"What's so good?" Fang Wen wondered, he didn't feel so good, there were still so many things in the system mall, and the points hadn't changed, anyway, he couldn't afford it anyway.

"With the level of a bragging master, the points you get every time you brag are doubled!" The system said: "Is this benefit big enough?"

Sure enough, it's big enough!

Fang Wen was secretly delighted. He used to brag that a person could only contribute 20 points at a time, but now he can contribute 40 points. After that, it will not be much faster for my buddies to improve their level.

Sure enough, bragging is eternal!
After chatting with the system, I heard my father outside shouting: "Fang Wen, are you up yet, hurry up and eat!"

Fang Wen said loudly: "Get up!"

Fang Wen got up, got dressed, went out to wash his face and brush his teeth.

On the table are porridge, buns, and a plate of bacon.

Eating breakfast at home is very simple.

Fang Wen picked up the white porridge and drank a couple of sips. He felt that it was extremely sweet. After all, it feels better at home.

Fang Waitian looked at it and said with a smile: "Slow down, it's not a good thing!"

Fang Wen laughed "hehe" and said, "I just like this one at our house!"

Fang Waitian smiled and said, "How did you do in the college entrance examination?"

Fang Waitian is introverted, not very talkative, and he rarely asks about Fang Wen's affairs, but the college entrance examination is a major event in life after all, if you don't even ask about this, it would be too incompetent.

Fang Wen was silent for a while and said, "I didn't take the exam!"

Fang Waitian blew lightly on the porridge in the bowl and said, "Why?"

He knew that his son must have his own reasons for not taking the exam. Fang Wen is definitely not a fool.

Fang Wen pondered for a while and said: "Dad, why don't we move to Anping City? Recently, I met a strange old man who taught me medical skills. He cured a rich man there and he gave me a lot of money. The money is enough for us to spend our whole life!"

"Old man?" Fang Waitian put down the bowl, frowned slightly and said, "What kind of old man?"

"White beard, white eyebrows, but his face is always gloomy, his skin is very dark..." Fang Tian said nonsense.

Fang Waitian nodded. In his memory, there is no such a master of medicine in the martial arts, but there are many strange people in the martial arts, so it is not surprising that he does not know him.

However, he was thinking about whether the other party had any intentions. After all, he was Fang Waitian's son. If he was in his hands, it would be much easier to deal with him.

Seeing that his father fell silent, Fang Wen said: "After dinner, I'll show you your leg, maybe it can be cured!"

Fang Waitian was thinking about the old man, but when he heard what Fang Wen said, he couldn't help but smile.

The palm force of "Guiyuan Palm" is soft and fierce, and once penetrated into the body, it will not dissipate for many years, entrenched in the body like maggots on the tarsus, and it will be deeply sinned in this life.

With his current state, he can only be suppressed, and he can't get rid of it in the past 18 years.

My son's medical skills are superb, but he can't do anything.

But this is Fang Tian's filial piety, let him see what is the matter.

Another point that makes Fang Waitian feel relieved is that after all, his son has grown up and can already take care of himself.

Although I don't know who the old man who taught him medical skills is and what purpose he has for him, but after all, my son has a skill by himself, and judging from the meaning of his words, it seems that he has learned it very well.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have treated the rich man's disease, and even cured others. It seems that this kid is not short of money.

I can't spend my whole life daring to say such things!
The father and son finished their breakfast.

Fang Waitian moved the deck chair outside to the grape arbor and lay down on it.

Fang Wen took a small bench and sat beside him.

"Dad, my treatment method is different from others, you have to trust me!" Fang Wen said.

"Nonsense, even my son can't believe you, who else should I trust?" Fang Waitian raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's get started!"

Fang Wen nodded.

After taking a deep breath, he put his fingers on Fang Waitian's right leg, and a stream of medical Qi slowly injected into Fang Waitian's calf.

Fangwaitian was originally closing his eyes to rest his mind, and planned to ignore him and see how his son was doing.

You must know that medical skills are not achieved overnight, and it takes a long time to accumulate to become a good doctor.

But at the moment when the medical qi was injected into his calf, Fang Waitian's eyes opened suddenly, and his eyes were shining brightly.

At this time, Fang Wen was closing his eyes to sense the situation in his legs, and Fang Wai just closed his eyes again.

But the murderous intention has already started in my heart!
The son uses medical qi, and the person who passed on his medical qi must be someone in the martial arts world, and ordinary doctors don't have this skill.

People in the martial arts world cherish their own brooms, how can they be so kind-hearted, and pass on medical qi to others at will.

Speaking of Fang Wen is not a genius who studied medicine, this person probably has other plans.

It seems that I have to take some time to go to Anping City to see what the old man is up to.

Fang Waitian looked the same on the outside, but he had already made plans in his heart. He went to Anping to observe first, and if he found any abnormalities, he would kill the other party immediately to avoid future troubles.

Back then he was the enemy of all major sects in the martial arts, killing and injuring quite a few people.

For 18 years, she kept her name incognito for the sake of her son, but the blood in her chest never calmed down.

Fang Wen is his lifeblood, whoever dares to make plans on his son will die.

Fang Wenna knew that he was talking nonsense, but it made Fang Waitian's murderous heart arouse.

At this time, he was concentrating on investigating the situation in his father's legs, and his brows gradually frowned.

The condition of his father's right leg was far more serious than he had imagined. It seemed that he had suffered some kind of injury. The meridians in the leg were crooked, and many places were broken and withered.

Moreover, there is always an inexplicable energy entrenched on these meridians, constantly biting the meridians and blood energy.

When he continued to move inward, his zhenqi suddenly shook, and a powerful force suddenly came out, dispersing all his medical zhenqi.

His arm jerked too, bouncing off his father's leg.

He opened his eyes and looked at his father in surprise.

Fang Waitian's expression remained unchanged and he said, "How?"

"It's so strange!" Fang Wen said with a blank face: "There is a strange energy in your leg, which swallowed up my medical energy!"

Fang Waitian slowly put down his trousers and said: "Old injury, it doesn't matter if it doesn't heal, so many years have passed, and what's more, that medical qi is not a cure for all diseases!"

Fang Wen frowned and thought hard.

"Energy detection on..."

He really wanted to figure out what that power was.

At this moment, a voice suddenly shouted from outside the yard: "Cripple Fang, are you at home?

(End of this chapter)