City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Lu Shengguo was in a daze, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes. I feel full of power now, as if I'm back in the prime of life... Is there anything wrong with this?"

Fang Bai said: "The physical function of the elderly declines greatly. Practicing this type of boxing is equivalent to overdrawing their lives. Although it makes people feel extremely excited in a short time, after a long time, there will be sequelae. I can't sleep. It's just a small problem..."

Yang Hu's face was ugly, his brows raised several times, he wanted to refute Fang Bai, but he couldn't find any reason.

In fact, Yang Hu felt somewhat reasonable after hearing Fang Bai's words.

Yang Hu himself was practicing Wudang Pure Yangquan, but he also practised Tai Chi and other kung fu that is more feminine. Therefore, Lu Shengguo showed signs of energetic energy when he was practicing, and it didn’t happen to him, at most it just made him feel energetic. .

After carefully pondering over the words of Bai Bai, Yang Hu felt more and more that he had taken Old Man Lu by the side.

Thinking of this, Yang Hu couldn't help but feel slightly hot and ashamed.

Lu Shengguo looked at Yang Hu's face and seemed to understand something. He didn't get angry, and waved his hand: "Don't talk about this. Doctor Fang, Yang Hu, you two will discuss martial arts, let us open our eyes."

Although Yang Hu is not the top guard among the guards around Lu Shengguo, it is also top-notch. Only when Fang Bai defeats him will Lu Shengguo learn boxing with him at ease.

If Fang Bai's strength is not good, then his boxing skills must not be good, and Lu Shengguo doesn't bother to learn it.

"Doctor Fang, please enlighten me."

Yang Hu took the initiative to walk to the center of the yard, hugged Fang Bai, and made an inviting gesture.

Fang Bai sighed, walked to the opposite of Yang Hu reluctantly, and said lazily, "Come on."

He didn't take any defensive position, and just stood there casually, waiting for Yang Hu to attack.

Yang Hu fixed his eyes on Fang Bai and clenched his fists. Knowing that Fang Bai was a strong enemy, he was not in a hurry to attack, stepping on a footwork, and circled Fang Bai.

His feet were getting faster and faster, and his figure gradually became unclear. Lu Shengguo was a little impatient and dizzy. He shouted: "Yang Hu, what are you doing in circles? You are attacking!"

Yang Hu circled Fang Bai more than a dozen times. He felt that Fang Bai was full of flaws, but he didn't seem to have any flaws. He was hesitating when he heard Lu Shengguo's voice, knowing that the old man was impatient, and he suddenly felt jump.

what--

Yang Hu roared and slid forward, hitting Fang Bai's chest with his right fist.

There is no fancy in his punch, it is straight and straight, simple can not be simpler, but the momentum is amazing.

The few fallen leaves on the ground in the small courtyard were picked up by his fist wind, and along with his figure, shot towards Fang Bai.

When passing through the air, a few small leaves made a slight whistle tearing the air, like a powerful hidden weapon.

One of the leaves brushed Fang Bai's side, and a soft "poof" sounded deeply into the locust tree behind Fang Bai, and the entire leaf fell into the tree.

If it is an ordinary person's body, just this leaf can kill him.

It's a pity that Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie are all mortals with naked eyes. They only saw the leaves flying around by Yang Hu's fist and wind. They didn't know the thrills.

Even Tang Wenrou, a quasi-warrior, didn't find the leaves nailed into the tree, but knew that those leaves were not just flying around.

The distance between Yang Hu and Fang Bai was only less than two feet away. This distance was not considered a distance to the martial artist. Yang Hu just shook his body and stood in front of Fang Bai.

Those few leaves, of course, could not hurt Fang Bai, they all flew out from both sides of Fang Bai’s body.

Compared with leaves, Yang Hu's fists are undoubtedly more powerful and threatening.

Yang Hu's punch was straight and swift, as fast as thunder, faster than lightning, and contained the true power of a Xuan-level martial artist.

When others see this punch, they may only be able to see that it is fast, ruthless, and accurate, but only the warrior who is enveloped by the power of this punch can realize the danger and horror, as if watching a piece weighing a thousand kilos. Zhong Chu bumped into him.

Yang Hu is a Xuan-level martial artist, and he has reached the state where he can send and receive freely. Considering that Fang Bai is a guest of Mr. Lu's house, Yang Hu decided to withdraw his moves as soon as he found that Fang Bai could not avoid or defend himself from attacks. .

When his fist was one foot away from Fang Bai's chest, Fang Bai's body was slightly slanted, and he escaped Yang Hu's straight fist.

Yang Hu slid Fang Bai's chest with a full punch and fell into the empty space. He was surprised to see Fang Bai hiding easily, knowing that he still underestimated this opponent.

Although he was not disturbed, the forefoot of his feet stomped on the ground forcefully, and his body swept back one foot with the force, and then put his arms in front of his chest and took a defensive posture to prevent Fang Bai from taking advantage of the attack.

"You are worried about hurting me. Father Lu doesn't look good, so he dare not use his full strength? Come on, let go of your hands and feet to attack me. If your fists and feet can touch my body, even if I lose! If you hurt me, I won't let Old Man Lu blame you!"

Fang Bai looked at Yang Hu with a solemn expression and said with a smile.

Yang Hu glanced at Lu Shengguo and seemed to be asking for his opinion.

Lu Shengguo also had some eyesight. He saw that Yang Hu didn't want to win Fang Bai so easily. He frowned and said, "Doctor Fang, you have no eyes, you are really not afraid of being hurt?"

Fang Bai smiled proudly: "Master, you shouldn't be worried about me, but your guard squad leader!"

Lu Shengguo "haha" laughed and said, "You are all martial artists, and you will get better soon if you get a slight injury. As long as you don't kill your life and don't hit the other side badly. Yang Hu, let go of your hands and feet!"

Yang Hu got the order and roared up to the sky, his entire popularity surged.

"He really hid his strength!"

Tang Wenrou sensed the greater pressure from Yang Hu and had to take another two steps back.

She is a quasi-martialer and has a better endurance. When she went to see Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie, they retreated farther and were already standing in the room on the south side.

Yang Hu was like a mad tiger, with all his breath coming out, and he walked towards Fang Bai step by step. With his advancing footsteps, Yang Hu also pressed against Fang Bai with a powerful breath of warrior.

Yang Hu is a Taoist disciple. Although Taoist martial arts pays attention to four or two sets of gold, and is good at softness, Yang Hu is good at Taoist martial arts that are more masculine, such as Wudang Pure Yangquan, Guangming Shenquan and so on.

Every time he steps out, the ground in the small courtyard will vibrate slightly, and where the soles of the feet land, the ground paved with blue bricks will show visible moiré patterns.

Elder Lu sighed, thinking that after this battle, the ground in his small courtyard might have to be renovated.