Chapter 140

Lu Shengguo froze for a while, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes. I feel full of strength now, as if I was back in my prime... Is there anything wrong with this?"

Fang Baidao: "The physical function of the elderly has been greatly reduced. Practicing this kind of boxing is equivalent to overdrawing life. Although people feel extremely excited in a short time, after a long time, there will be sequelae. Can't sleep, Just a little bug..."

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, after listening to Fang Bai's words, Yang Hu also felt that there was some truth.

While Yang Hu is practicing Wudang Chunyang Boxing, he will also practice Taijiquan and other feminine martial arts, so Lu Shengguo's mental hyperactivity has never happened to him, at most it just makes him feel full of energy. .

After thinking about Fang Bai's words carefully, Yang Hu felt more and more that he had led Old Man Lu astray.

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

Lu Shengguo looked at Yang Hu's face and seemed to understand something. He was not angry, and waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this. Doctor Fang, Yang Hu, you two will learn about martial arts, let's open our eyes."

Although Yang Hu's strength is not the best among the guards around Lu Shengguo, he is still first-class. If Fang Bai defeated him, Lu Shengguo would learn boxing with him at ease.

If Fang Bai's strength is not very good, then his boxing skills must not be very good, Lu Shengguo is too lazy to learn.

"Doctor Fang, please enlighten me."

Yang Hu took the initiative to walk to the center of the yard, clasped his fists towards Fang Bai, and made an inviting gesture.

Fang Bai sighed, walked over to Yang Hu with a reluctant expression, and said lazily, "Come on."

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

Yang Hu's eyes were fixed on Fang Bai, and his fists were clenched tightly. He knew that Fang Bai was a strong enemy, and he was not in a hurry to attack. He followed a footwork and circled around Fang Bai.

The speed under his feet was getting faster and faster, and his figure gradually became less clear. Lu Shengguo was a little impatient and a little dizzy, and shouted: "Yang Hu, what are you doing in circles? You are attacking!"

Yang Hu circled Fang Bai a dozen times and 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 shout and knew that the old man was impatient. Jump.

what--

Yang Hu roared, his footsteps slipped forward, and his right fist hit Fang Bai's chest.

There was nothing fancy about his punch, it was straight and straight, it couldn't be simpler, but the momentum was amazing.

A few fallen leaves on the ground in the small courtyard were carried up by his fist wind, and together with his figure, they shot towards Fang Bai.

When the small leaves slid across the air, they made a slight whistle that ripped through the air, like a powerful hidden weapon.

One of the leaves brushed past Fang Bai's side, and with a soft sound of "pop", it was deeply nailed to the locust tree behind Fang Bai, and the entire leaf did not enter the tree.

If it is the body of an ordinary person, just this leaf can kill him.

It's a pity that Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie were all mortals with the naked eye. They only saw the leaves flying wildly by Yang Hu's fists, and they didn't know the thrill of it at all.

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

The distance between Yang Hu and Fang Bai is only less than two feet away. This distance is not considered a distance for a warrior at all. Yang Hu's body just swayed and he was already standing in front of Fang Bai.

Those few leaves, of course, couldn't hurt Fang Bai, and 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 is straight and fast, as fast as thunder, faster than lightning, and it contains the power of the true essence of a Xuan-level martial artist.

When others see this punch, they may only see that it is fast, ruthless, and accurate, but only the martial artist who is enveloped by the punching power of this punch can realize the danger and terrifyingness of it. Zhong Chu bumped into him head-on.

Yang Hu is a Xuan-level martial artist, and his shot has reached the realm of sending and receiving freely. Considering that Fang Bai is a guest of Mr. Lu's house, Yang Hu decides to withdraw his strength as soon as he finds that Fang Bai can't dodge or defend against his own attack. .

When the fist was still a foot away from Fang Bai's chest, Fang Bai's body was slightly tilted to the side, avoiding Yang Hu's straight punch.

Yang Hu's punch full of power slid across Fang Bai's chest and landed in the air. He couldn't help being surprised. Seeing Fang Bai's ease in hiding, he knew that he still underestimated this opponent.

Although he was not confused, he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, his body swept back a zhang with the help of his strength, and then put his arms in front of his chest, taking a defensive posture to prevent Fang Bai from attacking.

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

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

Yang Hu glanced at Lu Shengguo, as if asking for his opinion.

Lu Shengguo also has some eyesight. Seeing that it is not so easy for Yang Hu to win Fang Bai, he frowned: "Doctor Fang, fists and feet have no eyes, are you really afraid of being hurt?"

Fang Bai smiled proudly and said, "Old man, you shouldn't be worried about me, but your squad leader!"

Lu Shengguo laughed "haha" and said, "You are all warriors, you will get better soon after a slight injury. Just don't take your life or hurt the opponent. Yang Hu, let go of your hands and feet!"

Yang Hu got the order and shouted in the sky, the whole person's momentum soared.

"He really hid his strength!"

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

She is a quasi martial artist and has a stronger tolerance. When she went to see Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie, they retreated farther and were almost standing in the room on the south side.

Yang Hu was like a mad tiger, his aura burst out, and he walked towards Fang Bai step by step. The powerful martial artist's aura, as he moved forward, also pressed towards Fang Bai, and his momentum was overwhelming.

Yang Hu is a Taoist disciple. Although Taoist martial arts pays attention to four taels of gold and is good at being soft, Yang Hu is good at Taoist martial arts that tend to be masculine, such as Wudang Chunyang Boxing, Guangming Shenquan and so on.

Every time he took a step, the ground in the small courtyard would vibrate slightly, and where the soles of his feet landed, the ground paved with blue bricks would appear tortoise patterns visible to the naked eye.

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