Lin Po was cured by Wang Fan by touching his head, and now that he thinks about it, it turns out that this touching his head is a massage treatment.

"Oh, in that case, this wrist strength really has to be compared!"

Song Yuanxiu glanced at Lin Po, and he also knew that Lin Po was cured by Wang Fan.

Seeing that Lin Po and Song Yuanxiu both agreed, Lu Lou couldn't help frowning slightly: "Since that's the case, then I'll compare with you, but the ugly words are ahead, my strength has now reached the peak of a first-level martial artist, and my wrist strength is far beyond anyone can imagine, boy, don't let me accidentally break your wrist!"

Wang Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the aura number beating above Lu Lou's head: "You are a first-level peak martial artist, so ...... You put two hands on it. ”

Lu Lou was stunned, two hands?

Then, a feeling of humiliation came to my mind, I am a first-level peak martial artist, you dare to let me use two hands?

Lin Po and Song Yuanxiu looked at each other even more, is Wang Fan crazy?

For a while, Lin Po couldn't help but speak: "Little brother Wang Fan, I know that you have excellent medical skills, but Daochang Lu has also been famous for a long time and has extraordinary strength, you must not be careless!"

Song Yuanxiu couldn't help but nod in agreement: "That's right!"

Wang Fan smiled slightly, didn't explain much at all, sat directly at the table, and raised his right hand.

Lu Lou's eyelids jumped wildly: "Good boy, if I don't teach you a lesson today, will you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick in the future?"

When Wang Fan heard this, he simply put away his right hand and put up his left hand.

Lu Lou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry: "You, you, you wait!"

As he spoke, he sat down opposite Wang Fan suddenly, holding Wang Fan's left hand tightly with both hands.

"Let's get started. Wang Fan said lightly.

"Okay!" Lu Lou directly used fifty percent of his strength.

But Wang Fan's left hand did not move.

"Huh?" Lu Lou's heart jumped, and he simply used eighty percent of his strength.

But what disappointed him was that Wang Fan's left hand still didn't move.

"Boy, you force me!" Lu Lou snorted, and simply used twelve points of strength, and even leaned his whole body to the side, Wang Fan was still as steady as Mount Tai.

In the next second, Wang Fan suddenly smiled and began to exert his strength, and suddenly, Lu Lou's hands involuntarily fell towards the table.

Boom!

The moment Lu Lou's arm touched the tabletop, his whole body was relieved, and his expression became sluggish: "Impossible... Impossible!"

Song Yuanxiu and Lin Po grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in unison: "Little brother Wang Fan, what realm are you?"

Wang Fan blinked: "Third-level martial artist..."

Hiss!

Lin Po couldn't help but gasp: "You are so young, you actually have the same cultivation as me!"

Wang Fan looked at his aura and found that his aura had increased to 921015000 after entering the barracks.

So he added: "The middle stage of the third-level martial artist." ”

Lin Po suddenly felt that his old face was hot for a while, the same fart, he was in the middle stage of a third-level martial artist, and he was obviously more accomplished in medical skills, and the realm was just incidental, which made him feel that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves were shot dead on the beach!

But the most uncomfortable thing was Lu Lou on the side, he stared at Wang Fan hatefully: "You are playing tricks, if your realm is not higher than mine, you will definitely not win me." ”

Wang Fan's eyes widened: "But I only used the power of a first-level peak martial artist just now." ”

"What?" Lu Lou froze.

Wang Fan raised his hand and pressed it lightly on the table, and with a soft bang, the entire table collapsed directly: "This is the power of a mid-level martial artist." ”

Lu Lou looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Wang Fan actually only used the power of the same realm as him, so why wasn't he an opponent?

How did he know that Wang Fan was a Kunpeng, and his strength far exceeded that of opponents of the same level.

Of course, it's just strength, Wang Fan is still not good at fighting, so if he fights, he's probably not the opponent of a real martial artist like Lin Po!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze.

But at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a thin girl in a white dress appeared at the door: "Grandpa......"

Song Yuanxiu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went over: "Zhishu, why are you here?"

This girl is Song Yuanxiu's granddaughter, Song Zhishu.

Seeing the person coming, Wang Fan raised his eyebrows, the aura number on the top of Song Zhishu's head was less than 60, I am afraid that he would be able to fall down if the wind blows, it seems that Song Yuanxiu wants him to cure is his granddaughter Song Zhishu.

What's even more strange is that after he fixed his eyes, he couldn't see any evil qi on Song Zhishu's body, I am afraid it is not an ordinary disease.

"Two!" Song Yuanxiu led Song Zhishu to the middle of Wang Fan and Lu Lou, and said, "Because of some mistakes, the two of them feel unhappy, I, Song Yuanxiu, apologize here!"

After speaking, Song Yuanxiu bowed deeply, and only got up after ten seconds, and then he continued: "Since the two of you are here today, I don't have to compare, let's take a look at my granddaughter Zhishu's illness together, if anyone can cure it, I, Song Yuanxiu, will be rewarded as a cow and a horse!"

"Okay, I'll take a look!" Lu Lou didn't want to compare with Wang Fan for a long time, it hurt his self-esteem too much.

Then he walked over to investigate for a while before frowning and said, "I can feel a cold breath in her heart. ”

"Is there a way to cure it?" Song Yuanxiu's eyes lit up, Lu Lou was right, Song Zhishu's physique was extremely weird, from the age of ten to the current eight years, every month on the night of the full moon, a cold air would erupt in the body.

If it weren't for Song Yuanxiu's daily cultivation and various precious medicinal materials, I'm afraid Song Zhishu would have died a long time ago.

But even so, Song Yuanxiu also felt that the cold in Song Zhishu's body was getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation couldn't be suppressed, so he began to look for famous doctors to treat him, but the effect was very bad, everyone could see that Song Zhishu had something wrong with his heart, but he couldn't treat it.

Sure enough, Lu Lou also shook his head when he saw this: "I haven't seen this kind of disease before, and I haven't seen similar records from anywhere, I'm not sure if it can be cured." ”

"Yes? That's exactly what happened. Song Yuanxiu's eyes darkened, and the whole person seemed to age ten years in an instant.

Song Zhishu stepped forward and said softly: "Grandpa doesn't have to worry about Zhishu, Zhishu will be fine." ”

Song Yuanxiu smiled bitterly and shook his head, his children were all gone in the First World War many years ago, leaving him and his granddaughter to rely on each other.

If the white-haired person sends the black-haired person again, Song Yuanxiu really doesn't know what it means to live in the world.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "I'll try." ”

Hearing this voice, Song Yuanxiu, who had already lost to the extreme, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on Wang Fan.

Lin Po couldn't help but say, "Little brother Wang Fan is sure?"

Lu Lou's face sank: "You?"

Wang Fan ignored everyone's faces, but directly raised his foot and walked in front of Song Zhishu, raised his hand, and then fell on the other party's shoulder.

"Little brother Wang Fan, be careful, my granddaughter is extremely weak, and I can't bear it if I think cultivation is warm. Song Yuanxiu couldn't help but let out a worried exclamation.

Wang Fan smiled: "That's you." ”

After speaking, he directly poured forty points of spiritual energy into Song Zhishu's body.

In an instant, the aura number above Song Zhishu's head directly changed from sixty to one hundred.

In the eyes of others, Song Zhishu's pale and moon-like complexion slowly surged with a touch of blood, and the whole person seemed to become radiant at this moment.

Song Zhishu also said softly at this moment: "Grandpa... I feel like I'm getting better. ”

"Really!" Song Yuanxiu strode up, grabbed Song Zhishu's wrist with one hand, and became a doctor after a long illness, although Song Yuanxiu is not very strong in medical skills, but he can still judge a person's situation.

At this moment, he almost couldn't feel any weakness in his granddaughter's pulse, and he was no different from a normal person!

"Okay! really good!" Song Yuanxiu's face swelled with excitement: "Little Brother Wang Fan is worthy of being a miracle doctor, and he really deserves his reputation, you say, Little Brother Wang Fan, whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I will never give up!"

Song Yuanxiu on the side was excited, but Lu Lou was silent, he couldn't even diagnose it, but Wang Fan cured the person lightly, how big the gap is, you can imagine!

"I actually lost to such a kid?" Lu Lou stared at Wang Fan deadly, the cold light in his eyes flickering non-stop.

And at this time, when Wang Fan, who was about to be modest, opened his mouth, he saw the number of aura above Song Zhishu's head, which suddenly decreased a little.

Suddenly, his heart sank, and sure enough, Song Zhishu's body was by no means cured by simply infusing aura......