Goo goo goo!
At the moment Lu Pingshan fell to the ground, under the watchful eyes of everyone, they saw his body, already as thin as a stick and nearing his end, begin an astonishing transformation.
His entire body of muscles swelled madly at this moment, while his bones cracked and popped, like an old tree sprouting new shoots, with his body functions clearly advancing towards a peak state.
The sight of this unusual transformation caused a chill in Wu Ye's eyes. The reputation Lu Pingshan had built in Hong Kong back in the day was famous even inland.
If Lu Pingshan could actually regain the strength of his youth, then killing him would become a very difficult task.
After all, this man truly studied under Dong Haichuan, and his mastery of the Eight Trigrams Palm had reached an extraordinary level, something unimaginable today.
"Die for me!" Wu Ye reached out towards Lu Pingshan's back, his five fingers tensed and veins bulging.
