Personal Doctor King

0Her feet were more sensitive than the average person's, and for the first time in her life, this was a small secret only she knew. Her feet were being held by a man.    0

    

From the bottom of her heart, she suddenly felt a strange emotion. A strange numbness came from Yu Jingzhe's hands.    

    

This kind of feeling made Du Linlang a bit embarrassed, a bit conflicted, and at the same time, a bit expectant.    

    

Yu Jingzhe waved his high heels, "What else can I do for you? I'll help you put on your shoes."    

    

He went on with what he was doing, helping her put on her shoes.    

    

Du Linlang's feet were very white, so white that veins could be seen on them. Her feet were also white and rosy, just like a piece of alternating red and white jade sculpted into such a state. It was like a masterpiece of art that had been meticulously polished.    

    

"Then hurry up!" Du Linlang's breathing became more rapid and her face became redder and redder. If she was any slower, she would not have been able to take it anymore.    

    

"Immediately, immediately!" Yu Jingzhe came back to his senses and quickly helped her put on her high heels.    

    

Once Du Linlang was released, she casually put away the water bottle in her hand and hurriedly ran away. Before she left, she said, "I need to go to the washroom …"    

    

Yu Jingzhe looked at her back and felt that it was a bit strange. It seemed that there was something chasing after her in the bright daylight.    

    

"Hey, Teacher Yu, you're here too?" Not far away, a voice filled with pleasant surprise could be heard.    

    

Yu Jingzhe turned around and saw a man excitedly running over with a pair of gloves in his hands. He still remembered that it was Yang Yue, who lost to him not long ago.    

    

"But don't call me teacher, I have no intention of taking you in as my disciple."    

    

Yu Jingzhe did not hesitate to reject him. It was already within Yang Yue's expectations and he did not intend to rely on him. However, the reason why he called him that was because he really respected him.    

    

"I'm free today, so I brought some friends to play with me. Are you coming here often?" Yu Jingzhe glanced at Yang Yue from top to bottom.    

    

Yu Jingzhe didn't have any intention of discriminating against people, but just from Yang Yue's appearance, he was not all rich people. To put it bluntly, he could only be considered well-off, and for a club that had to pay hundreds of thousands of contribution points every month, he probably couldn't afford it.    

    

The only reason he was able to appear here was probably because he liked martial arts. He wanted to find someone to spar with or even spar with.    

    

Yang Yue scratched his head in embarrassment, "Actually, I'm here for a fight."    

    

Yu Jingzhe's expression changed for a moment, "Black Fist?"    

    

Hearing that, Yang Yue's expression became a bit unnatural as he confirmed his answer. There was a lot of money for him to take in this fight.    

    

"Tell me the truth, do you lack money?" Yu Jingzhe's expression was slightly serious as he asked seriously.    

    

Yang Yue's kung fu skills were indeed good for ordinary people, but to be honest, his basic skills were not solid. His punches looked powerful, but to put it bluntly, it was a complete fake move, commonly known as a floral stance.    

    

Black Fist was the most terrifying, most bloody and most desperate fighting style in the world. Because it was not restricted, the rules were very simple from the start. As long as one used all of their skills and defeated the opponent thoroughly and thoroughly.    

    

Yang Yue was only a student and was still young. However, if he met a true expert and was used to practicing black fist techniques, the opponent would not give up until he was beaten half to death.    

    

Last time, even though he only met Yang Yue once, Yu Jingzhe could feel his love for martial arts from the depths of Yang Yue's heart. Although he wasn't strong, he could be considered a good seedling.    

    

Yang Yue's face turned red, pride made him only manage to say that one sentence, "I … Don't misunderstand, it's not because I lack money. "    

    

However, it was clear that Yang Yue's appearance and guilty look betrayed him.    

    

It could be seen that he was a man of the sort who wanted to make a fool of himself and didn't want others to know that he was actually fighting here.    

    

"Although this is not what I intended to do, I can't just ignore your future prospects. As a student, your greatest duty is to study hard. " Yu Jingzhe tried his best to persuade her.    

    

"I... Yes, as well as my combat experience. When my grandfather was still alive, he told me that if I want to become a true expert, I have to train hard, even if I have to improve my combat skills! "    

    

Due to guilt, Yang Yue's voice became especially loud, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to become a master. I wanted to become stronger, so I came over to keep challenging. That is how I can make myself stronger."    

    

Yang Yue's expression gradually turned into one of appraisal, "Teacher Yu, I really want to become an expert."    

    

Yu Jingzhe asked helplessly: "Is it really that important for you to be so determined to become an expert?" I wonder what's going on with the students these days?    

    

"Actually, it's not important to me, it's mainly important to my family. The Yang family's Hacking Fist was once a top tier fist art in the country, although it has declined, I want to revitalize our Yang family's fist art, and let everyone know our Yang family's Hacking Fist."    

    

Yang Yue said sincerely to Yu Jingzhe, "Teacher Yu, can you accept me as your disciple?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe shook his head, "I won't teach others martial arts. Finally, I will give you a word of advice, don't think of the Black Fist as too simple. The Black Fist is not covered by the rules, and the top martial artists cannot be compared with you.    

    

"I …" Yang Yue still wanted to say something, but a man not too far away waved at him, "Yang Yue, it's almost time to go on stage. Why aren't you coming over?"    

    

"It's here!" Yang Yue hurriedly responded and pleaded with Yu Jingzhe, "Teacher Yu, I have to leave when the time is up. You have to watch my fight in a while."    

    

After saying that, Yang Yue quickly opened the door of a studio not far away and walked in. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.    

    

Yu Jingzhe could only sigh.    

    

When Du Linlang returned, she saw him sighing and asked curiously, "What's the matter?" Could it be that something happened when she just left?    

    

"Nothing." Yu Jingzhe smiled and didn't take it to heart.    

    

Du Linlang noticed that everyone in the ring was tidying up their fight, so she asked curiously, "Why aren't they fighting anymore? Where are they going?"    

    

"There's a big boxing ring behind that door. There's going to be a black boxing match inside." Yu Jingzhe explained.    

    

"Black Fist?" Is it like that boxing match on TV? " Du Linlang said with shining eyes.