Immortal Martial Lord, I Am Invincible in the City

"Immortal Martial Lord: I am invincible in the city" Before Li Buhui was sixteen years old, he thought the world was as big as a mountain village and that his fists could not be stronger than his parents' poles. Until he dug out the "Immortal Sutra" that was quickly weathering under the roots of a rotten tree in the back mountain. As soon as the first floor was completed, he broke off a century-old locust tree at the entrance of the village. His father was so frightened that he put him on a broken bus to the city overnight. Fascinated by the bustling city, he just wanted to quietly move bricks and practice the Sutra to the tenth level to see if it was true that "the body becomes a saint and is invincible in the world". But on the first day, he couldn't hold it back. Seeing a few yellow men pressing a bespectacled coward against the wall, he took action. One punch at a time, cleanly. The coward's name was Xiang Qi. He hugged his legs and cried incessantly. He wanted to recognize him as his big brother. Li Buhui thought this was just an episode. Until Xiang Qi's father drove a luxury car, accompanied by bodyguards in black, blocked the door of his drafty board house, and respectfully called him "Mr. Li". But the water was far deeper than he thought. The Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall is just the appetizer. Ancient aristocratic families, dormant sects, and strange forces pursuing traces of the "Immortal Sutra"... Are emerging one after another. From tempering the body, channeling the meridians, and sea of ​​qi, to true essence, master, magical powers, and even the legendary realms, laws, and holy realms... The pinnacle of martial arts is filled with murderous intent at every step. He clenched his fists, feeling the increasingly terrifying power rushing through his body. Come on then. Let's see if it's your foundation that's richer, or my "Immortal Sutra"… which is more immortal!