The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

Old Taoist Qingxuan walked aside with a smile and stood next to Zachary. Then they looked at An Wei at the same time.

At the moment, An Wei had been fighting with Zheng Wu Xiong. Compared with Zachary's unexpected victory and Old Taoist Qingxuan's embarrassing victory, An Wei and Zheng Wu Xiong's fight seemed to be more orthodox. Both of them were real martial artists. They were all Top Class Master Pros. Each of their moves was standard and bold. They collided with each other, causing a series of crashing sounds.

Zheng Wuxiong was in the Zheng Family's Punch. His fist style was fierce and fierce, and his attack power was generally known. But after all, he was old, so his attack momentum was not as strong as before. However, Zheng Wuxiong was more experienced in martial arts experience. There were various changes in his moves and movements.

As for An Wei, he used the An Family punching skill. However, on the basis of this punching skill, he had also integrated some other martial arts. At this moment, he was able to fight and advance and retreat in a great manner, which was quite like a master.

The two men fought with each other for more than ten moves. Zachary could faintly see that An Wei had begun to gain the upper hand. Within the next 100 moves, An Wei would surely be able to defeat Zheng Wuxiong.

At this moment, Old Taoist Qingxuan shouted to the side, but he speeded up and pressed on.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest felt bored and shouted at Zheng Wu Xiong, "Old Villain Zheng, you are still fighting! Your two old lovers have been killed, and you are still not going to surrender."

Not to mention the ridiculous term "old flame", but the swift defeat of Master Miaohui and Master Baohong had already shocked Zheng Wuwang. At this moment, when Qing Xuan shouted, he was suddenly distracted, and secretly guarded against Zachary and Qingxuan's sneak attack.

At this moment, An Wei's attack became more fierce, one move after another. Without giving Zheng Wu Xiong any chance to dodge, his moves became more and more fierce, forcing Zheng Wu Xiong to retreat again and again. It seemed that Zheng Wu Xiong was about to be defeated.

At this moment, the audience under the stage couldn't help cheering.

In the camp of rogue cultivators, cheers burst out.

"Good job, Master An. Let's beat that old thief to death with one vigorous action."

"What martial art master? Now you're defeated. Ha-ha!"

"This is what shameless retribution should be. It's really a great joy!"

"Don't talk about getting rid of the bad guys for the people. In my opinion, the three of them are the biggest corrupt people in the martial arts world."

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Compared to them, the large sects were much quieter. They couldn't see their aura anymore, and only a few disciples of the Zheng Family were still cheering for them. "Patriarch, do your best!"

"Our family is a master of martial arts. How can we lose?"

"The three of them were shameless and played dirty. The result doesn't count!"

...

"You're playing dirty. How can you say it out loud? We all know who is playing dirty." In the Rogue Cultivators' camp, someone shouted.

"I've lost too much. I'm looking for an excuse now, haha!"

"No wonder they're from the Zheng Family. They're shameless. Their inheritance is really good!"

"Zheng Wu Xiong, I think it's more like a real bear!"

...

Accompanied by the quarrels and shouts below, An Wei, who was on the arena at the moment, had completely driven Zheng Wuxiong into a desperate situation. He could only defend passively and could not attack at all. If things went on like this, Zheng Wuxiong would definitely be defeated within twenty moves.novelbin

"Boom!" "Boom!"

An Wei unexpectedly made a hook, bypassing Zheng Wuxiong's defense, and punched him hard on the belly, which immediately made him bend his body. He bent down, spat saliva out of his mouth, and his eyeballs popped out. "Bang!" Another punch came from An Wei. He threw another punch at Su Mo.

If Zheng Wu Xiong was hit by that punch again, he would definitely be doomed.

But at this time, Zheng Wuxiong's eyes suddenly flashed, revealing a fierce look. He did not make any defensive movements, but put his hand into his pocket.

Seeing this, An Wei couldn't help wondering if Zheng Wuxiong had completely given up resisting. However, although he was puzzled, his attack didn't stop.

Seeing that An Wei was about to hit Zheng Wuxiong, the audience under the stage could not help cheering.

At this moment, Zheng Wuxiong suddenly let out a roar of anger, "Go to hell!"

Then, his hand, which was in his pocket, suddenly pulled out. He held a bright yellow talisman paper in his hand. On the talisman paper, he could see a string of incomprehensible runes.

Throwing the sign paper to An Wei, he suddenly burst into a ball of light in the air. The small sign paper turned into a bright yellow flame and quickly burned up.

Then three Qi swords formed by the bright yellow light curtain appeared in the air. The Qi swords were extremely fast. With a "whoosh", they broke through the sky and rushed toward An Wei in front of them. Judging by its speed alone, it could be guessed that the power of the Qi sword was extraordinary.

Looking at the Qi sword stabbing toward An Wei's chest, Zheng Wuxiong showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth and shouted, "Qi Sword Talisman, let's see how you can resist. Go to hell."

At this moment, the crowd below the stage was stunned at first, and almost everyone was dumbfounded. Then, their entire bodies exploded completely.

"Damn it, what is that? It self-ignited, moreover shining on its own."

"Fu*k, that looks like a sword. In my eyes, it's a dream. Is this a flying sword?"

"Is there really an immortal?"

"A bunch of country bumpkins, you don't even know, and yet you're still calling yourselves an immortal? This is a cultivator's talisman, do you understand?!"

"If there really are cultivators, then wouldn't they be able to become immortals?"

"You've read too many novels. There have been cultivators in Celestial Empire since ancient times, but they are just fabricated to become immortals and ascend to heaven."

"I know, I know. I have a friend who is working in a special department in the government. He once told me that there are many powerful cultivators in our country!" "Don't brag. You have a friend now, who is also a government special department! Can I tell you about the special department?"

"Is it true this time?"

"It's true that you didn't talk about it that time! Last time, you said that your friend had slept with a big star? I believe you!"

...

Some arguments had gone astray, but the scattered cultivators' camp exploded again at this moment.

"It's too shameless to use the means of a monk."

"F*ck, it turns out that Old Thief Zheng's shamelessness is even lower!"

"Swordsman An, stay away from him. He is going to kill us!"

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In the camp of the large faction, the Zheng family became excited again.

"Who said that cultivators' methods can't be used anymore? Is there a rule in the competition?"

"I knew it! How could our master be defeated? Now, I see it!"

"Master of the family is powerful. Master of the family is powerful. He possesses a monk's Invocation."

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At this moment, Zachary had no time to care about the argument under the stage. He turned his eyes to An Wei's side, moved his body, and quickly rushed toward An Wei. Because this attack of the Qi sword was very powerful, An Wei was in danger.

Usually, An Wei, together with Zachary, had seen some methods of cultivators. At this moment, facing Zheng Wuxiong's sudden sneak attack, he was not too surprised. He turned around, withdrew the momentum of the attack, and then quickly turned his body to avoid this attack.

But the means of a cultivator were, after all, methods of a cultivator. The three Qi swords were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived in front of An Wei.

Seeing that it was too late to avoid it, An Wei could only turn his body as much as possible so that the Qi sword could avoid his vital part.

Peng!

The Qi Sword arrived in front of An Wei, but it didn't pierce An Wei's body as everyone expected.

Because at this moment, a light green light curtain appeared in front of An Wei. The light curtain flashed and blocked the other side's three Qi swords.

The three Qi swords collided with the light screen, constantly consuming each other. In the end, both sides almost consumed all of them at the same time, turning into specks of light and dissipating in the air. Seeing this, the audience was shocked again and then burst into an uproar.

"Dammit, what's this? Could it be a method of a cultivator?"

"Old thief Zheng, are you dumbfounded? Master An also has the means of a cultivator!"

"Swordsman An, it's a shame to kill the old thief!"

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"A foul rule! That's a foul rule! He's using the methods of a cultivator!"

"Bullsh*t! It's not against the rules that your old thief uses a talisman, but it's true that Master An is against the rules!"

"Patriarch, be careful!"

In the exclamation of the audience, An Wei was the first to come to his senses. He knew that Zachary's amulet worked. He stepped forward and punched Zheng Wuxiong.

Zheng Wu Xiong had not yet recovered from the shock of the fact that An Wei also had the means of cultivation, and he punched him hard in the face.

Zheng Wu Xiong immediately whined, flew out, and fell directly out of the fighting ring. He couldn't move.

In an instant, a burst of enthusiastic cheers burst out from the audience, especially in the rogue cultivators' camp, the cheers almost rushed to the clouds. Wang Tiejun's pigtails swung back and forth, which made him look very excited. On the stage, An Wei looked at Zheng Wuxiong, who was spitting blood. He said to himself, "Qian Qian, I have finally avenged you for the punch you gave me years ago."

Immediately, An Wei turned to Zachary and the old Taoist Qing Xuan and said gratefully, "Dr. Ching, Taoist Priest, thank you very much."

Old Taoist Qingxuan waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. I didn't do this for you. I just couldn't stand their hypocrisy."

Zachary patted Zachary's shoulder with a smile and said, "Uncle An, do you need to thank me?"

As they chatted and joked, the three of them were about to walk down the stage.

But just at this moment, in the Zheng Family's camp, when they had just lifted Zheng Wuxiong down, they roared, "You three, stop!"

Zachary and the other two people looked at him coldly and saw that it was Zheng Wuguang, the younger brother of Zheng Wuxiong, who was speaking.

"Zheng Family's thieves, what are you doing? Can't you afford to lose?" Wang Tiejun shouted.

Zheng Wuguang shouted with a sullen face, "You hurt my brother and two martial art masters. Do you want to leave like this?"

"You're shameless!"

"F*ck, you're so shameless!"

"The Zheng Family members are scums in Wulin!"

There was a burst of abuse in the crowd.

Zachary's face became gloomy. Looking at Zheng Wuguang, he said in a low voice, "The rules of the competition have been agreed by everyone at the beginning. Do you want to go back on your word?"