The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the person who had just spoken.

The speaker was Wang Tiejun, who had always been An Wei's supporter and a loyal fan with a small braid.

Wang Tiejun patted his chest and stepped out of the crowd, saying, "Swordsman An, these people are too shameless. I will go with you and meet them."

An Wei's eyes showed a hint of gratitude. He looked at Wang Tiejun and asked, "What's your name?"

"Wang Tiejun! Swordsman An, I have been your admirer since I was a child. Let me come with you this time." Wang Tiejun said.

An Wei smiled with relief, but he still shook his head and said, "This is my own business. I'll do it by myself."

"But, Swordsman An!" Wang Tiejun looked at An Wei with a worried face.

An Wei waved his hand and stepped towards the arena.

When Zheng Wu Xiong and the other two saw An Wei step on the stage, a faint smile appeared on their faces. They looked at An Wei and said, "We have given you three a chance. Are you sure you want to go up alone?"

"At this point, what kind of wisdom do you have? Is there any need to make such a layer of fig leaf?" An Wei said coldly, "if you want to fight, then fight!"

With a malicious look in his eyes, Zheng Wu Xiong shouted, "In that case, I will not be polite. Master Baohong, Miaohui, let's fight together!"

The three of them pretended to move forward, but at this time, a gust of wind blew over. The three of them felt dizzy for a moment. Then they saw a figure beside An Wei on the ring. "Who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

Monk Baohong and the Great Master Miaohui looked at the figure in front of them and frowned as they shouted angrily.

As for Zheng Wu Xiong, when he saw the man's face, his eyes lit up and his expression changed slightly. He shouted, "It's you, the one who did it the night before yesterday."

It was none other than Zachary.

However, at this moment, Zachary had no mood to care about Zheng Wu Xiong's words at all. He looked at An Wei with a smile on his lips, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm coming!" An Wei looked at Zachary in surprise and said, "Dr. Ching, why, why are you here? I..."

Zachary smiled and said, "Jingcheng is worried about you, so she asked me to check the situation."

"Ning'er, she..." A hint of guilt flashed across An Wei's eyes.

Zachary patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back and talk about Ning'er's matter. Now let's deal with the three old thieves in front of us first."

"You're being arrogant!" Miaohui Nun's face was cold. She gave a heavy snort and was about to attack Zachary.

But at this time, another shout came, and everyone saw a black shadow jumping out of the scattered cultivators' camp, jumped onto the arena, and landed beside Zachary and Anwei. "Ouch!" Everyone really wanted to take a closer look at the black shadow. As a result, they saw the black shadow that had just landed. With a "ouch", the black shadow covered his feet and sat down on the ground with a painful look on his face.

"Ouch, my foot, my foot is sprained, it hurts, it hurts too much!" It was the old Taoist Qingxuan who jumped up. At this moment, he covered his left foot with his face full of pain and cried out in pain.

When the audience saw this scene, they were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped. Originally, they wanted to see who was so bold as to stand up at this time. They didn't expect that it was the shameless old daoist, and he even directly sprained his ankle as soon as he came to the stage.

This time, the originally tense and serious arena battle made him feel as if he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

An Wei also looked at the old Taoist with a puzzled face and asked, "Who dares to ask you is..."

Rubbing his feet, Old Taoist Qingxuan stood up and put his arm on An Wei's body. He said, "My name is Qingxuan, a friend of this guy. I came on the stage to uphold justice for you in order to help the justice of martial arts. I came here to beat. down these three old thieves."

Those originally serious words came out of Qingxuan's mouth, but everyone felt inexplicably awkward. They always felt that the reason why the old Taoist could come to the arena was not so serious.

An Wei made an obeisance by cupping one hand in the other before his chest and said, "Taoist Qingxuan, thank you for your kindness. But this time, it's my personal affair. I don't want to get you involved."

This old Taoist Qingxuan was warm-hearted, but he could walk on the stage. His skills were absolutely not good. An Wei couldn't let him come up to be beaten, could he?

As soon as he finished his words, Zachary winked at An Wei and said in a low voice, "Let Taoist Qing Xuan stay with us."

Although he didn't know why, An Wei still trusted Zachary very much. He nodded, then looked at Zheng Wu Xiong and the other two, saying, "The three of us are sure. Let's get started."

Zheng Wuxiong narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zachary and the old Taoist Qing Xuan. He calculated quickly in his mind. After the encounter with the two people the night before yesterday, as well as the simple fight between Zheng Wuguang and them.

Zheng Wu Xiong knew that the strength of these two people was definitely stronger than that of the surface, and they had already entered the realm of first-class masters. But even so, facing the three martial art masters, they had no chance at all.

Moreover, there were three people on the other side. Even if the three martial art masters attacked at the same time, they would not fall into the mouth of others.

Hence, Zheng Wu Xiong nodded and said, "Then let's begin!"

An Wei narrowed his eyes and said to An Wei and Qingxuan, "Leave Zheng Wuxiong to me!"

Zheng Wuxiong narrowed his eyes, and there was a heavy look in his eyes. He winked at Master Baohong and the Great Wisdom Nun. They understood that Zheng Wuxiong had just been defeated by An Wei some time ago. At this moment, he meant to let them solve the problem as soon as possible so that they could come to help.

Qingxuan said, "I don't like the bald head of the bald donkey next to me. Just leave it to me!" As he said this, he jumped toward Monk Baohong step by step.

Monk Baohong chanted the name of Buddha and said, "Benefactors, the rules of Buddhism. Don't talk nonsense!"

In the end, Zachary and Miaohui Nun were the only ones left.

Without saying a word, Miaohui gave a cold snort and hit Zachary with a fierce palm.

Seeing this, the people in the scattered cultivators' camp could not help exclaiming. "Shameless! As a martial arts master, you sneak attacked a rogue cultivator."

"What reverend? I think she's a vicious old virgin!"

"Despicable, these three old bastards are despicable and shameless."

...

Rogue cultivators cursed fiercely, but because they were worried, it seemed that it was impossible to defeat the two martial art masters in front of them, not to mention An Wei.

At this moment, everyone in the camp of the large sect looked like they were waiting to see a good show. Each one of them was full of confidence as they held their arms.

"Look at their lineup, what the hell is that! An evil man, a young man, and a wild Taoist. None of them is a problem!"

"Haha, with this lineup, it's not good to play a martial arts game, but it's suitable to play monkey and make fun of it."

"In my opinion, it's better to let the three martial art masters show some mercy and play with them more and make fun of each other. It also makes everyone happy!"

"Haha, that's a good idea. It's our fortune to see the master make a fool of himself."

...

In the laughter and curses, Miao Hui Nun's Palm Gust had already reached Zachary and her heart was right in front of him.

Zachary's eyes were cold, thinking that the master was too cruel to attack such a weak point of the heart. If he was really just an ordinary person, he might die directly if he was hit by the master. Zachary snorted as he leaned slightly to one side. With a very small movement, he managed to avoid the palm attack of Miaohui Nun.

Not waiting for the reverend to react, Zachary gave her a backhand slap.

Zachary's palm seemed ordinary, but it had completely suppressed the Magician Master's momentum.

The nun, who was cold and arrogant just now, was now in a state of horror, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"His, his momentum, how is it possible..." Miaohui's face was full of surprise.

The audience couldn't feel Zachary's momentum. They could only see Zachary dodging Miaohui's palm and also giving it a slap. As a result, the master turned pale with fright, as if it was difficult for him to escape. "What's going on? What's wrong with Master Miaohui? His face looks so ghastly!"

"Is he an expert?"

"How is that possible? You think too much."

"I think that Miaohui Nun is deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, and then wins with one strike."

"You're a martial arts master, aren't you? You don't need to do that."

"Even a lion will use its full strength when fighting against a rabbit. The Miao Hui Nun is teaching us that we must use all of our strength to deal with any opponent, no matter what. This is the true meaning of martial arts."

"I see. Thank you for your explanation. I understand. He is indeed a martial arts master!"

Just as this group of people thought that they had comprehended the True Will of Martial Arts of the Magician Nun, the Magician Nun was hit on the side by Zachary's palm. Her body tilted and she fell to the ground. However, the Magician Nun immediately stood up.

Of course, this was the result of Zachary's effort. Otherwise, he would not have been able to miss the target.novelbin

This scene caused the spectators who were having a heated discussion to be dumbfounded. They couldn't understand what was happening in front of them.

"What... what's going on? Is it possible that Miaohui was hit by this palm on purpose, or is she showing weakness?"

"Perhaps, maybe. Perhaps she has her own ideas. She's a martial dao master. How can we, ordinary warriors, be able to figure it out?"

On the arena, Zachary looked coldly at Miaohui Nun and said, "Just admit defeat!"

The nun's eyes were ice-cold, but a storm was raging in her heart. The strength of this kid in front of her had far exceeded her expectations. She hadn't even been able to block his palm, and for a moment, she felt her heart in a mess. "If you want to give up, hurry up. I don't have time to waste with you," Zachary said coldly.

Miaohui Nun squinted her eyes, turned around, and drew out a soft sword from her waist. She infused her internal strength into the soft sword, which instantly became straight and sharp. With frightening cold light, she rushed toward Zachary.