Ultimate Village Doctor

"So it turns out, I've always... guessed wrong... you, you... are actually of the Xuan level... to die at the hands of a genius like you, I have no regrets..."

Pinned to the wall by the flagpole, Yu Cheng slowly turned his head, struggling to speak a sentence as his voice grew weaker until his head drooped, leaving no more sound.

The Iron Palm Gang's half-step Xuan level expert, Yu Cheng, was dead!

Dead silence filled the entire venue.

Everyone watched the body of Yu Cheng pinned to the wall.

Then they slowly turned their heads to look at Long Xiaoshan, standing with his hands behind his back atop the ruins.

Not a single person dared to be the first to break the silence.

From the moment Yu Cheng displayed overwhelming ferocity, breaking Tang Mo's neck, intimidating the big shots of Hechuan City, to Long Xiaoshan's entrance, defeating Yu Cheng with three punches, and finally nailing Yu Cheng to the wall with the flagpole, all of it shook Hechuan City's many tycoons.

Especially when they looked at the ring's ruins, as if a bomb had exploded.

A chill went up everyone's spine.

Such inhuman strength, displayed before them for the first time, shattered all the fantasies these tycoons had held.

In the face of such power, no matter how many billions of assets you possess or how vast your influence is, what of it?

A single punch could extinguish it all.

The tycoons trembled in fear.

Those spectators who had jeered at Long Xiaoshan from the stands were now shrinking their heads like quails, fearful that Long Xiaoshan would notice them.

But they were not the only ones trembling.

Master Zhong swallowed his saliva frantically.

He was deeply grateful for his luck, that it was Tang Mo, and not Long Xiaoshan, who had fought on the stage. Since the moment Long Xiaoshan had broken his spiritual attack with a glance, he suspected that Long Xiaoshan was a powerful Spirit Practitioner. But now, he realized that Long Xiaoshan was even more terrifying than he had imagined; not only was his spiritual power formidable, but he also turned out to be an ancient martial arts warrior of Martial Dao Tongxuan.

Though he was a First-order Spiritualist Sorcerer, he felt as fragile as foam in front of a Xuan-level Practitioner.

The martial artist with a sallow face who had fought Long Xiaoshan was just as scared, his heart nearly failing him, filled with lingering fear.

After being defeated by Long Xiaoshan, he had felt aggrieved, thinking that Long Xiaoshan's victory was just a fluke.

Now, he felt it was his luck beyond measure that Long Xiaoshan had not used even a tenth of his strength in their fight.

The one most frightened was Wei Zhentian and the people of Weifeng Martial Arts School.

They had just been cheering for Yu Cheng's victory and in the blink of an eye, they had plummeted from the clouds, staring at Yu Cheng's hanging corpse.

Wei Zhentian's body trembled, his lips quivered, and despair filled his heart.

Even his brother, who was nearly at Martial Dao Tongxuan, was dead— who in Hechuan City could stop Long Xiaoshan now...

No, this little beast.

I will not rest until I kill him.

I haven't lost yet!

As long as I kill Long Xiaoshan.

With the ferocity of Iron Palm Gang.

What do these local Hechuan tycoons amount to?

A fierce and resentful look suddenly appeared in Wei Zhentian's eyes.

He slowly signaled to someone next to him.

His subordinates, getting the signal, nodded subtly.

...

"Little Xiaoshan!"

The first to recover and the happiest was Chun Tao.

When Yu Cheng had first emerged from the smoke and wreckage, she thought Long Xiaoshan was already dead.

The feeling of utter despair almost turned her world completely black.

However, in the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan reappeared.

She went from hell to heaven.

The swing from extreme sorrow to joy couldn't be greater.

Chun Tao's petite figure burst out of Box No. 5, and this time no one blocked her as she rushed down the stairs in large strides toward Long Xiaoshan standing on the ruins. Long Xiaoshan saw her coming, smiled slightly, and opened his arms to embrace the woman flying to him like a swallow returning to the woods.

Watching the young man and woman embrace among the ruins.

Wang Sihai suddenly came to his senses.

A look of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.

We won! We actually won!

Although the final battle for the position of Dragon Head had completely gone awry, it didn't mean that the fight was meaningless. On the contrary, Long Xiaoshan's powerful slaying of Yu Cheng at his peak had already created a momentum.

Now arriving with might, who in Hechuan City would dare to contend with them?

And him, as a dog for Long Xiaoshan...

Suddenly!

A commotion broke out in the stands.

A group of disciples from the Weifeng Martial Arts School unexpectedly pulled out seven or eight guns, even Wei Zhentian was holding one, all aimed at Long Xiaoshan and Chun Tao.

"Long Xiaoshan, you think you've won, hahaha, you are tough, but can you be tougher than a gun?" Wei Zhentian roared as if he were insane.

The bigwigs all changed color at once.

Zhou Yushan shouted, "Wei Zhentian, you actually dared to sneak guns in. Firearms are strictly forbidden in arena battles. What are you trying to do? Put down the gun now."

He hadn't expected Wei Zhentian to dare to smuggle in firearms.

This was a flagrant violation of the rules of the arena battle, enough to cause public outrage.

Of course, some bigwigs' eyes flickered, after all, not everyone wanted to see Long Xiaoshan rise to power so dominantly.

Today's battle would decide the commerce landscape of Hechuan City for days to come.

"What damn rules, might makes right," Wei Zhentian completely ignored Zhou Yushan, staring nastily at Long Xiaoshan, "Long Xiaoshan, today you and your woman will become a pair of doomed lovers! That's more than you deserve, open fire!"

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Immediately, seven or eight guns spat tongues of flame.

The ruins erupted in a shower of sparks, dust billowing.

Wei Zhentian was particularly manic, pulling the trigger incessantly, pouring out bullets.

The bigwigs retreated under the protection of their subordinates to avoid being affected.

Wang Sihai's face showed vexation and anger; he had not anticipated Wei Zhentian would dare to break the rules so brazenly.

Just then.

A gasping sound arose.

Everyone's gaze suddenly froze.

They witnessed the most incredible scene of their lives.

A beam of golden light shot into the sky, and in the midst of that light were Long Xiaoshan and Chun Tao embracing each other.

Bullets that struck the golden light were actually deflected.

Long Xiaoshan, like a heavenly deity, step-floated in mid-air, reaching the airspace above the box where Wei Zhentian and his group were. With a casual wave of his hand, seven or eight fireballs fell, and the Martial Arts School Disciples who were firing guns instantly turned into flame-wreathed figures, wailing in agony – they were reduced to ashes in just a moment.

Only Wei Zhentian remained.

Long Xiaoshan slowly descended, thud! He stood right in front of Wei Zhentian.

Wei Zhentian staggered backwards.

Seeing the ash scattered all over the ground.

All his disciples vanished into thin air.

His face turned ghastly pale, a look of utter terror filled his eyes as he muttered at Long Xiaoshan, "Devil, devil, it's a devil."

If Long Xiaoshan killing Yu Cheng had caused him to panic,

then Long Xiaoshan's approach, enveloped in golden light, stepping through the air, impervious to bullets, and casually throwing fireballs that incinerated his seven or eight disciples,

had completely shattered him.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan coming towards him, Wei Zhentian suddenly shoved the gun into his own mouth, bang!

A look of relief crossed Wei Zhentian's eyes as he collapsed to the ground.

Long Xiaoshan then turned his gaze to the remaining Martial Arts School Disciples.

Thwack thwack thwack thwack!

All the Martial Arts School Disciples knelt in unison, begging fearfully, "Heavenly Being, spare our lives, Heavenly Being, spare our lives."