Medical and Martial God

”It’s Huang Quan!” Meng Yinwan said. ”Except for Huang Quan, there’s no one else in the world who could pull this off.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Long grew anxious. He should have been the one to say that but was beaten to the punch by that bitch Meng Yinwan.

”Meng Yinwan, you’re overestimating Huang Quan,” Bruce expressed his skepticism, saying disdainfully, ”The only reason he’s run rampant for ten years is that we hermits haven’t taken action. At best, his strength is that of a Third-Realm War God.”

”I think,” he continued, ”the ones who stole the aircraft carrier strike group’s weapons and destroyed the technology and ammunition depots on Biluo Island must have been the scouts our Black Water Nation airdropped there before... and...”

Meng Yinwan couldn’t listen anymore and cut him off. ”Back in Nanjing, in front of sixty or seventy thousand Martial Artists at the Mist Chant Martial Meeting, Huang Quan killed the Fifth-Realm War God Lin Xin in a single move. He also annihilated dozens of experts from the three major Judicator Families with one strike.”

Damn it, that bitch beat me to it again... Yan Long cursed inwardly before saying, ”I’ve been beaten by Huang Quan several times. I’m like a plaything in his hands.”

When he said this, he felt no shame. After all, he was the first person in the world to have been beaten by Huang Quan several times and survived.

Ugh! Bruce was embarrassed. He had just scorned Huang Quan, only to be immediately contradicted by Meng Yinwan and Yan Long. This made him furious, but he hid it and said, ”It seems Huang Quan’s strength is only at the Sixth or Seventh Realm. In my eyes, that’s nothing special.”

Meng Yinwan was not pleased. Huang Quan was the uncrowned king of the Restorer Alliance. She retorted, ”A few years ago, Huang Quan fought the North King, who was already at the Seventh Realm. Huang Quan severely injured him with a single move.”

”This...” Bruce’s expression changed dramatically. ”Huang Quan... he... he’s Eighth Realm?”

Seeing Bruce so shocked, Meng Yinwan smiled with satisfaction and nodded. ”Who knows? Huang Quan has always been unfathomable.”

Yan Long said, ”Bruce, it looks like you aren’t the only Eighth-Realm expert in the world.”

This statement surprised most people present. Only then did they realize that Bruce was actually an Eighth-Realm War God.

”Given the chance, I must exchange a few moves with Huang Quan,” Bruce declared, his fighting spirit surging.

Everyone sneered at him. Huang Quan had done so much behind the scenes, saving the lives of countless Martial Artists around the world. What gave Bruce the right to challenge him? He could go eat shit for all they cared. By now, most of the people present regarded Huang Quan as their savior.

Someone changed the subject, ”Bruce, what’s the purpose of this ’Summit Meeting’ you’ve convened tonight?”

The others were also puzzled about what Bruce was up to.

Bruce laughed. ”Since everyone is so curious, and it seems we’re all here, let’s officially begin the meeting.”

”Wait a moment,” the woman holding the ’Take Down Ye Xiu Alliance’ banner said. ”Ye Xiu isn’t here yet.”

She wasn’t the Alliance Hierarch of the ’Take Down Ye Xiu Alliance’; like Meng Yinwan, she was just a representative.

Bruce was furious. ”All of us leaders are here, yet Ye Xiu, a mere doctor, dares to make us wait? Is he tired of living?”

Yan Long quickly fanned the flames. ”Exactly! Ye Xiu is looking down on you and showing you no respect. When he gets here, you should teach him a lesson.”

His words immediately stirred up others to complain, suggesting that Ye Xiu was not worthy of making leaders like them wait.

Meng Yinwan opened her mouth, but ultimately, she didn’t speak up for Ye Xiu, nor did she mention his strength or his relationship with Huang Quan. She’d just wait until Ye Xiu arrived. When Bruce and the others started giving him a hard time... hehe...

”Let’s ignore him for now and start the meeting,” Bruce huffed coldly, settling into a chair. ”When he arrives, I’ll make him understand the consequences of his arrogance.”

Two rows of chairs flanked his, and he took the main seat like a king. No one objected. After all, Bruce was the only Eighth-Realm War God present and the initiator of the ’Summit Meeting,’ so it was only right for him to sit at the head of the table.

”Sorry, sorry, I’m late. There was traffic on the way,” Ye Xiu said with a grin, arriving just as everyone was taking their seats.

Yan Long and Meng Yinwan, who knew the real situation, were speechless. There were no cars left on Biluo Island, so what the hell traffic was he talking about? However, neither of them exposed him. The secret about the cars was something Huang Quan had told them, and if they revealed it now, people would question what else they knew.

”Are you Ye Xiu?” Bruce asked with a cold face.

”That’s me!” Ye Xiu nodded.

The moment he spoke, he was met with countless angry glares, especially from Bruce and the woman holding the ’Take Down Ye Xiu Alliance’ banner. He paid them no mind. Looking around and seeing no seat for him, he asked, ”Where do I sit?”

”You’re late, and you still expect a seat?” Bruce rebuked. ”You’re just a doctor. You originally had no right to attend such a high-level meeting. I called you here as a courtesy, and yet you have the audacity to arrive last, making all of us leaders wait for you.”

Yan Long scolded, ”Ye Xiu, what punishment do you deserve?”

The representative of the ’Take Down Ye Xiu Alliance,’ Dong Puti, snorted coldly. ”Ye Xiu, it seems you’re disrespecting Bruce, and all of us.” She glanced around at everyone, her gaze finally landing on Bruce’s face as she said, ”I propose we teach Ye Xiu a lesson. That way, he’ll understand how to behave in our presence.”

”Agreed!”

”I concur!”

”An excellent idea!”

”A few dozen lashes should do it. Let’s not go overboard.”

Most people voiced their support for Dong Puti’s proposal.

”He does need to be taught a lesson,” Bruce nodded. ”Very well, give him ten lashes. Who will do it?”

”I will!” The old man holding the Tiansha Association banner stood up, walking toward Ye Xiu with a sinister smile.

Seeing this man, Ye Xiu’s expression changed drastically. ”Hachi? You...”

Ye Xiu was profoundly shocked. He had crushed Hachi’s head with a single punch. The man had then fled to Biluo Island, only to be killed by Leng Yue and have his body burned to ash. Yet here he was, still alive! How is that possible?

”Ye Xiu, I’ve been ordered by Bruce to whip you. Oh, right, you probably don’t know about Bruce’s strength, do you? He’s an Eighth-Realm War God. If you dare dodge or fight back while I’m hitting you, he will personally kill you.”

Hachi stepped in front of Ye Xiu, deliberately failing to mention that Ye Xiu was stronger than him. He didn’t want anyone to know that Ye Xiu had killed him twice. He mentioned Bruce’s strength only because he was worried Ye Xiu might retaliate, which would make him lose face in front of everyone. Of course, he was also planning to use this opportunity to kill Ye Xiu and avenge his past humiliations.

”Hold on!” Ye Xiu suppressed his shock at seeing Hachi alive. He ignored the man and turned to Bruce. ”You called and told me to come to the ’Summit Meeting’ this evening, but you never specified a time...”

”You dare talk back!” Bruce scolded, then urged, ”Hachi, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get it done. We have a meeting to conduct.”

Ye Xiu was furious. This Bruce is really courting death.