Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

The thunderous cheers were deafening, gradually subsiding after a long duration.

But despite being surrounded by a cacophony of noise, Sun Zhe seemed as though he was alone in his own world, sitting cross-legged atop the martial stage, channeling his energy to recuperate.

The previous battle with Qi Feiying, although it seemed simple and took only five moves, was not easily won by Sun Zhe.

Using the Bladeless Mountain-Suppressing Sword to its full extent with the Lingao Swordsmanship had greatly exhausted him.

If another opponent like Qi Feiying in the Nascent Soul Realm appeared, he had no absolute confidence in winning.

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”Truly deserving to be my boss!”

Chen Ruolong was elated, saying to Chen Ruoyi, ”The highest consecutive win record in the Nascent Soul District is three matches, so as long as the boss wins three more for a four-win streak, the title of Martial Hero is secured!”

”Hahahaha... From sweeping through the Body Refining District to the Nascent Soul District, becoming the Fourth District’s Martial Hero, just thinking about it is freaking exciting!”

Feng Ling glanced at him and remarked, ”It’s not even you, why are you so excited?”

”You don’t understand, my heart is linked with my boss’s; his glory is my glory.”

”Ahem!”

At this moment, Chen Yungang suddenly coughed and said, ”Ruolong, about that previous matter... could you talk to your boss again?”

Chen Ruolong looked at him oddly, ”What do you mean? Trying to recruit my boss into the Chen Family Martial Hall again?”

Chen Ruoyi suddenly spoke, ”Dad, do you think we have enough weight in the Chen Family to recruit him? What could you use to keep him here?”

”I...”

Chen Yungang was momentarily at a loss for words.

Chen Ruoyi continued, ”Earlier, he clearly agreed to help at the Chen Family Martial Hall for the Divine Dragon Martial Arts Association, yet you, when something occurred, immediately thought to cut ties with him. Now that he looks to be in good form, you’re trying to seek him again.”

”Do you perhaps think it’s you choosing him?”

”Sigh!”

Chen Yungang was left speechless, and his numerous words turned into a sigh.

”Young friend, this old man wishes to test you!”

At this moment, an elderly voice suddenly emerged from the back of the crowd,

The crowd looked in the direction of the voice, and a murmur arose.

Qi Jie frowned, ”It’s Master Tianyun, why has he come?”

Chen Ruolong asked, ”Isn’t this old man a Martial Hero; could he be superior to your Qi Family’s Third Elder?”

At this time, Chen Yungang spoke, ”These old monsters don’t wish to reveal themselves and don’t care about fame or fortune. The reason they challenge in the martial stage is just to be able to cultivate in the underground arena for a long time.”

He looked at Qi Jie and said, ”Otherwise, your Qi Family’s Third Elder would never become the Martial Hero.”

Qi Jie nodded, ”That’s true, these seniors only want to cultivate quietly here and don’t care for fame and fortune.”

As the crowd discussed, Master Tianyun had already ascended the martial stage.

Sun Zhe stood up and politely nodded to him, ”Sir, please.”

Master Tianyun stroked his beard, his gaze falling on the Mountain-Suppressing Sword in Sun Zhe’s hand, and he kindly asked, ”Young friend, may I have a look at your sword?”

Sun Zhe, without hesitation, directly tossed the large sword to him.

Master Tianyun caught the 1,500-pound sword with a single withered hand, his old eyes sparkling, fixating on the simple and ancient engravings on the sword as if contemplating something.

”It truly is the sword hanging under the bridge.”

”Being able to view it up close is enough.”

He tossed the large sword back to Sun Zhe, then suddenly took a step forward, his seemingly frail and aged body erupting with a terrifying aura.

”It’s the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection.”

Seeing this, Sun Zhe felt his heart sink slightly, his expression turning serious.

This old gentleman in front of him was far beyond what Qi Feiying was.

He couldn’t understand how someone like Qi Feiying became a Martial Hero; it truly had no substantial value.

”Young friend, shall we decide this with one move?”

Sun Zhe nodded, secretly channeling True Qi and preparing the Dragon Intent Fist.

To win in one move, he could only use the fist technique taught by Sister Long.

Master Tianyun raised his left arm horizontally, with his index and middle fingers together, using them as a sword surprisingly.

Sun Zhe planted the sword into the ground, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp, ”Come!”

In the next instant, both their figures became afterimages, charging at each other at incredible speed.

At a distance of over twenty meters, they arrived in the blink of an eye!

”Boom——!”

Fist and fingers collided, the terrifying force scattering, causing a deafening sound to spread throughout the underground arena, making the ground seem to tremble as well.

The entire martial stage was instantly engulfed in a haze of True Qi dust, making it impossible for the audience to see.

Under the expectant eyes of the crowd, as the dust gradually dispersed, they were shocked to see that Master Tianyun had already walked off the martial stage.

The crowd was instantly stirred up.

”Oh my god, even Master Tianyun lost!”

”This guy is insane!”

Standing on the stage, Sun Zhe watched Master Tianyun’s staggering figure fade into the crowd, filled with confusion.

If Master Tianyun had exerted all his strength, with Sun Zhe’s suppressed cultivation, he truly wouldn’t have been his match.

However, after a single exchange, the old man unexpectedly chose to admit defeat.

”What does this mean... did he let me win on purpose?”

Just as Sun Zhe was lost in thought, a rough voice suddenly rang out from the crowd below: ”Young friend, I shall test you too!”

The crowd had not yet recovered from the shock of Master Tianyun’s surrender when another uproar ensued.

Someone exclaimed, ”It’s Madman Zhang!”

”Why has this lunatic come?!”

On the stage.

Facing the burly middle-aged man before him, Sun Zhe remained calm but dared not be careless.

Judging by his aura, this middle-aged man seemed to be at the Nascent Soul late stage, not much weaker than Master Tianyun.

”Senior, please guide me.”

Madman Zhang examined Sun Zhe, finally fixing his eyes on the large sword, ”Young friend, I’d like to try your punch from your battle with the old man Tianyun!”

Suppressing the soreness in his arm, Sun Zhe secretly channeled True Qi, ”Come!”

”Boom——!”

After one move, Madman Zhang screamed and was blown away, landing heavily below the martial stage.

”Compared to Swordsmanship, young friend’s fist technique is more formidable. Old Zhang acknowledges willingly!”

Madman Zhang got up, clasped his fists towards Sun Zhe on the stage, turned, and vanished into the crowd within moments.

The spectators had no time to express their shock when a figure suddenly flew over the crowd, landing directly on the martial stage.

”Compared to the fist technique, this old man wishes to experience young friend’s Swordsmanship once more.”

Someone below suddenly exclaimed, ”Look, it’s Old Man Meng, the Poison Sword Grandmaster!”

”Damn, what day is today; why are these legendary figures revealing themselves one after the other?!”

On the martial stage.

Old Man Meng held his sword horizontally across his chest, smiling, ”Young friend, this old man’s sword is imbued with poison, so be careful.”

Sun Zhe’s gaze sharpened slightly, noticing that his sword was a dark green, emitting a smoke-like green Sword Qi, and he smiled, ”Please, senior, show your skills.”

A moment later.

In the shocked eyes of the spectators below, Old Man Meng was sent flying by Sun Zhe’s single sword strike, screaming as he fell to the ground below.

”Young friend has excellent Swordsmanship, this old man concedes willingly!”

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And thus, Sun Zhe inexplicably achieved a four-win streak, breaking the record in the Nascent Soul District within just a few hours.

Unless someone challenges again today, the title of Martial Hero is as good as confirmed!

But to Sun Zhe himself, this felt rather frustrating.

Because he could sense that starting from Master Tianyun, these seniors were deliberately conceding.

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