Zongwu: Open a clinic in Xueyue City and become a saint by curing diseases!

Chapter 242



Chapter 242

The reason why Wang Xianzhi felt a little strange was because he felt that the luck of these civilians was strong. Not only the civilians, but also the luck of Xueyue City was even stronger. Much stronger than his Wudi City. This was very abnormal. "It seems that this Xueyue City still has many secrets..." Wang Xianzhi murmured, but did not think deeply about it. Instead, he grabbed a civilian and asked, "Where is Ye Lin?" "City Lord Ye?" "Go straight for 500 meters, turn east to Fu Nan Road, and then turn a corner to his clinic." The civilian answered hurriedly. After listening. Wang Xianzhi murmured, "Li Chungang is also there..." Then, he let go of his breath. He walked slowly and steadily towards the clinic. He was not in a hurry to do anything, and he was very slow. But when there were too many smart people in this world, and there were too many shortcuts under his feet, Wang Xianzhi, who was down-to-earth, became an outlier in the end. At the same time, Outside a clinic.

Li Chungang, who was chatting with Ye Lin, suddenly sensed Wang Xianzhi's breath.

He was shocked, looked at Ye Lin who was drinking tea leisurely, and said in a low voice, "Ye Lin, did you sense it? A powerful guy is coming."

"Yeah."

Ye Lin responded lightly, but his expression was normal.

"This guy is known as the best martial artist in the world."

"I heard from Xu Fengnian that he signed a contract with the Liyang royal family many years ago and could not leave Wudi City."

"But now, he has left. I'm afraid he has bad intentions..."

Li Chungang said in a low voice.

But the fighting spirit gradually rose.

"Decades ago."

"The last time we met."

"I was defeated by him, but this time... I want to try again."

Li Chungang is the sword god after all.

He is naturally proud.

Moreover, he had been defeated by Wang Xianzhi before.

Although that did not mean shame, after so many years, it was normal for Li Chungang to want to fight with Wang Xianzhi again.

Ye Lin smiled slightly,

A deep light flashed in his eyes,

He gently put down the teacup in his hand, slowly stood up, and looked into the distance, as if he could penetrate the wall of the clinic and see the gradually approaching breath.

He was as clear as a mirror.

He did not think that Li Chungang would win.

After all, he knew a lot about Wang Xianzhi, and even had some admiration for this first old man in the world.

Unlike Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a, who became famous at a young age,

Wang Xianzhi was a late bloomer, so late that no one would believe that the tall young man who often watched the masters fight would suppress the world for a century in the future!

If ordinary people also have idols.

Then Wang Xianzhi is it!

Because ordinary people see the hope of winning the world in Wang Xianzhi.

Ordinary people suddenly realized that the world is not only for geniuses, but also for people without talent!

Therefore,

Since Wang Xianzhi became the number one in the world.

Countless people entered the world, making it prosperous for a while.

However, Wang Xianzhi, who "spoke for ordinary people", was destined to be a scam.

Wang Xianzhi did not have amazing talent, but he was the reincarnation of the White Emperor in the sky!

His fate and luck made him destined to be extraordinary.

It was destined that Wang Xianzhi became a peak powerhouse, and ordinary people were destined not to become Wang Xianzhi.

Li Chungang did not stay any longer.

He walked towards Wang Xianzhi.

At the same time.

In Xueyue City.

Many strong men suddenly sensed Wang Xianzhi's powerful aura that was not hidden at all.

At one time, they all looked in the direction of Wang Xianzhi.

In the city lord's mansion.

Sikong Changfeng suddenly looked up.

"Such a strong aura."

"Domineering and confident, with a kind of arrogance that looks down on the world."

"There are probably many people in the whole world who can have such an aura."

Sikong Changfeng's expression was solemn.

The owner of this aura was definitely not at a level he could reach.

And now someone is so unscrupulous in Xueyue City.

Does he not take Ye Lin seriously?

Or...

Is he coming for Ye Lin?

Sikong Changfeng rushed out with a gun.

Just saw Li Hanyi looking in the same direction.

"Did you notice it?" Sikong Changfeng said.

"It's so unconcealed that anyone can notice it." Li Hanyi said coldly, "And the direction he is going is the direction of the clinic!"

"Let's go and take a look--"

Although I don't think I can help much.

But if someone is looking for trouble with their own city lord, how can they just sit back and watch?

Following the swift actions of Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi, the masters in Xueyue City all set off. They all knew in their hearts thatThe owner of this breath is definitely not an ordinary person.

And Wang Xianzhi, a well-known martial artist in the world, was walking towards Ye Lin's clinic with a leisurely pace.

In the clinic, Ye Lin was still calm, as if everything was within his expectations.

Li Chungang had already walked out of the clinic and stood on the street, looking firmly in the direction of Wang Xianzhi.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was looking forward to a fateful duel.

Wang Xianzhi's figure gradually appeared in Li Chungang's field of vision. His tall body was like an insurmountable mountain, and every step seemed steady and powerful.

His eyes met Li Chungang's. There were no words, only a tense atmosphere between them.

The air between the two seemed to solidify, and the surrounding civilians had already fled in all directions, not daring to approach these two giants of the world.

And the masters of Xueyue City also watched from a distance.

Two powerful Qi forces collided in the air, erupting with a deafening roar.

The stone slabs on the street were shattered, and the surrounding buildings were also crumbling under this force. The onlookers retreated one after another, fearing that they would be involved in this earth-shaking battle.

The two did not move.

But the Qi was already fighting in the air.

One was at the peak of the sword, and the other was an old monster in the martial arts.

The entanglement of Qi alone was far more exciting than the battles between many masters!

The Qi confrontation between the two was not only a contest of martial arts, but also a collision of state of mind and realm.

Wang Xianzhi's Qi was thick and majestic, as steady as a mountain, and as endless as a river.

Every breath he took seemed to stir the vitality between heaven and earth, forming a stream of invisible power, pressing towards Li Chungang.

Every wisp of it revealed his domineering and self-confidence as the first martial artist in the world.

Li Chungang's Qi, on the other hand, was more agile and sharp.

His sword Qi was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, appearing and disappearing from time to time, but omnipresent.

As the tip of the sword trembled, it seemed as if thousands of swords were fired at the same time, and every wisp of sword Qi contained his ultimate understanding and pursuit of the sword.

The Qi battle between the two, without any substantial weapon confrontation, was more thrilling than any fierce melee.

And as the battle deepened, the Qi of the two became more and more powerful,

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming cracks visible to the naked eye.


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