Alert! Miracle doctor released from prison

"War God Murong, that person is really strange. He clearly cured the illness, but he refuses to show himself!" Li Xiuxiu said with a strange expression. "Could it be that he knows you and doesn't want to meet you?"

Murong Bingyun's heart skipped a beat.

A face immediately popped into my mind.

She remembered that Chen Huo had reminded her last night that internal injuries should be treated as soon as possible.

She had just heard Zhong Xueru call out "Mr. Chen" again.

Could it be him?

But Murong Bingyun quickly rejected it.

How is that possible!

Where did Chen Huo get such great abilities!

I'm really being delusional!

"Some people possess extraordinary abilities, but they simply refuse to show themselves in public; that's why they're called reclusive masters!"

"That's true!" Li Xiuxiu nodded. "Anyway, as long as your internal injuries are healed! By the way, War God Murong, that old earth immortal in Jiangcheng is about to celebrate his birthday. Are you going?"

"The old immortal was, after all, a top figure in Jiangcheng. At his peak, it was said that half of Jiangcheng belonged to him!" Murong Bingyun said. "It's only right that we pay him a visit!"

"Then I'll prepare a gift in advance!"

"OK!"

Squeak!

At this moment, Chen Huo also came out of Zhong Xueru's clinic.

A luxury car sped up and stopped in front of them. A man in a suit quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Young Master Chen, our CEO Zheng invites you to his residence for a chat!"

"Zheng Hongjun's needles have been removed?" Chen Huo raised an eyebrow.

"No!" the man in the suit answered truthfully. "Mr. Zheng is unwell, which is why he specifically asked you to come and remove his acupuncture needles!"

"Let's drive!" Chen Huo stepped into the car.

Not long after, led by the man, they entered a villa.

Zheng Hongjun sat in a wheelchair, his face sallow and bloodless.

Upon seeing Chen Huo, he was both delighted and fearful: "Young Master Chen, I've witnessed your methods. I can cure this acupuncture technique myself, so I accept it!"

"What about my account with you?" Chen Huo asked.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, once the needles are removed, I will tell you everything I know!" Zheng Hongjun said sincerely.

Chen Huo didn't waste any words and gently patted his chest with his palm.

Three silver needles flew out instantly.

"call!"

Zheng Hongjun let out a long sigh of relief, his face regaining some color: "Young Master Chen, you've really changed a lot in just a few days! You're truly remarkable!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Chen Huo said bluntly, "Why did you frame me five years ago?"

"This..." Zheng Hongjun hesitated slightly, and the next moment, he and his wheelchair flew backward.

A large group of people stood in front of him, while simultaneously surrounding Chen Huo.

"Patriarch Zheng, it seems you really want to die!" Chen Huo narrowed his eyes.

"Haha, Chen Huo, who lives and who dies is still uncertain!" Zheng Hongjun changed his tune. "I admit, your methods are cunning. I've consulted many people, but none of them could unravel my secret! But in this world, you can't get away with anything by relying on underhanded tricks!"

"Five years ago, I framed you, which led to your imprisonment!"

"If you want to know why, you'll have to survive first!"

"Zheng Hongjun, do you really think I take your so-called four major families seriously? I can subdue you once, and I can subdue you a second time!" Chen Huo sneered and raised his hand to strike.

A terrifying gust of wind swept through, instantly sending more than a dozen people flying.

"Get them!"

"Everyone, charge!"

"Capture him, and I'll reward you handsomely!"

Zheng Hongjun shouted loudly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A sea of ​​black heads surged in like sardines.

They were all strong and robust, with cold glints in their eyes, and exuded a strong killing intent.

They were like bloodthirsty jackals and tigers, ready to tear Chen Huo to shreds.

However, Chen Huo moved like lightning, swiftly weaving through the crowd.

Wherever it passed, blood gushed forth amidst wails of agony, and no one could stand upright.

The crimson color bathed the entire living room.

One wave of thugs after another rushed in.

But Chen Huo was like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, reaping one crop after another.

Within ten minutes, most of the person had already died!

Zheng Hongjun's confidence was also shattered!

At first, he thought Chen Huo had only learned some minor tricks and was not a threat.

I never imagined that their fighting strength would be so abnormally powerful!

This was the most capable and elite force he had gathered from the entire Zheng family.

Faced with the calamity, they were utterly powerless to resist.

If the fighting continues like this, not only will the losses be enormous, but his own safety will also be in jeopardy.

However, thinking of that person, Zheng Hongjun forced himself to calm down and watched quietly.

"Aaaaaah..."

Another group of people fell, wailing in pain amidst the blood.

There were very few people left standing in the entire hall.

Their expressions were filled with panic, all traces of their previous bloodlust and ruthlessness gone, replaced by endless fear!

"Zheng Hongjun, it's your turn!" Chen Huo wiped a trace of blood from his face and walked towards Zheng Hongjun.

Bang bang bang!

Zheng Hongjun's heart was pounding violently.

Every step felt like stepping on him, filled with pressure.

"You, you, you..."

Zheng Hongjun was speechless with shock. Seeing Chen Huo about to approach, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes: "You'd better die!"

Swish!

Almost simultaneously, a cold palm wind attacked Chen Huo from behind.

Snapped!

Chen Huo raised his hand and went to meet him.

With a leap, he took a few steps back.

"Kid, not bad. So many people couldn't take you down, I had to step in myself!" A man in a short jacket stood with his hands behind his back. "Even when I suddenly attacked, you managed to catch me!"

"However, you'd better be careful now! Just now, I only used half my strength!"

"I'm afraid I'll beat you to death; that would be too boring!"

Chen Huo looked at the other person and chuckled softly, "Grandmaster?"

"Hey, you figured it out?" The man grinned. "This grandmaster has been at the peak of his cultivation for many years, and I'm rarely matched. Today, I can finally stretch my muscles!"

"Feng Baitu, I'd like to learn from you!"

"Seek guidance?" Chen Huo scoffed dismissively. "Sorry, in front of me, a mere grandmaster is not even worthy of seeking guidance!"

"At best, it's just a slightly larger grasshopper!"

"What did you say?" Feng Baitu's expression suddenly changed, and anger surged.

"You scoundrel, Chen Huo, who gave you the audacity to speak like that!" Zheng Hongjun cursed. "Heh, ignorance is ignorance. How dare you disrespect a Grandmaster like yourself!"

The realm of martial arts is divided into three stages: light, darkness, and transformation.

Below the level of Transformation Realm, one can only be considered an ordinary martial artist.

Only those who reach the level of "transformation of internal energy" can be called masters!

But the true level is at the Grandmaster realm, which is above the Transformation Realm!

With martial arts skills reaching the pinnacle, one becomes a grandmaster.

Below the level of a grandmaster, all are but ants!

Those who reach this level, while not necessarily able to roam freely, can at least dominate a region and establish their own sect!

In Jiangcheng, a grandmaster is someone who commands respect wherever he goes!

This demonstrates its strength and status!