Chapter 127 Kicking the Hall 2 (Part 1)

Saint disciples!

Yan family!

To the people of Jiangcheng, everyone is a giant.

Especially the disciples of the saints, one of the two holy places of doctors, any disciple who walks out casually has a very strong influence.

"Meet the seniors!"

Shocked expressions appeared on the faces of several deans in the medical hall. They hesitated for a moment and shouted respectfully.

There is no way, the influence of the disciples of the saints in the medical field is too strong, so strong that even if they are a dean, they must be careful when facing the disciples of the saints.

This is the power of the disciples of the saints.

"Yan Zhongyuan!"

On the side, Old Xue, Old Duan and other ancient martial arts experts around looked at the middle-aged man next to the disciple of the Saint.

With a burly figure and shawl hair, he looked a little different, but none of the ancient martial arts experts present dared to underestimate him.

The Yan family, Yan Zhongyuan, no matter which name they have, can shock Jiangcheng.

Old Duan clenched his fist tightly, staring at Yan Zhongyuan with hatred in his eyes.

But his eyes were full of powerlessness.

The Yan family is too strong!

Yan Zhongyuan's reputation is too strong.

Old Xue's expression kept changing, and finally he took a deep breath and didn't speak any more.

All the ancient martial arts masters did not speak.

The thin middle-aged man waved his hands proudly when he saw the shock of everyone around him and the respectful appearance of several deans.

"Yan family, disciple of the saint!"

Wang Xian looked at Yan Zhongyuan and the middle-aged man, his eyes were shining brightly.

Yan Zhongyuan and the middle-aged disciple of the saint also stared at Wang Xian with disdain in their eyes.

"What a great name, disciple of the saint, Yan family, hehe!"

Wang Xian had a flat face and looked at them with some sarcasm.

"Yes, what a great name." Beside him, Mr. Qin glanced at the deans, and said slowly with a sullen face.

Several hospital directors fear the influence of the saint's disciples.

The Guwu family is afraid of the strength of the Yan family.

But their Qin family is not afraid, the ancient warriors are very powerful, but you are still under the control of the state, even the innately strong can't do whatever they want.

The Qin family, as a family with a deep background in Jiangcheng, he is not afraid of the Guwu family.

Of course, the Qin family will definitely not provoke those powerful Guwu families, it will be of no benefit to them.

The middle-aged disciples of the saints and Yan Zhongyuan glanced at Mr. Qin, but did not speak, and they were not afraid of the Qin family.

"I, Fang Huazi, heard that there is a little genius doctor here, so I want to see it and discuss it by the way."

"Seeing the plaque of this medical center again, I feel that something is wrong. I think the name of the medical center should be changed, and it should be called Xiao Chong Medical Hall. Hehe, this is more appropriate!"

Fang Huazi, the saint's disciple, smiled and watched Wang Xian speak slowly.

When Wang Xian heard his words, he showed a slight sneer: "Does that mean I think your name Fang Huazi is inappropriate, so I can call you Huazi?"

"Bastard, keep your mouth clean. Today your medical center opens, and our disciples of the saints come to kick the hall. If you lose, smash the plaque and close the door. Medical skills are masters. If the strength is not as good as others, don't come out and show yourself!"

As soon as Wang Xian finished speaking, the young man on the side jumped out, pointed at him and shouted.

"The disciples of the saints come to kick the hall, this is a big trouble."

"Hey, I didn't expect this young man to provoke the disciples of the saints. We can't control this matter."

"For Elder Qin's sake, let's just watch from the sidelines!"

Beside them, several deans exchanged in low voices with embarrassing expressions.

If it wasn't for Elder Qin's face, the few of them would definitely stand by the disciples of the saints.

The shadow of a man's famous tree, the four words "disciple of the saint" are like a mountain to them.

Their hearts are also biased towards the disciples of the saints.

If it wasn't for Elder Qin's relationship, they would even come out to accuse Wang Xian and please the saint's disciples.

Although the deans' discussions were quiet, Wang Xian could still hear them clearly.

He frowned slightly, looked at Fang Huazi with a gloomy face, his heart moved, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Kick the pavilion? Hehe, okay, since I kicked the pavilion, if I lose, smash the plaque and close the door."

"But in this case, isn't it meaningless?"

As Wang Xian said, he walked slowly in front of Fang Huazi, looked at him indifferently and said.

"What? You still want to raise the bet!" Fang Huazi looked at Wang Xian with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"You guys come to kick the gym, I will decide the rules. If I lose, close the door. In addition, bet on a pair of arms. The loser will be abolished!"

Wang Xian stretched out his arms towards Fang Huazi with a smile on his face, and looked at him with burning eyes.

Wang Xian will not be defeated, even if it is a dying person, he can still consume dragon energy to renew his life, and consume dragon energy at most.

Consuming some dragon energy, to be able to abolish this Fang Huazi now, a little dragon energy is nothing.

Wang Xian's words stunned everyone, even Fang Huazi frowned.

"Even taking your life is not worth my master's arm." The young man beside him stared at Wang Xian gloomyly and growled.

"Shut up."

Wang Xian coldly yelled at the young man, and he sat slowly on a chair beside him, looking at them leisurely: "Aren't the disciples of the saints very powerful? Don't you even dare to make this bet? Hehe, and don't talk about the dignity of your arms. Dare if you dare, and don't dare if you don't dare. They're all here to kick the hall, so don't be so cowardly!"

"Do you know that you are courting death!" Fang Huazi stared at Wang Xian coldly.

"Fool, I don't have time to play with you guys? Since I'm here to kick the hall, I'll play the big ones. If you don't dare, just get out and say I'm courting death? Are you talking so much fucking nonsense about kicking the hall?"

Wang Xian stood up directly, and said to Fang Huazi coldly.

"Hiss~"

The directors of the surrounding hospitals gasped and stared at Wang Xian in astonishment.

Kind, so kind!

If it is said that the disciple of the saint came here to provoke and kick the pavilion, then Wang Xian directly persecuted him.

Competing medical skills against a disciple of a saint, I don't know whether it is courage or real strength.

But no matter what, Wang Xian's courage has already oppressed the disciple of the saint.

Even Yan Zhongyuan frowned, staring at Wang Xian suspiciously.

Old Xue and Qin on the side clenched their fists and watched quietly.

"Since you want to die, don't blame me, compete with me in medical skills, no one can save you today!" Fang Huazi stared at Wang Xian closely.

He was very angry at Wang Xian's challenge.

He is confident that the kid in front of him is definitely not his opponent, but he is annoyed at the opponent's strength.

He is the one who should be strong.

"Okay, since we agreed, let's start."

Wang Xian smiled: "All the people present will testify. In the competition of medical skills, the loser loses his arms. I think as a disciple of the Saint, he should not renege on his debt. Otherwise, the entire disciple of the Saint will be ashamed!"

"You will soon know what will happen if you offend me!"

Fang Huazi twirled his palm, and the silver needles on it gleamed coldly: "Wait a while, we will destroy your arm with our own hands!"