Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127: Accident!

Zhou Yu’s eyes suddenly snapped open, looking at the two people.

"What happened?"

Niu Biao quickly said:

"Minister, Tong Qiang has had an accident, and he’s in critical condition. Lin Yinfly and Jia Guang are also seriously injured."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu’s face instantly darkened.

Even though Tong Qiang had been expelled from the Martial Pavilion by him, he was still the former deputy minister of the Martial Pavilion.

Now, with Lin Yinfly and Jia Guang also hurt, it’s clear someone is targeting the Martial Pavilion.

"Where are they now?"

"They were just taken to the medical room."

"Let’s go. We’ll have a look."

"Niu Biao, stay here, and contact me immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, Minister."

After making arrangements, Zhou Yu quickly walked out.

Upon arriving at the medical room, Zhou Yu saw the three of them lying on beds, with the Martial Pavilion’s medical staff providing emergency care.

Among the three, Tong Qiang’s injuries were the most severe; indeed, he was at death’s door, and Lin Yinfly and Jia Guang weren’t in much better shape.

In this critical moment, Zhou Yu naturally put aside any grudges with Tong Qiang.

He immediately stepped forward to check each of their conditions.

Upon examining them, Zhou Yu’s face turned extremely grim.

Tong Qiang’s situation was extremely dangerous.

However, Lin Yinfly and Jia Guang also needed urgent care, or it could affect their cultivation, possibly causing them to fall from the Saint Realm.

But, with only himself present, it was impossible to save all three simultaneously.

What to do?

He must find someone to help him.

Who should he find?

Suddenly, Zhou Yu thought of someone.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed out.

...

Meanwhile, Saint Physician Bian was visiting a friend’s house.

Saint Physician’s friend was, naturally, a top figure in Hu City.

This person was Jiang Bosong, the president of the Martial Arts Research Society in Hu City.

The Martial Arts Research Society is an institution on par with the Martial Pavilion, specializing in teaching martial artists martial arts, though not every martial artist has the opportunity to study there.

There are many intricacies involved.

The two were exchanging pleasantries at the time.

"Old Bian, these past years, you’re like a dragon who sees the head but not the tail. It’s rare to have leisure time at home; in the next few days, we should gather more often."

"Haha, indeed, these past years, I’ve been rushing around everywhere. There’s no choice; saving people is like fighting a fire." Saint Physician Bian smiled wryly.

"At your age, you need to learn to find some leisure for yourself."

Saint Physician Bian raised an eyebrow and smiled:

"Look who’s talking."

"You say you’ve retired in name, but aren’t you still pulling the strings behind the scenes? I don’t see you having much leisure either."

"Haha, I’m cultivating the younger generation, not like you."

"All these years, I haven’t seen you take on many apprentices. If you change your mind, feel free to choose from my people."

"Enough, just having that one disciple gives me enough worry." Saint Physician Bian chuckled helplessly.

"If you can’t take on more disciples, at least introduce someone to me, can you?" Jiang Bosong suddenly changed the subject.

Hearing this, Saint Physician Bian glared at him.

"You old fox, waiting for me here, weren’t you?"

"Haha..." Jiang Bosong laughed heartily.

"Old friends understand me well."

Saint Physician Bian sighed.

"Okay, who do you want an introduction to?"

"Zhou Yu!" Jiang Bosong immediately replied.

Upon hearing Zhou Yu’s name, Saint Physician Bian was also taken aback.

"Zhou Yu?"

"What are you planning?"

"You’re not thinking of getting him into your Martial Arts Research Society, are you?"

"I’ll tell you, that Zhou Yu kid isn’t simple, he has the support of the Qinzhou Martial Pavilion, Hai City Martial Pavilion, and even forces from the Capital City behind him."

"Besides, he’s at the crest of the wave right now."

"If he joins your Martial Arts Research Society, it might not be peaceful here either."

Jiang Bosong said nonchalantly:

"Isn’t the Martial Arts Research Society not very peaceful right now anyway?"

Seeing Jiang Bosong so insistent, Saint Physician Bian showed hesitation.

Just then, his assistant suddenly ran in.

"Saint Physician Bian, Zhou Yu’s call."

Saint Physician Bian was surprised, then smiled:

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear."

He picked up the phone.

"Zhou Yu..."

Moments later, Saint Physician Bian’s expression changed slightly, then he said:

"Alright, no problem, don’t worry, I’m coming over now."

He hung up the phone after speaking.

"Old Jiang, Zhou Yu asked me for a favor, I need to head over now, so I can’t stay."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bosong quickly stood to see him off.

After seeing him into the car, Jiang Bosong added:

"Old Bian, about Zhou Yu’s matter, I’ll leave it to you, just mention it to him first."

Saint Physician Bian nodded.

"Alright, I’ll talk to him."

"But I can’t guarantee he’ll agree."

"Of course."

As Saint Physician Bian’s car left, Jiang Bosong’s eyes narrowed slightly, speaking to himself:

"I hope everything goes smoothly."

"If he joins the Martial Arts Research Society, things will be much easier..."

Just then, a G-Class car came speeding and stopped beside Jiang Bosong.

Right after, a handsome young man jumped out of the car.

"Grandpa, there’s trouble."

Jiang Bosong frowned at his grandson and said:

"Look at you, at your age getting all flustered, where’s your composure!"

The young man was Jiang Bosong’s grandson, Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming scratched his head, then said:

"Grandpa, I’ll be more careful next time."

"Tell me, what’s the matter?" Jiang Bosong asked.

"Grandpa, ’Kaitian Fist’ Wu Hai, ranked fortieth on the Human List, has arrived in Hu City."

"Oh?"

Jiang Bosong was surprised, a glint of surprise in his eyes.

Those on the Human List are masters of their time.

Such a master coming to Hu City would naturally attract attention from all sides.

"What’s his purpose for coming?"

"We don’t know yet." Jiang Ming shook his head.

"However, as soon as he arrived in Hu City, he clashed with people from the Martial Pavilion. Didn’t you ask me to investigate the situation with the Martial Pavilion?"

"So, I hurried to tell you."

"What?"

"He clashed with the Martial Pavilion?" Jiang Bosong frowned.

Then, he turned to Jiang Ming.

"Ming, keep a close eye on this matter, lend a hand to the Martial Pavilion if needed."

Jiang Ming nodded.

"Grandpa, I understand!"

"I’m on it now!"

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