Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 611: Supreme Master Ah!

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Supreme Master Ah!

At this moment, Dongfang Yue was disheveled, his hair a mess, with a few withered weeds crowning his head. His features were contorted with pain, almost completely squashed together, his handsome image utterly destroyed...

Usually at school, Dongfang Yue often bullied others using his position. Among the students who were watching, a few had been victims of his bullying.

Those students felt a burst of satisfaction seeing Dongfang Yue defeated, then whipped out their cell phones and frantically snapped pictures before silently posting them to their social circles...

In a very short period of time, almost all the students at Yanjing Medical University had seen the miserable state of Dongfang Yue that looked as if he had been ravaged by several strong men in turn.

"Let’s go! Head to the school!"

Fang Bai patted the stunned Xiong Yingxiong on the shoulder and stepped into the school gates first.

"Ah? Oh..."

Xiong Yingxiong snapped back to reality, subconsciously following Fang Bai.

Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang, seeing this, also followed suit.

"Hero, you’re really amazing!"

"So you’ve been hiding your true skills all along!"

"That punch was so cool! Can you teach me a few moves sometime?"

"Did you send Dongfang Yue flying using the legendary internal Qigong?"

Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang walked one on each side of Xiong Yingxiong, ladling on the flattery as they walked.

Although they were somewhat worried about Dongfang Yue’s wealthy and powerful family, which might seek revenge on Xiong Yingxiong after this beating, with Xiong Yingxiong’s formidable skills, what was there to fear?

Thinking about having Xiong Yingxiong’s support in the future and being able to strut around Yanjing Medical University without fear of oppression from those official and rich second generations, Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang were thrilled to their core.

Xiong Yingxiong watched Fang Bai’s retreating figure, his mind replaying the skirmish with Dongfang Yue.

He vaguely remembered, when his fist collided with Dongfang Yue’s, the palpable current of air concentrated in his fist had suddenly burst forth, then he saw Dongfang Yue being sent flying,

while he himself was unharmed.

Having sent Dongfang Yue flying with a single punch, Xiong Yingxiong was also thrilled beyond measure; even now, it felt as if he were dreaming, everything seemed surreal.

Xiong Yingxiong understood in his heart that his victory over Dongfang Yue was largely thanks to his master, Fang Bai’s, help from the shadows. Without the flow of energy Fang Bai had directed into his body, Dongfang Yue’s fate might have befallen him instead.

That current, it must be the Martial Artist True Essence that the master mentioned on the train, right?

The master is truly an extraordinary person!

Xiong Yingxiong might have been much taller than Fang Bai, but at this moment in his eyes, the leisurely walking Fang Bai ahead seemed like a towering mountain that he had to look up to.

"I need to stop by the principal’s office. Let’s disperse here for now!"

Upon reaching the fork in the road ahead, Fang Bai turned and said to Xiong Yingxiong.

Only then did Xiong Yingxiong suddenly remember—why had his master come to his school? And what was he going to do in the principal’s office?

Although puzzled, Xiong Yingxiong didn’t ask further and respectfully said, "Master, are you leaving soon after your visit today?"

Fang Bai thought for a moment and replied, "I suppose I’ll leave a bit later."

Xiong Yingxiong was overjoyed and said, "Then I’ll treat Master to lunch!"

"Good!"

Fang Bai smiled and nodded, then walked toward the building where the principal’s office was located.

"Hero, your kung fu, it wasn’t learned from your master, was it?"

Watching Fang Bai’s retreating figure, Lin Dahu murmured a question.

The sheer force of Xiong Yingxiong’s punch had greatly shocked him; he wondered, if Xiong Yingxiong’s skills were taught by this master, how formidable would the master be?

"It’s not!"

Xiong Yingxiong shook his head.

He had studied Sanda fighting at a Martial Arts School for two years, where he had thought the coaches were awesome, but now looking back, those coaches weren’t even fit to carry his current master’s shoes!

"That’s right... If your kung fu had been taught by him, then he would be too freakishly talented!"

Zhao Qiang sighed.

Xiong Yingxiong said, "But the punch just now was actually aided secretly by my master..."

He shared with Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang how Fang Bai had transferred "Qigong" to him and how he had used it to send Dongfang Yue flying with a punch. Hearing this, they were again utterly astounded.

"What a master!"

"An absolute grandmaster!"

Having regained their senses, Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang were full of admiration, envious that Xiong Yingxiong had taken on such an excellent master.

Xiong Yingxiong was also very excited; he pondered whether he could ask his master to teach him the method of cultivating True Yuan during lunch.

According to his master, whether one could cultivate True Yuan was not only related to a Martial Artist’s strength but also to the level of medical skill. True Yuan could be said to be the foundation of both Martial Arts and medical skill.

Around eight in the morning, Xiong Yingxiong and nearly two hundred students from the Traditional Chinese Medicine major gradually gathered in an amphitheater classroom of the school, ready for the lecture from the new professor.

The school hadn’t revealed much about the new professor beforehand, only mentioning that he was very young and highly skilled in medicine. Beyond that, the students knew nothing.

In the students’ minds, professors in the Traditional Chinese Medicine major were mostly over sixty years old, some even in their seventies, and the youngest, Professor Wang Xinglin, was nearing fifty. Therefore, regarding the new professor being "very young," the students were skeptical, guessing that he couldn’t be much younger than Professor Wang Xinglin.

Most of these students from the Traditional Chinese Medicine major had entered Yanjing Medical University out of a passion for Traditional Chinese Medicine or with the ambition to promote and expand the practice. However, once they entered university, they found that the professors teaching and solving their doubts every day were all serious and deadpan old doctors of traditional medicine, whose teachings were by the book and tedious, doing nothing to stir up the students’ enthusiasm for learning.

Over time, their lofty ambitions wore away; they lost interest in their studies and only wished to muddle through their university years.

The students had little expectation for the new "young" professor, believing that it was much harder for the Traditional Chinese Medicine major to encounter a young yet humorous, flexible, and knowledgeable professor compared to the Western Medicine major—almost an impossibility.

After all, to master Traditional Chinese Medicine deeply, one would need decades of immersion, and with decades of practice, where would you find a young doctor of traditional medicine?

Meanwhile, it was said that the Western Medicine major at the same university had several relatively young male and female professors. Although they were all in their thirties and already married, they were much younger compared to the old professors of the Traditional Chinese Medicine major. Their teaching methods were more dynamic and engaging, and they could easily connect with students, making the Traditional Chinese Medicine students quite envious.

Many students from the Traditional Chinese Medicine major had fantasized about having a younger teacher, one who didn’t teach in such a monotonous and rigid manner. Even a slight change would have been welcome.

Xiong Yingxiong, Lin Dahu, and Zhao Qiang sat down in the middle row of the amphitheater classroom. Seeing that there was still some time before the class began, they began to whisper among themselves.

Xiong Yingxiong’s ex-girlfriend, He Qing, had not come to the amphitheater classroom, and he wondered if she was accompanying her new boyfriend, Dongfang Yue.

Although he had decided to completely let go of that relationship, the thought of He Qing still caused a faint pain in Xiong Yingxiong’s heart.