Super little doctor

"That Chinese boy dares to fight with master Yuanzheng. That's the rhythm of seeking death."

All the eyes of the banquet hall are concentrated in the center.

They all thought that the Chinese boy would never be the opponent of master Yuanzheng.

Boom

A loud noise came, and everyone was surprised. The expression of disbelief immediately covered his face.

"Well, isn't that surprising?"

Just now, Li Sandou and the other side slapped each other, but the strength of the other side could not do anything to him. He just let his body shake a little. He looked at the surprised face of the Yuanzheng mage opposite, and said with disdain.

"How could that be?"

"Master Yuanzheng is a master worshipped by our royal family. He is very powerful. How could he not kill the Chinese boy with one palm?"

"What the hell is going on?"

A hundred to ten pairs of eyes gathered in the center, they were stunned and couldn't understand the situation in front of them.

Master Yuanzheng is a master worshipped by the royal family. He is the most respected and powerful master in the country.

But now, master Yuanzheng's palm could not shake the young Chinese boy, and let him stand there and speak out and despise everyone.

"It seems that you still have some skills. The master can't keep you in the palace."

Slightly Leng for a while, master Yuanzheng was very angry. With a more fierce hand, he beat the Chinese white haired boy who despised him from his broad cassock.

"Well, it seems that you want to kill me. It depends on whether you have the ability."

Seeing that the mage on the other side was launching an attack several times more powerful than before, Li Sandou stopped smiling and suddenly lifted a large amount of internal Qi on his palm. He hit the other side with another palm.

"Master Yuanzheng was angry. This time, the Chinese white haired man was absolutely unable to carry it. He must have been shot away."

"Needless to say, master Yuanzheng's palm is much more powerful than the previous one. The Chinese men are absolutely unstoppable, and they are absolutely defeated."

Members of the royal family and princes and ministers all believed that the Chinese men could not resist the hand of master Yuanzheng, and they were absolutely defeated.

Boom

In an instant, there was a loud noise. People looked at the center and gaped.

Because they saw that the white haired man of China collided with master Yuanzheng again, but he was still standing there like a huge stone.

"It's impossible, absolutely impossible."

"It doesn't make sense. It won't be like this."

Stunned for a second, the crowd exclaimed in disbelief.

But no matter how surprised they were and how they didn't believe it, the Chinese man in the middle still stood still.

"What is it?"

The king of Brunei, Sultan Borgia, was also shocked.

He never thought that the seemingly weak Chinese man could resist the two palms of the Taoist master Yuanzheng and stand on the spot without hurting him.

This is something he never dreamed of.

But they didn't believe that the real eyes of Huaxiong stood in the middle of the scene.

"You, you, how can you be so powerful to resist my just slap."

Now, master Yuanzheng couldn't calm down any more. He raised his hand and pointed to the white haired man in front of him.

"Ha ha, it's not that I'm strong, it's that you're too weak."

Although he couldn't understand each other's words, from the other's face, Li Sandou knew that he didn't believe that he could resist the other's attack.

"Doctor Li is really good."

Chen Kun watched the white haired man collide with master Yuanzheng without any injury. He admired and sighed.

But later on, he felt that he would let the situation go on and he didn't know how to end it.

So he quickly turned around and looked at Sultan Borgia and said, "Sultan, master Yuanzheng has already tested Doctor Li, but he has not been able to do anything about Doctor Li. Can the test be over?"

"The trial is over. Well, it looks like it can be over."

King Sultan Borgia whispered, ready to order the end of Yuanzheng mage for Chinese men's trial.

If master Yuanzheng's palm, the Chinese man can resist the past, but the back of the palm, the Chinese man can still resist the past.

These two palms are enough to prove that this young looking Hua Xia is not a liar with a false name and a false chart, but a real doctor.

In this way, the Chinese man is not only unable to continue to offend, but also has to give his favor, respect him and give him enough trust. Maybe the Chinese doctor can really cure her."No, Sudan, my trial is not over."

In full view of the public, especially in the eyes of members of the royal family, princes and ministers, and King Sultan Borgia, he is the most powerful and respected mage in the country. He can't even beat an unknown boy from China. When the news gets out, where is his face, and how can he claim to be a mage worshipped by the royal family .

Therefore, he does not allow the trial to end so soon. At least, he will not end the trial until he blows away the Chinese boy who despises him or shakes back the other party.

"Master Yuanzheng, you've already tested your two palms. You haven't been able to treat the Chinese guests with your two palms. Can't you see the strength of the Chinese guests? What else do you want?"

King Sultan Borgia was slightly angry.

If it were not for the disturbance of the mage and his party, there would not have been any temptations in front of them. They would not have annoyed the Chinese guests and made them angry with the king Sultan.

If the Chinese guests do not give Yali further diagnosis and treatment and return home, the loss will be great.

And all this was given by master Yuanzheng, who was worshipped by the palace.

"Sudan, Sudan, no, no, I haven't used my strength just now. Weichen asks Sudan to give me another hand. I promise that the Chinese men can't catch it, and let our mages regain face, and let our sacred and invincible Royal show their dignity."

Master Yuanzheng was awe inspiring.

"This..."

"Well, I'll allow you another hand."

On balance, King Sultan Borgia agreed to master Yuanzheng's request.

After all, the appearance of the Chinese guests standing in the center is still the same as before, they despise all living beings, and they don't pay attention to anyone, let alone the royal family and the Sultan. No matter how powerful the other party is, it's time to suppress them, let them restrain themselves, and then diagnose and treat his beloved daughter Yali.

At this moment, Chen Kun quickly turned to the white haired man and said, "Doctor Li, master Yuanzheng still needs to give you a palm as a test. After the test, the palm is over. No matter how the palm is, the king Sudan is very satisfied with you. He can continue to diagnose and treat the princess tomorrow."

"Well, I really think I'm a fool. I'll play around."

"Well, one hand at a time, let him come."

At the moment, Li San Dou didn't care so much. He looked at the master Yuanzheng who was waiting for him.

In the heart secretly angry way: certainly lets you look good, lets you in front of the public face disappear.