Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 125: A Bunch of Trash!

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: A Bunch of Trash!

"What?! They’re all Grandmasters?!"

"Uncle Winkler, you can’t be mistaken, can you?!"

Cyril and Serena cried out in disbelief.

Even David, Ralph, Jerry, and Brandan were doubtful.

Chief Winkler waved his hand, "I’m not mistaken. You should know that my cultivation is in the Early Innate Stage.

Yet, one of those three defeated me in just a few moves.

Only a Grandmaster could possess such strength."

Hearing this, David and the others frowned.

Of course, they didn’t think Chief Winkler was lying.

But if the opponents were indeed three Grandmasters, even they might have a difficult time against them.

At this moment, more shouting came from outside the door.

"Master, our Loyal Martial Arts Gym has been kicked!"

"Our True Martial Martial Arts Gym has been kicked!

"Our North Martial Arts Hall has been kicked too!"

Another group of injured people rushed in from the door.

These people turned out to be disciples from Loyal Martial Arts Gym, True Martial Martial Arts Gym, and North Martial Arts Hal, all injured.

"What?! Our Loyal Martial Arts Gym has been kicked too?!"

Ralph was stunned, his eyes filled with rage.

An injured disciple from Loyal Martial Arts Gym spoke with a grief-stricken face: "Yes, Master, not long ago, those martial artists from Sakura Country came to challenge us and injured all of our disciples!"

"Bastards!"

"This is outrageous!"

Jerry and Brandan were also furious.

"Ahhh...."

At this moment, there were screams from outside the door.

The disciples of Heaven Martial Arts Hall were flying in from the door and fell heavily on the Martial Arts Training Ground.

Then, a group of men dressed in martial arts uniforms and wooden clogs walked in with big strides.

The three middle-aged men leading the group were dressed in black, blue, and gray martial arts uniforms.

The men in black and blue uniforms were empty-handed, while the one in a gray uniform had a sword hanging from his waist.

The three men looked proud, fierce, and disdainful.

And the master of Ichimoku Karate Dojo, Sato Taro, was following right behind the three men.

David stared at Sato Taro and shouted angrily, "Sato Taro, so it was your doing!"

"That’s right, it was me. What can you do about it?"

Sato Taro came forward with a smug expression and pointed to the three middle-aged men, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce these distinguished guests!

These are my Senior Brothers, Yagyu Uemon, Kazuo Nakamura, and Sakin Hawkins!"

David coldly glared, "By kicking our eighteen martial arts halls and hurting so many of us, just what are you trying to do?"

Sato Taro mockingly smiled, "Leader Herdman, we only wanted to exchange learning with your various martial arts halls, but who could have known that you were so weak.

None of these hall masters here poses a challenge to my three Senior Brothers and have been easily defeated."

Kazuo Nakamura, a burly man standing over six feet tall, spoke in awkward East Nation language, "You all from East Nation always flaunted that martial arts originated from your country!

I thought there must be a lot of Martial Arts Experts in East Nation, but after seeing today, I’m really disappointed!"

Standing about six feet tall with a strong build, Sakin Hawkins stepped out and sneered, "Martial Arts Expert? I think you’re just a bunch of useless people!"

"How dare you!"

"You have no right to insult our East Nation Martial Arts!"

"If our real masters stand up, they can beat you up just by wielding a hand!"

All the disciples in the venue shouted in anger.

"Real masters?"

Kazuo Nakamura laughed mockingly, "Where are your real masters?

I think your so-called masters are not just unwilling to come forward, but afraid!"

"Hahaha...."

The disciples of Ichimoku Karate Dojo burst into laughter.

"Damn, you’re just asking for a beating!"

Jessica Chaplin shouted and charged directly at Kazuo Nakamura!

"Serena, come back!"

Seeing this, Jerry Chaplin shouted.

You have to know, even so many hall masters are not a match for these three. Isn’t Jessica going there just to get beaten?

But Jessica didn’t listen to Jerry’s words and rushed fiercely towards Kazuo Nakamura!

In a moment of getting close!

Jessica’s right hand turned into a palm, coupled with a force combining rigidity and softness, struck towards Kazuo Nakamura!

"I see that your East Nation men are gutless, letting a woman step out!"

Kazuo Nakamura sneered and lifted his right arm, throwing a punch directly to meet the attack!

This punch was extremely fierce, stirring up a wave of Earth-Grey True Qi!

Boom!

The fist and palm collided heavily, causing a deep impact sound!

The next second!

"Ah...."

Jessica Chaplin cried out in pain, flying directly backward.

"Serena!"

Jerry Chaplin exclaimed, rushing forward to support her.

Jessica’s right arm was broken directly, her face white with pain and cold sweat coursing down her face.

"Dare to hit Serena? You’re asking for death!"

Without waiting for Jerry to make a move, Malcom Jordan charged first!

"Cyril!"

Ralph Jordan was also startled, but it was too late to stop him.

"A Late Stage Martial Artist dares to come and die?"

Kazuo Nakamura sneered, his right hand wrapped in Earth-Grey True Qi, slamming a punch into Malcom Jordan’s chest!

Malcom Jordan was horrified!

Although Kazuo Nakamura’s punch appeared unremarkable, its power and speed were terrifying, leaving him unable to dodge, not to mention counterattack!

Thump!

The punch hit Malcom Jordan’s chest heavily, breaking a few of his ribs!

"Uh...."

Malcom Jordan screamed in pain, flying backward and landing several meters away.

He clutched his chest, in great pain and even blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Malcom also injured, David Herdman’s son Damon Herdman and Brandan Skinner’s son Caitlyn Skinner prepared to step forward!

"Dare to hurt my son, you’re courting death!"

But before the two could move, Ralph Jordan furiously charged at Kazuo Nakamura, with a gust of wind!

Seeing Ralph Jordan’s attack, the audience held a glimmer of hope.

You have to know, Ralph Jordan was a late Pre-celestial Martial Artist, very strong.

"Late Pre-celestial?"

Kazuo Nakamura sneered, "Still not my opponent!"

As he spoke, Kazuo Nakamura also dashed forward!

In an instant!

The distance between the two narrowed!

Kazuo Nakamura directly used Karate, unleashing a powerful punch!

Ralph Jordan, on the other hand, used "Back Through Fist" and threw a powerful punch as well!

Boom!

Both punches were launched at the same time, like two cannonballs colliding, causing a muffled thunderous sound!

However, Ralph Jordan felt a sharp pain in his arm and was shaken off within a few seconds!

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