Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1511: Don’t Lose Too Badly!_1

Chapter 1511: Chapter 1511: Don’t Lose Too Badly!_1

At that instant.

Everyone on the scene turned their eyes to the Immortal Medicine Sect camp.

"What’s going on, why isn’t the Immortal Medicine Sect sending someone out?"

"Yeah, doesn’t the Immortal Medicine Sect still have one person who hasn’t lost?"

"Could it be that the Immortal Medicine Sect isn’t planning to participate in the subsequent matches and is planning to surrender?"

"Surrendering is the most normal thing, if I were with the Immortal Medicine Sect, I would choose to surrender too!"

People started discussing among themselves.

Everyone felt that the Immortal Medicine Sect was probably planning to surrender.

At this moment.

An elder at the referee’s seat frowned and said, "Does your Immortal Medicine Sect intend to give up the upcoming matches?"

This elder was an Alchemist of the True Immortal Realm from the God Pill Valley, known as Mason Franklin, honored as the "Nine Yang Pill Mighty".

Madonna Harper replied, "Elder Franklin, we have no plans to give up the competition, we are just waiting for someone!"

"Waiting for someone, who are you waiting for?"

Mason Franklin looked puzzled.

Madonna Harper said, "We’re waiting for the person participating in the upcoming matches!"

Mason Franklin was even more confused, "Isn’t Elder Zellweger supposed to represent the Immortal Medicine Sect in the upcoming matches?"

Madonna Harper declared loudly, "We intend to change our contestant!"

Once these words come out!

All present suddenly gasped!

Clearly, no one expected that at the very last moment of the competition, the Immortal Medicine Sect was thinking of changing their contestant!

Victor Leinster sneered, "No matter who you change to, you still won’t beat us!"

Louis Franklin also scoffed, "Do you think just by changing people you won’t end up last?

As long as you’re within the last three in this match, your Immortal Medicine Sect will be completely eliminated!"

Mason Franklin said, "While the rules do allow for contestant changes, the replacement must be from your Immortal Medicine Sect, and their cultivation must be below the True Immortal Realm!

Moreover, it must not delay the progress of the competition!

You have the time of one incense stick; if no one appears on stage by then, we will have to regard it as your concession!"

"Fine, then we’ll give it the time of one incense stick!"

Madonna Harper nodded in response.

Afterward, everyone quietly waited.

Arthur West frowned and said, "Didn’t Mr. Sanborn say he would bring someone over? Why haven’t they arrived yet?"

Nash Livingston said, "If ten minutes pass and the person Mr. Sanborn brings hasn’t arrived, then we’ll have to send Mr. Whitlock to compete!"

Ennis Talbot nodded and added, "It’s impossible to just concede. Even if we do concede, we must complete all the matches!"

George Zellweger said, "If the time comes and Mr. Sanborn hasn’t brought anyone, I’ll join the match!"

The time of one incense stick quickly passed.

Mason Franklin announced loudly, "Immortal Medicine Sect, the time of one incense stick has already passed, have you decided who to send out?"

"You were going to change contenders, weren’t you? Where is the person?"

"You’re not trying to deliberately delay time, are you?"

"What’s the use of delaying? If you’re going to lose, you’ll still lose!"

Victor Leinster and his six people ridiculed loudly.

Seeing that Nash Steel had not yet brought someone over.

George Zellweger gritted his teeth and said, "We’ve decided, I will participate in the upcoming match..."

"I’ll compete!"

Suddenly, a robust voice came through.

The voice thundered like an explosion, vibrating everyone’s eardrums.

Upon hearing the voice.

All those present turned their heads toward the distant sky.

They saw that an ancient ship was flying from a distant place, quickly arriving above the square.

Standing on the ancient ship was Lionel Yeager and his companions.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the ancient ship slowly descended onto the square.

Lionel Yeager and his companions jumped down to the square.

"Elder Steel!"

"Mr. Sanborn!"

"You’ve finally come!"

Madonna Harper and Arthur West rushed up to greet them.

Nash Steel apologized, "Sorry, everyone, we are late."

Arthur West asked, "Mr. Sanborn, you said you invited a friend to help, to replace Mr. Whitlock.

So, who exactly is that friend of yours?"

"You’re not talking about Young Master Moore, are you?"

Nash Livingston glanced at Boris Moore, "Although Young Master Moore is young and promising, I’m afraid he lacks experience in Alchemy!"

"Of course not."

Nash Steel shook his head and then introduced, "I’m talking about this Mr. Yeager, his name is Lionel Yeager."

"Hello, everyone!"

Lionel Yeager gave Madonna Harper and others a salute.

The attention of Madonna Harper and the rest now rested on Lionel Yeager.

However, to their puzzlement, they couldn’t sense Lionel Yeager’s cultivation at all.

Lionel Yeager appeared to be just an ordinary person.

Arthur West, puzzled, said, "Mr. Yeager is so young, does he truly know the Art of Alchemy?"

Lionel Yeager smiled faintly and said, "Whether I know or not, you’ll see for yourselves later."

"This..."

Arthur West frowned and said, "Let Mr. Whitlock participate in the upcoming match.

If Mr. Whitlock participates, at least we won’t lose too badly."

Nash Livingston also nodded and said, "Yeah, let Mr. Whitlock join the match!"

They didn’t believe Lionel Yeager knew the Art of Alchemy.

Even if he did, they were sure he couldn’t be better than George Zellweger.

If he wasn’t even as good as George Zellweger, participating in the match would only result in a crushing loss.

Lionel Yeager naturally saw that these elders didn’t believe in him.

He chuckled and said, "Gentlemen, with the scores as they are now, continuing on with the match is likely to leave us at the bottom.

Since that’s the case, why not let me give it a try?

What if I can secure a good position for you?"

Arthur West said, "Mr. Yeager, if you can secure a good rank for our Immortal Medicine Sect, and thoroughly humble the might of the Six Major Sects!

Whatever you want, as long as our Immortal Medicine Sect has it, we offer it with both hands!"

Nash Livingston pointed at Victor Leinster and his six people, saying, "Never mind defeating everyone from the Six Major Sects!

If you can beat those six, we are willing to accept you as our master!"

Lionel Yeager waved his hand, "Let’s talk about this after the match."

As he spoke, Lionel Yeager said to Big White, "Big White, wait here for a while, I’ll go and meet these old fellas."

Big White nodded, and jumped from his shoulder onto Lily Tisdale’s shoulder.

After that, Lionel Yeager strode towards the center of the square.

The gaze of everyone present fell on Lionel Yeager.

"Has the Immortal Medicine Sect given up, to actually send such a young kid to take part in the upcoming match?"

"Is this kid sure he knows the Art of Alchemy? Even if he truly does, he should be competing in the Disciple Group, not the Elder Group!"

"It seems like the elders of the Immortal Medicine Sect are afraid of losing face, so they randomly picked a disciple to come out!"

The crowd shook their heads, feeling there was no hope for the Immortal Medicine Sect.

To save their elders from embarrassment, they had sent out a disciple instead.