Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 452 - : Zhang Yang Reveals His Edge

Chapter 452: 452 Chapter: Zhang Yang Reveals His Edge

Zhao Geng, however, seemed thoughtful as he asked the man, "Mr. Chen, why do you say that?"

"It’s nothing, just a hunch, you see. Look at him, after all this fighting, not a single wrinkle on his clothes, let alone any damage."

Hearing what the man said, Wang Xiaolong and Zhao Geng both quickly turned their gaze towards Zhang Yang.

This discovery also took both of them by surprise.

It goes to show that these lackeys are no match for an Ancient Martial Artist, but they are not easy to deal with either.

After all, they all wield weapons, to emerge unscathed is already impressive, but to remain spotless is somewhat exaggerated, isn’t it?

At that moment, Zhang Yang grabbed his dislocated arm, gave it a gentle shake, and with a crisp sound, popped it back into place.

This little problem was nothing to him.

To the Eight Great Vajra, their expressions were grave.

An expert is recognized the moment he makes a move, and at this instant, they also realized that Zhang Yang was one of their kind.

They no longer dared to take him lightly, discarding their earlier contempt.

The one who had been ambushed by Zhang Yang was also bearing the intense pain, glaring at Zhang Yang furiously.

To use underhanded tactics is the most shameful.

"Kid, who is your master? Name him," one of the men demanded of Zhang Yang.

"My master is my grandfather," Zhang Yang replied directly, speaking the truth.

After all, everything he knew was taught by his grandfather, except his grandfather didn’t teach him any specific techniques.

He merely had him learn the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Medical Technique, and in fact, Zhang Yang was not cultivating Inner Strength, but the special energy of Nine Revolutions. The so-called Inner Strength was worlds apart from the energy of Nine Revolutions.

"And who is your grandfather?"

The men pressed on with their questioning. If his master was his grandfather, it implied a high likelihood of an Ancient Martial Artist family lineage.

Such families were not something their Martial World gangs could afford to provoke.

Zhang Yang, with a cold chuckle, "Even if I told you, you wouldn’t know. What, you want to kowtow to my grandfather?"

"If that’s the case, there’s no need for all this trouble. Just kneel down and kowtow to me, that’d be tribute enough."

Zhang Yang’s words successfully enraged the Eight Great Vajra.

"You’re courting death, kid!"

The eight men knew they wouldn’t get any more information, and since they had already burnt their bridges, they decided not to hold back any longer.

All eight charged at Zhang Yang together. Zhang Yang let out a chuckle, knowing these were all experts among experts, and he became even more excited at heart – such opportunities were rare.

So Zhang Yang went straight into battle with the Eight Great Vajra.

At first, Zhang Yang didn’t use his full strength, just wanting to gauge how much of a gap there was between their levels of skill.

But gradually, Zhang Yang began to feel bored, it didn’t seem all that great.

Is this it? Eight Great Vajra? More like eight little bugs.

Therefore, Zhang Yang no longer held back, and three minutes later, all eight were down on the ground, unable to get up; three of them had been crippled by Zhang Yang.

This scene also left Wang Xiaolong and the other two dumbfounded, even the usually composed man was left staring agape.

"This man is unbeatable!" the man muttered.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaolong felt a surge of anger rising within him.

"Today, I will see for myself just how unbeatable he is."

The next second, Wang Xiaolong directly pulled out his gun.

Seeing this, Zhao Geng and the other man both grew serious, but did not intervene.

Against such a formidable opponent, if it were them, they would either recruit him or eliminate the threat completely.

Moreover, this mysterious master’s arrival made them wary.

Though there were constant frictions among them, they all had a clear understanding of each other, coexisting within the Martial World.

But when faced with an outsider, a fierce dragon, the local Martial World inhabitants would naturally band together.

After all, there were bonds of mutual interest among them, and this delicate balance would not allow an outsider to disrupt it.

Zhang Yang clapped his hands, just beginning to feel smug, when suddenly his hairs stood on end and a chilling premonition came over him.

Then, Zhang Yang abruptly looked up to see the dark muzzle of the gun aimed at him, and he too narrowed his eyes, becoming extremely cautious.

"What, can’t win so you resort to dirty tricks?" Zhang Yang mocked.

Wang Xiaolong sneered, "Kid, I’ll give you one more chance. If you kneel down now and admit your mistake, I can let bygones be bygones."

"In addition, from now on you’ll be a brother of mine, Wang Xiaolong."

Clearly, Wang Xiaolong was impressed by Zhang Yang’s abilities, considering that even the Eight Great Vajra of the Azure Dragon Association had been defeated by him, making it worth their while to recruit him at all costs.

Zhao Geng and the man beside him exchanged a glance, both somewhat serious.

If Wang Xiaolong really succeeded in recruiting him, then the Azure Dragon Association would truly have gained a great general.

Liu Neng and Guo Xingyu, not far away, had been utterly dumbfounded the whole time.

Especially Liu Neng, who was also a member of the Azure Dragon Association. He was keenly aware of the might of the Eight Great Vajra and never expected them to lose to Zhang Yang.

At this moment, Liu Neng almost regretted his actions to the core, wondering what kind of entity he had provoked.

He also wished he could immediately kill Guo Xingyu, his cousin; if it weren’t for this bastard, he wouldn’t have offended Zhang Yang.

If Zhang Yang agreed, he would definitely be part of the Azure Dragon Association’s upper echelons. Then, to curry favor with Zhang Yang, the Association would surely take him out to appease Zhang Yang.

His only hope now was that Zhang Yang would not agree, but how could that be possible?

Pointed at by a gun, anyone but a fool would agree.

However, the next second, Liu Neng heard Zhang Yang bluntly refusing.

"I’m not interested in joining any cliques with you guys."

"And, I don’t like people like you. As they say in the Martial World, ’Different paths do not make fellow travelers.’

Liu Neng instantly felt like Zhang Yang’s words were music to his ears, so pleasant to hear. He actually refused, truly refused, and it was such a relief.

However, Wang Xiaolong couldn’t be happy, having drawn his gun and all, only for Zhang Yang to still refuse to give face.

"Zhang Yang, do you really not value your life, or do you think I don’t dare to shoot you dead?"

Zhang Yang shrugged. "I just think that your toy might not necessarily be able to kill me. If you don’t believe it, you can give it a try."

"What did you say?" Wang Xiaolong could hardly believe his own ears.

Could this guy be a fool? No matter how powerful his kung fu was, could it really beat a bullet?

Immediately, he was so furious he laughed, "Very well, it’s been a long time since someone has underestimated me like this. Since that’s the case, there’s nothing more to say."

Just as Wang Xiaolong was about to act, a sound of high heels clicking approached, and then a cold rebuke followed.

"If he suffers even a single scratch, I’ll have the Azure Dragon Association buried with him."