The Luckiest Dumb Doctor
Chapter 741 - Chapter 741 Chapter 741 One Slash_1

Chapter 741: Chapter 741: One Slash_1 Chapter 741: Chapter 741: One Slash_1 She was so anxious that tears were nearly spilling over. “Barry, be careful!”

Christopher Dean waved his hand and shouted, “Take him down!”

“Yes!”

Over a dozen Martial Way experts, five of them Grandmasters, cried out in unison, their aura of killing intent so intense that it sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.

The temperature around them seemed to drop significantly.

“Ah, if only you had agreed to the Dean Family earlier, it wouldn’t have come to this.”

“It’s self-inflicted, can’t live through their own folly!”

“Agreeing to Healington would also work, such a pity for an alchemist.”

The crowd shook their heads and sighed, convinced that Greg Jensen was done for. Elder Hu and Christopher Dean didn’t take it too seriously either.

A mere alchemist, no matter how skilled in combat, how strong could he be?

“Kill!”

A Grandmaster charged forward, throwing a punch through the air.

Boom!

True Qi rolled into a violent wind, forming a mass of shadows as it struck towards Greg Jensen.

The other Martial Way masters also launched their attacks at that moment.

For a brief period, the overwhelming attacks, like the maw of a beast, threatened to devour Greg Jensen.

Kiara Rees gripped her little fists tightly, her heart already lodged in her throat.

Elder Hu, Christopher Dean, and others bore cold smirks, as if victory was already in their hands.

Boom!

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted.

The piercing gleam of a blade, filled with endless sharpness, exploded amidst the barrage of attacks.

Immediately after, a tall figure was seen walking out slowly, holding a long sword, exuding an intense chill from head to toe.

Those dozens of Martial Way masters had lost their lives in that single stroke of radiant light.

Silence fell.

The entire venue descended into a deathly stillness.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at Greg Jensen with faces awash in disbelief.

“A single person killed over a dozen Martial Way experts, and with just one move, how… how is that possible?”

“Isn’t he an alchemist? How can he have such impressive fighting skills?”

In people’s minds, alchemists were typically frail and not high-levelled in their realms, hence their combat skills were usually mediocre.

Yet, Greg Jensen completely shattered their perceptions with his solitary might.

Ashley Dean’s face was a picture of shock, her mouth open wide enough to swallow an egg.

Ashley Dean couldn’t have imagined that Greg Jensen would be this formidable.

Seeing the man covered in blood, fear crept into her heart, and her legs started to shake.

“Are you at the Entry Path Realm?” Christopher Dean asked with a heavy expression.

He thought Greg Jensen was just an alchemist, but it turned out the man was also a grandmaster of the Entry Path Realm.

“Entry Path Realm? What’s that?” Greg Jensen asked with disdain, shaking his head.

Christopher Dean’s heart tensed, and he said sternly, “Boy, there’s still time to hand over the Elixir Prescription, otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Greg Jensen responded with a cold face, “You’ve already been ruthless, why waste words?”

“Boy, courting death!”

Christopher Dean’s face turned icy as he waved his hand, a palm attack launching through the air. Countless vapors gathered, transforming into layers of cloud and mist, sweeping toward Greg Jensen.

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers instinctively retreated dozens of meters, exclamations of shock rising from the crowd.

“The Dean Family Head has personally made a move!”

“What is this…”

“This is Christopher Dean’s signature move, the Cloud-Dispersing Palm. As a Martial Way practitioner who has entered the path, every movement he makes is in harmony with nature’s spiritual energy, which also makes his Cloud-Dispersing Palm even more powerful.”

“Yes, over the years, who knows how many famous experts have died under his Cloud-Dispersing Palm.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? I think that guy surnamed Wolfe should also be a Martial Way practitioner who has entered the path.”

“Hehe, not all who have entered the path are the same.”

“That’s right, Christopher Dean is a long-famed expert who, on his own, has dominated Danu. What’s Wolfe worth?”

“Just a lad who has not even grown all his hair yet, and he’s thinking of fighting Christopher Dean?”

“So you’re saying… Wolfe is as good as dead?”

“Christopher Dean started with his Cloud-Dispersing Palm; clearly, he has no intention of sparing Wolfe’s life.”

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Kiara Rees was extremely tense, while Sloane Rees beside her was exceedingly smug.

In her view, with her uncle personally taking action, that man surnamed Wolfe was doomed beyond doubt.

Then, the Elixir Prescription would belong to the Dean Family, and from then on, Kiara Rees would surely not dare to oppose her anymore.

Bitch!

You think finding an Alchemist as your backing means you’re safe?

Sloane Rees sneered secretly to herself and glanced at Kiara Rees derisively, her lips curving into a cold smirk.

Meanwhile, as he watched the layers of clouds attack him, Greg Jensen, as if it was nothing, held his Sword in one hand and casually swung it out.

Puff!

The formless clouds were like a torn sack, split into two by the blade’s edge.

And Greg Jensen continued as if strolling leisurely in a garden, with ease, as though he had done something trivial.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

“This… he easily resolved Christopher Dean’s offensive? What realm is this kid at exactly?”

“Christopher Dean has been in the path for many years; Wolfe’s realm couldn’t possibly be higher than Dean’s, could it?”

“Hard to say, it was so easy for him; maybe he really is at a higher realm than Christopher Dean.”

The speaker themselves seemed not quite convinced, shaking their head in confusion and muttering:

“No way, he’s so young, how could his realm be higher than Christopher Dean’s? Did Christopher Dean hold back just now?”

Everyone was puzzled.

Christopher Dean too was dumbfounded; he had not held back with his Cloud-Dispersing Palm just now–that’s because he intended to outright kill Barry Wolfe.

Yet, he had not expected that Wolfe’s strength would be so formidable that he would break his Cloud-Dispersing Palm with a single strike.

“It seems I underestimated your strength!”

With a grim face, Christopher Dean said coldly, “But this time, you won’t be so lucky.”

Before the words had finished, he stamped his foot and, like a cannonball shot from its barrel, he charged toward Greg Jensen.

Before he even arrived, swaths of clouds attacked.

Using the clouds to hide himself, Christopher Dean planned to suddenly burst through and deliver a lethal blow to Greg Jensen.

However, while his plan sounded perfect, reality was significantly different.

Though the clouds could perfectly conceal his form, they could not escape the detection of Divine Sense.

Christopher Dean was completely unaware of this, still feeling proud of his strategy. But just as he was about to emerge from the clouds, a sword-light suddenly broke through all obstacles, shooting towards him like a bolt of lightning.

At first, he didn’t take it seriously and dodged to the side. However, the sword-light, as if it were a persistent sickness, clung to him relentlessly.

Wolfe can see me?

How is that possible?

Christopher Dean was startled, but at that moment, there was no time for further thought. The layers of clouds he had just unleashed had already been sliced apart by the sword-light.

Just as the sword-light was about to pierce his body, he narrowly dodged away from his vital points, leaving the Sword of Coagulated Frost to pierce a transparent hole in his shoulder.

But the sword-light, that he could not dodge at all…