450: C450 Shocking People

C450 Shocking People

The shocking crowd.

Zhang Xing transferred two Dragon Qi into Mo Erte's brain and slowly guided it into his meridians.

An hour later, the two broken pieces of combat power connected and started circulating.

The death Qi on Mo Erte's face had disappeared, but it was still pale.

His body could already receive the signal in his brain, and he tried to move his finger.

His senses weren't very strong when he was seriously injured, but he could clearly sense that he could move now.

He blinked, moved his eyes, and snorted.

He was sure that he could regain control of his body, and the extra energy in his body was still repairing his damaged meridians.

Mo Erte was so excited that he cried. Over the past month, when he saw that Ao Deli was at a loss and couldn't find a solution, he was so anxious that he shouted countless times in his heart, I have gone mad from cultivating!

However, other than himself, no one else could hear him. As the days passed, his body became weaker and weaker, and he gave up on the desire to live and was ready to die.

However, he never expected that at the moment when his life was about to disappear, the godly doctor would descend from the sky, and he was even a descendant of the Dwarf. He was simply overjoyed.

"Calm down, don't be agitated!"

Zhang Xing said faintly.

Mo Erte immediately calmed himself down, like a strange baby who had done something wrong. He closed his eyes and did not dare to let his thoughts run wild.

The room was extremely quiet. Other than the faint sound of breathing, he could not hear anything else.

Ao Deli stared at everything in front of him, not daring to believe his eyes.

The others had also forgotten everything. They stared blankly at Mo Erte, whose breathing was uniform and whose face was becoming redder and redder.

Another ten minutes passed. Zhang Xing retracted his palm and stood up.

"President Morte is fine, but his body is a little weak. He can take his time to recover."

Mo Erte opened his eyes. His beard was trembling with excitement. He rolled over and got down on one knee. He straightened his right chest and said, "Thank you, sir Zhang Kong, for saving my life. Please accept my bow."

Zhang Xing did not stop him. He faced him calmly with an unfathomable attitude.

"Get up. We are all from the same clan. There is no reason for us to leave you to die."

Mo Erte stood up respectfully and sensed again. The special combat power in his body had disappeared.

He was extremely shocked in his heart. This clansman called Zhang Kong seemed to be in his forties, but his cultivation level was unfathomable.

One had to know that using combat power to save an Advanced Battle-Emperor was not something that anyone could do.

Even people of the same level did not dare to use combat power to treat his opponent. If one was not careful, not only would the person who was saved die, but the person who saved him would also have his or her combat power thrown into disorder. The lighter the injury, the heavier the injury.

Zhang Kong only used an hour to cure him. Who... Who is this person?

He looked at Zhang Xing carefully again. He was completely unfamiliar to him, and had no impression of him at all.

In other words, he wasn't a member of the Wanwu Empire. He knew all of the powerful clan members in the Empire.

"Sir Ao Deli, what else do you have to say?"

Zhang Xing looked over calmly.0

Ao Deli was shocked, but he also wanted to see how Zhang Xing did it. Doctors were as curious as others. He wanted to observe what he did not understand. The benefits were great.

Perhaps the inspiration would greatly improve his medical skills.

However, he did not see anything. Zhang Xing just put one hand on the other's wrist and sat there motionlessly. After half an hour, he was cured.

He guessed that it might be using combat power to treat the president, but he had never seen such a calm treatment method.

Everyone was sweating profusely. They were steaming. After finishing, they still had to swallow Pills to meditate and recover for a while.

How could it be so easy?

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