Strongest Medical Saint

"Old Ding, don't you go too far, you..."

Before Cai Chunlong could finish his sentence, Ding Tianhu interrupted: "Old Cai, this won't do, relax, I know my own strength, when did your security company lower its standards? Look at his small frame. You must let your men build courage. Have you forgotten how we made it through back then?"

Cai Chunlong got up from the ground and shouted, "Can you let me finish speaking?"

"This is Mr. Shen, and he is not one of my men."

"Mr. Shen's strength is far above mine, you don't want to bite off more than you can chew, it would be better for you to stay aside."

After hearing Cai Chunlong's words, Ding Tianhu was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Old Cai, you're really poor at lying. This kid's strength far surpasses yours?"

Then, he turned to the people from Hell Training Camp and asked, "Do you believe what Old Cai said? According to him, this kid could take me down in one move?"

The members of Hell Training Camp all let out a loud laugh together.

"Instructor Ding, please allow me to spar with this master. I've hit a bottleneck recently and can't improve my strength in any aspect. I believe with guidance from this master, I will have an epiphany."

A member of Hell Training Camp stepped forward, a highly mocking smirk on his face.

Li Jianming, the best in terms of martial skills among all the members of Hell Training Camp, could now withstand a hundred moves from Ding Tianhu.

Forget it.

Ding Tianhu still wanted to give Cai Chunlong some face, so he said, "Old Cai, since this brother is a master, then letting him give instructions to the good-for-nothing fellows in the camp shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Cai Chunlong flatly refused, "Master Shen is going to the nearby Mass Grave, his trip with me was purely coincidental."

"Old Cai, show me some respect, Master Shen is my father's life-saving benefactor."

Ding Tianhu, seeing that Cai Chunlong even brought out his own father, was getting more and more absurd as he spoke, "Going to Mass Grave can wait, after this master has given instructions to the camp's failures, I will personally take you there."

"Unless you, Old Cai, admit that he is just someone from your company. Stop trying to bluff me. Bending the knee won't kill you."

In the midst of Ding Tianhu's speech.

Li Jianming took it upon himself to rush toward Shen Feng, "Kid, don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

Ding Tianhu spread his hands and said, "Old Cai, I'm powerless here, my men just have such characters."

Cai Chunlong shook his head and said sternly, "Old Ding, I hope you can still smile later."

Facing Li Jianming charging towards him.

Shen Feng's face remained expressionless, he didn't intend to waste Spiritual Energy on an ordinary person.

After Li Jianming drew near, Shen Feng rapidly moved his feet, his speed surpassing Li Jianming's expectations, causing all his attacks to miss completely.

Shen Feng then reached out and grabbed Li Jianming's collar, gave a hard toss, and Li Jianming was thrown through the air.

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If Shen Feng hadn't held back, Li Jianming would have died right then and there.

Even so, Li Jianming still felt terribly uncomfortable, his head buzzing. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. What kind of monstrous strength was this, to toss him through the air like that?

Li Jianming's face turned beet red, his cheeks burning with pain. He had said he would let Shen Feng last a few more moves, but he was completely outclassed in front of Shen Feng.

Ding Tianhu's expression froze, and after a moment of stupor, he then showed excitement, "Old Cai, it seems you really didn't lie to me, that spar just now doesn't count. As long as this master can last a minute under the attack from all of us, then it's considered your win."

Finished speaking,

not waiting for Cai Chunlong to answer, Ding Tianhu dashed towards Shen Feng like an arrow.

Facing the deft moves of Shen Feng just now, his fighting spirit was wholly ignited. He couldn't control the desire to fight within his heart.

The members of the Hell Training Camp also surged forward in a crowd.

Cai Chunlong's expression changed slightly. Both Ding Tianhu and his camp's members were exceptionally skilled. Could Mr. Shen hold on for a minute?

Recalling how he was instantly defeated by Shen Feng, in his heart, he became more certain that with Mr. Shen's strength, lasting for a minute would absolutely be no problem.

In this moment,

Ding Tianhu was already closing in.

Faced with Ding Tianhu's punching attack, Shen Feng gently slapped with his hand.

There was a "slap!" sound.

Ding Tianhu felt as if the fist that was struck was about to shatter, then, he felt himself lifted off the ground.

Shen Feng grabbed his clothes and flung, and like the others, he too was thrown through the air.

Afterward, Shen Feng was like a wolf among sheep, and the Hell Training Camp's members couldn't even touch the hem of his clothing.

Shen Feng's movements were simple, but his speed kept increasing.

Watching the members of the Hell Training Camp being thrown out one after another, eventually lying on the ground groaning in pain,

Ding Tianhu was completely stunned.

When the last member was thrown out, he looked at the stopwatch, fifty-nine seconds, not even a minute had passed.

Originally, if Shen Feng could withstand their attacks for a minute, he would win.

They were the hunters, and Shen Feng was the prey.

But as it turned out, they didn't even last a full minute in Shen Feng's hands! The roles of hunter and prey were reversed.

Wasn't this level of strength defying the heavens?

How could such a young guy possess such beastly strength?

Ding Tianhu's fist that was slapped by Shen Feng was still sore with pain, as Shen Feng had remained nonchalant from beginning to end. It seemed he hadn't even used his real strength, how demoralizing! Hell Training Camp was famous within the military of Huaxia Country, and yet here, wiped out by a single man, Shen Feng?

Ding Tianhu had also witnessed firsthand the fight between Cai Chunlong and that middle-aged man many years ago. He had always wished for the day to defeat that middle-aged man to avenge his brother. In his eyes, the strength of that middle-aged man was incomparably formidable.

Yet now, after witnessing Shen Feng's strength, he thought that middle-aged man was nothing special after all.

Ding Tianhu swallowed hard, realizing Cai Chunlong hadn't lied—the truth was, Shen Feng indeed was a master, and even more, a master to be looked up to by them.

Cai Chunlong was equally dumbfounded. He had not expected Master Shen to defeat Ding Tianhu and all of the Hell Training Camp's people within a minute? Before, being instantly taken down by Shen Feng, he could only estimate Shen Feng's strength in his heart, but he had no idea it was unimaginably powerful.

A profoundly bitter taste filled his heart as he finally understood that when he had been defeated in an instant before, Master Shen had still held back.

Shen Feng looked at Ding Tianhu lying on the ground and asked, "Can I go to Mass Grave now?"

Recovering his wits, Ding Tianhu hurriedly said, "Of course, you can go, of course, you can. I will take you and Old Cai to Mass Grave immediately."