My Dreamy Doctor Chapter 531-532

 Chapter 531

Before they could say anything, Zhong Wuqi handed them the two cups of brown sugar soy milk he had just bought.


        "How many times have I told you guys?"


        "No matter what you encounter, you have to deal with it calmly."


        "Drink the soya milk first."


        For the first half of his life, Zhong Wuqi spent all his time on martial arts.


        After becoming the master of the Cold Mountain Sect, he spent most of his time, on the other hand, running the sect with the intention of dominating the East.


        Although he was not married, the disciples under his sect were, to him, his family and his children and grandchildren.


        Thinking about it in this way, Zhong Wuqi's heart had a vague feeling that something was not right.


        After the two disciples had finished drinking all the bean milk, one of them spoke up and said, "Master, Third and Sixth Senior Uncles have had their arms and legs broken!"


        "What!?"


        No matter how cultured he was, no matter how good-hearted he was.


        Zhong Wuqi's pupils still plummeted when he heard the news.


        His third and sixth senior brothers' strength, although not as strong as his, were both Grand Masters.


        Both of them had their arms and legs broken at the same time, what did that mean?


        Someone was trying to destroy his sect!


        Zhong Wuqi hurriedly took his two disciples and drove away in a hurry.


        The old lady selling soy milk, looking at the car that sped away, couldn't help but say, "I didn't think that I would be so accurate in my words."


        "It looks like I can change my profession to telling people's fortunes at the City God Temple in a few days."


        Quickly!


        Hurry up!


        Zhong Wuqi kept urging his disciples to increase the throttle and rush back to Cold Mountain.


        At this moment, Cold Mountain.


        Four middle-aged men wearing different coloured clothes were standing in the hall of the Cold Mountain Gate.


        These four men, respectively, were Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning.


        They were quadruplet brothers, surnamed Jiang.


        They looked very similar and were about the same size.


        What was even more surprising, and even frightening, was that each of them released an extremely powerful aura.


        Grand Patriarch!


        These four were all Grand Masters of exceptional strength!


        At this moment, all of the experts of Cold Mountain had gathered in the hall.


        Zhong Zheng, the deputy sect master, had been severely injured and was sitting on a chair in a dishevelled spirit.


        The disciples under the sect, as well as the elders of the sect, protected him in a group.


        Among the four middle-aged men, Jiang Lei, who was dressed in red, was the elder brother.


        He took two steps forward and let out an explosive shout.


        "You sons of bitches!"


        "If you still want to live, kneel down and kowtow now and beg for mercy."


        "Otherwise, don't blame the four of us brothers for being ungracious!"


        Although the Cold Mountain disciples were already weak, not a single one of them knelt down and begged for mercy.


        At this moment, every one of them had a resolute, generous and heroic stance of death on their faces!


        One of the young disciples had his hands clenched tightly in fists.


        He glared at the four Jiang brothers in front of him and let out a furious roar, "You four dog thieves."


        "What kind of heroes are you to take advantage of our Sect Leader's absence and use underhanded tactics to force us to surrender?"


        "If you have the guts, wait for our master to return!"


        "When our Sect Leader returns, you four will be dead!"


        Jiang Lei snorted coldly.


        In the blink of an eye, he threw a punch.


        His fist was swift and fierce.


        With an extremely harsh aura, it ruthlessly smashed into the young disciple's chest.


        "Ka-ching!"


        With the sound of bones shattering, the young disciple's body, at once, burst open.


        Death!


        A young life, just like that, had been taken away with ease.


        Jiang Lei stood proudly!


        His aura was frenzied!


        The cry was like thunder!


        Every word that came out was like thunder exploding in the ears of the crowd.


        "Since you all want to die, I'll make it happen for you!"


Chapter 532

Just as the words fell, Jiang Lei rolled a rolling wave of Qi and took the lead to kill Vice Sect Master Zhong Zheng!


        "Protect the Vice Sect Master."


        The Cold Mountain disciples were like moths to a flame even though they knew they were going to die!


        They used their flesh and blood to resist Jiang Lei's swift fists!


        With every swing of Jiang Lei's fist, one of the Cold Mountain disciples was seriously injured or killed!


        In the blink of an eye, Jiang Lei's fist had arrived!


        Zhong Zheng fought for his last breath, bouncing off his chair and rising to the ground to fight Jiang Lei to the death!


        "Bang!"


        "Bang!"


        "Bang!"


        In the end, Zhong Zheng was no match for Jiang Lei.


        He was struck by a punch to the chest, and his whole body smashed backwards against the wall.


        "Vice Sect Master!"


        The Cold Mountain disciples cried out in shock.


        It was too strong, just too strong!


        In front of these four men, they had no ability to fight at all!


        This was the true Grand Master!


        In front of them, everything was a molehill!


        "Hahahahaha!"


        Jiang Lei let out a wild laugh.


        "A tiny Cold Mountain, how dare it presume to dominate the East."


        "From today onwards, Cold Mountain will be removed from the Jianghu!"


        The powerful shocking force forced every body and mind to start trembling!


        It's over!


        Despair surfaced on the faces of all the people!


        They no longer had the courage to resist, such a powerful opponent.


        They could only lean together one by one.


        Waiting for death!


        "Who dares to destroy my Cold Mountain!?"


        Just at this moment, a furious shout from Zhong Wuqi came from outside the mountain gate.


        Zhong Wuqi was clearly still a long way away.


        However, his voice penetrated everyone's ear canal.


        The moment they heard Zhong Wuqi's voice, it was as if the Cold Mountain Sect people suddenly came back to life.


        Each and every one of them clenched their fists tightly.


        Everyone cried out in their hearts: the Sect Leader has returned!


        The four brothers of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning turned around at the same time.


        In the blink of an eye, a black shadow suddenly flashed into view.


        Zhong Wuqi!


        The Cold Mountain Sect Leader!


        At this moment, he was like an indestructible stone monument.


        He stood proudly in the courtyard.


        A powerful aura instantly spread out.


        The four brothers of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, who were originally arrogant, had their faces slightly changed.


        Jiang Lei took a half step forward and said with a frown, "You are Zhong Wuqi?"


        "Not bad."


        Zhong Wuqi tilted his head slightly.


        Inside the eyes that looked at Jiang Lei, there was a hint of disdain.


        At the same time there was also a touch of anger.


        "You four rat bastards, how dare you take advantage of my absence to sneakily attack my Cold Mountain."


        "It's the four of you who will die today!"


        At once, Zhong Wu Qi struck out.


        Facing four Grand Masters at the same time!


        Zhong Wuqi was razor-sharp and undaunted!


        His fists were as fast as lightning and as swift as the wind!


        "Bang!"


        "Bang!"


        "Bang!"


        "Bang!"


        In a flash, five figures were weaving in and out of the courtyard.


        The sound of clashing in the air was incessant.


        Zhong Wuqi was fighting the four great masters all by himself.


        Instead of falling behind, he was getting braver and braver.


        At this moment, the disciples of the entire Cold Mountain Sect cheered.


        This was their Sect Master!


        This was their master!


        Normally, although Zhong Wuqi was very strict with the disciples under his sect, there were many complaints from the disciples in private.


        But at this moment, all of them had their hearts set on Zhong Wuqi.


        Zhong Wu Qi was the brightest light in their eyes.


        It was their hope for survival.


        More so, it was their pride, their pride!


        "Paiyun Palm!"


        It appeared!


        The Grand Master level Paiyun Palm!


        This move was a basic move that a disciple of the Cold Mountain Sect had to learn for initiation.


        But in Zhong Wuqi's hands.


        But in Zhong Wuqi's hand, it had transformed into a thousand things!


        This is the real Paiyun Palm!


        While the disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect were cheering one after another, the four brothers of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning were also terrified by the fight.


        They were also Grand Masters, why was the gap between each other, so great!