Strongest Medical Saint

Fei Chao was stunned for a moment.

Gazing at Shen Feng with a mask inside the No. 1 VIP room, a mocking smile crept onto his lips, "Does knocking really matter? You should be worrying about your own situation, because you're about to meet King Yama."

Gu Tianhua, who followed behind Fei Chao, sneered, "Aren't you rich? Weren't you acting all mighty just now? Unwilling to relinquish the Bronze Furnace to me? In the end, I will get my hands on the Bronze Furnace, and you will be reporting to Yama's Palace."

The door of the No. 1 VIP room was wide open.

Ji Yunhan and Gu Qingshan, along with others, had their eyes all focused on it.

He Kun shouted, "Fei Chao, don't waste time on this sort of person, let Gu Tianhua decapitate him sooner rather than later."

Uncle Zhong and Ji Yunhan genuinely pitied the likes of He Kun and Fei Chao. Although they weren't clear on the exact strength of Senior Shen, they knew dealing with He Kun and Fei Chao would be a piece of cake for him.

Shen Feng played with the Medicine Cauldron in his hand, "You can't even knock on the door; it seems your arms are useless too."

Fei Chao saw the masked man continuously putting on a mysterious facade. Did he really think he could bluff him with this?

Gu Tianhua said disdainfully, "Pretending to be calm, death is upon you, and here you are still playing garlic!"

Fei Chao glanced at Gu Tianhua and said, "I will make it so he can't move, and you can cut off his head any way you please."

Having said that,

Fei Chao stepped into the No. 1 VIP room, while Gu Tianhua, with a vicious glare, followed closely behind Fei Chao.

Shen Feng shook his head and said calmly, "You have no understanding of manners."

Fei Chao was about to step forward and charge at Shen Feng.

Right after Shen Feng spoke, he casually swung his right arm.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!" Two sounds.

Fei Chao only felt a pain in his arms and paused mid-step. When he looked down, he couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Ah!"

His two arms had inexplicably fallen off, as if chopped by a sharp blade.

Blood gushed from the stumps of his arms.

Having lost both arms suddenly, Fei Chao was utterly dumbfounded, with severe pain distorting his expression grotesquely.

What just happened?

Right, the man in the mask seemed to, seemed to have swung his arm just now, right? Then his arms fell off!

It must have been the masked man playing tricks.

But Fei Chao was an authentic Acquired State third-level powerhouse. How could he have not sensed any imminent danger just now?

How exactly did the man in the mask chop off his arms?

Gu Tianhua, who was behind Fei Chao, upon seeing Fei Chao's arms suddenly drop, spattering blood all over the place, was instantly struck with terror, the maliciousness fading from his face leaving no trace, his legs trembling nonstop, completely clueless as to what just happened.

As the door to the No. 1 VIP room was wide open, people in the outside auction hall also witnessed the scene inside.

Except for Uncle Zhong and Ji Yunhan, who were not surprised, the rest were completely frozen in place.

Fei Chao, enduring the pain, tried to leave the VIP room immediately. With both arms dropping abruptly, his heart filled with fear, and he dared not linger,

just as he took a step back.

Shen Feng's voice rang out again, "Heaven gave you legs to walk, not to kick doors. Since you refuse to walk properly, then I think you won't need to walk on legs anymore."

After hearing Shen Feng's words, Fei Chao turned to flee in terror.

But as he took a step forward, he suddenly fell to the ground, intense pain shooting through his legs.

When he looked back, all he saw were his legs standing quietly in their place, while his body had already separated from them.

His eyes bulged with pain and his complexion turned deathly pale, until he finally fainted away.

Shen Feng said indifferently, "Remember to mind your manners next time."

Even if Gu Tianhua had the brains of a pig, he could guess that all of this was the doing of the man in the mask before him. He had thought that with Fei Chao's help, they could easily take Shen Feng's head to vent their anger, but the plot had spiraled completely out of control. This was not the script he had envisioned!

Gu Tianhua's heart was pounding violently, his legs failed to support him, and he too collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Shen Feng stand up from his chair, Gu Tianhua desperately crawled away with his hands, too scared to even stand up.

In the auction hall, He Kun snapped back to reality, realizing they had kicked an iron plate—a figure from the Martial Arts World too, with far superior strength.

At that moment,

He Kun felt an urge to kill Gu Tianhua, who had brought about this entire situation.

If it weren't for Gu Tianhua, they would not have laid hands on the person in VIP room number one.

He Kun hurriedly said with utmost respect, "Senior, we were blind and failed to recognize a great person. Please show mercy this once."

Shen Feng, who stepped out of the VIP room number one, turned his gaze to He Kun and said lightly, "Interesting. If I were just an ordinary person, you would have already taken my head by now, wouldn't you?"

Shen Feng looked at Gu Tianhua, who was scrambling desperately forward, and casually snapped his fingers.

"Crack!" sounded a noise.

Gu Tianhua, who was crawling on the ground, suddenly found his head falling off his neck.

Gu Qingshan, seeing his son die like this, had his eyes bulging more and more, a raging fury burning in his heart, yet he couldn't move a step forward.

Seeing that Shen Feng didn't intend to hold back, He Kun knew that today's plan was doomed to fail and that he was no match for Shen Feng.

He Kun pulled out a piece of Talisman Paper from his chest.

He bit his finger, mumbling incantations.

Then he violently threw the Talisman Paper towards Shen Feng and as it burst in mid-air, a fireball no more than half a meter in diameter hurled towards Shen Feng. Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Shen Feng frowned.

A Fireball Talisman?

Who would have thought that people on Earth still knew how to craft a Fireball Talisman? But this Fireball Talisman was pretty shoddy, wasn't it?

It doesn't even qualify as a regular Fireball Talisman, requiring such a complicated method to activate, not to mention comparing it with the Fireball Talismans modified by Shen Feng.

Shen Feng then took out the Fireball Talisman he had crafted earlier, casually tossing it towards He Kun, "Fireball Talisman, I have one too."

He Kun, who had been preparing to flee, saw Shen Feng throw a piece of paper and dismissed it entirely.

He knew that Talismans needed to be activated; how could a casually thrown scrap of paper be a Talisman? Ridiculously absurd.

But the next second,

He was no longer laughing, only feeling the temperature around him rising rapidly.

After Shen Feng's Fireball Talisman turned into a ray of light and exploded in the air, four massive fireballs with diameters of about one meter suddenly condensed in mid-air and ferociously charged towards He Kun.

He Kun's measly fireball, less than half a meter in size, was instantly devoured by Shen Feng's four massive fireballs.

As the gigantic fireballs closed in, He Kun felt as if his clothes were about to ignite, and he dashed out of the auction hall without looking back.