Chapter 8: My Apprentice is the Divine Doctor

irst." Chen Yi gave a wry smile and said.With the card counting techniques he had learned, as long as he drew cards first, he could also draw the biggest spade!He has already lost three games in a row...Tang Xiaorou was overjoyed. 。

To her surprise, she achieved her goal so quickly. 。"I, we're leaving now!" Tang Xiaorou said with shining eyes. 。Fang Yu, however, shook his head and said, "No rush, I don't want to skip class." 。"Even if you're sleeping at your desk in class, what's wrong with skipping Besides, we can just take a leave." 。"Tang Xiaorou said urgently," 。Due to her excitement, a slight flush appeared on her cheeks. 。"You're right, I'm a little tired so let me take a break first." 。After that, Fang Yu lay down on the table. 。Tang Xiaorou was both angry and helpless. 。

For the whole morning, Fang Yu lay asleep on the table as if nothing had happened. 。Many students in the class were still thinking that He Donglin's father would come looking for them, but after four classes, there was not a single sound. 。Even Huang Hai didn't mention what happened this morning during class, as if nothing had occurred at all. 。Then, the students in the class looked at Fang Yu with different eyes. 。Being able to sit at the same table with Miss Tang, and at the same time beat up He Donglin without any punishment...

Before, they thought Fang Yu was an introverted and solitary person, but now it seems that Fang Yu's silence might be because he doesn't consider himself on their level. 。After school, Tang Xiaorou was afraid that Fang Yu would slip away, so she directly reached out and grabbed Fang Yu's arm. 。Don't forget what you promised me this morning. 。Tang Xiaorou said 。Let go of her hand, don't let anyone misunderstand. 。Fang Yu immediately reminded. 。Tang Xiaorou's face flushed, biting her red lips and letting go of his hand. 。This jerk! He's acting like he was cheated just because I lightly grabbed his arm! He's not a man at all!

Tang Xiaorou cursed Fang Yu thousands of times in her heart. 。Two people left the classroom, one after the other, maintaining a safe distance from each other, and walked out of school. 。As soon as Fang Yu stepped out of school, he felt hostile stares. 。Across the street, a van was parked, with several burly thugs standing in front of it smoking. Two of them grinned when they saw Fang Yu. 。These hooligans are obviously He Wencheng's men. 。Tang Xiaorou also noticed the group of hooligans on the opposite side of the road who were obviously up to no good. 。She turned to walk beside Fang Yu and said, "I'll have Fourth Uncle drive these people away." 。"Fourth Uncle" Fang Yu asked. 。"Just ahead" 。Tang Xiaorou pointed to a black Mercedes-Benz parked by the school gate. 。"Uncle Si is my grandfather's adopted son, named Tang Si. He's in charge of protecting my personal safety now." 。"Tang Xiaorou walked and said," 。Soon, the two walked to the Mercedes. 。A middle-aged man with a noticeable burn scar on his left cheek got out of the driver's seat. 。At a single glance, Fang Yu knew that this person was also a cultivator, with a cultivation level at the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Stage. 。In today's terms, that would be a congenital martial artist. 。

Tang Si was also looking at Fang Yu. 。"Uncle Si, over there..." Tang Xiaorou walked forward and said a few words to Tang Si. 。Tang Si nodded and walked directly towards the van, approaching the group of thugs. 。Those hooligans were still arrogant, pointing at Fang Yu and waving their iron rods, as if they wanted to beat up Tang Si along with him. 。But then, Tang Si said a few words, and the faces of those hooligans immediately turned pale. They bowed to Tang Si and apologized before hurriedly leaving in a minivan. 。"Your fourth uncle should be pretty tough, right" Fang Yu asked Tang Xiaorou who was sitting beside him in the car. 。"Of course, my Uncle Four is a certified Innate Eighth-Rank martial artist of the Martial Artists Association!" Tang Xiaorou said with a hint of pride. 。"Oh So this congenital martial artist is also divided into stages" Fang Yu was a little surprised. 。"That's right, innate martial artists are divided into twelve levels. Those who reach eight levels or above are considered outstanding." 。"Twelve levels and above... those are the truly powerful masters of martial arts. When I was a child, I even shook hands with an ancient master renowned throughout the Jiangnan region!" Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes sparkled with pride. 。That is to say, a congenital warrior is equivalent to the Qi Condensation Stage, one segment is equivalent to one layer. 。While a martial arts master should be equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage after the Qi Refinement stage. 。Then, I am now a congenital warrior with 9,832 segments That sounds pretty impressive. 。Fang Yu thought to himself: 。Tang Si came back and sat in the driver's seat, starting the car. 。。"This is the disciple of the Medicine God we met in the northwest last time. His name is Fang Yu, and he's now a classmate of mine." 。Tang Xiaorou introduced. 。“It won't be long.” 。"Fang Yu added," 。"Oh You are the apprentice of the God of Medicine, Xia Xiu" Tang Si raised an eyebrow slightly, a little surprised. 。In his eyes, Fang Yu was ordinary in every way, both in temperament and otherwise. 。nd saw the huge crater that appeared in front of him due to the explosion of the Jindan. His eyes flickered.He lowered his head, looking at the tattered clothes on his body. He shook his head and stoo...