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Chapter 844

Words:2848Update:22/07/09 07:38:12

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After joking with the little sister, Yang Fan quickly began to personally treat his disciples.

To be honest, he had been looking forward to this day for who knows how long.

In order to smoothly gain a little more sect experience, sometimes he even had the thought of covering his face and violently beating up these smurfs.

First, he would beat up his disciples until they were seriously injured, then take out the mentality of a benevolent teacher and a loving father to care for and treat them, taking the opportunity to gain a good impression and sect experience. Just thinking about it was very exciting.

It was just a little too despicable and didn't fit his grand and upright image.

Moreover, he really couldn't do this kind of thing in front of people and behind people's backs. His acting skills weren't that good.

Therefore, Yang Fan, who had been a little hesitant to do it, was a little excited when he saw his disciples being beaten up so badly this time. He was just short of saying thank you to those second-year seniors.

This kind of accident wasn't bad. The strength was just right. It wouldn't kill them, and it wouldn't hurt their foundation. At most, it would make them feel a little pain. It was completely within the range that Yang Fan could accept.

Of course, even if it really hurt their foundation and they were seriously injured and on the verge of death, it wouldn't be a problem for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan first came to the side of the four guys who self-destructed and returned. He saw that they were all injured and lying on the ground as if they had hemiplegia. Only their eyelids could move slightly.

Miserable.

It was so miserable that it was a little outrageous.

Perhaps when they self-destructed, they didn't think that the consequences of their impulsiveness would be so serious.

Seeing Yang Fan approaching them, the four guys were all extremely excited. Pairs of watery eyes looked at Yang Fan eagerly, filled with anticipation.

Although their bodies couldn't move, their ears and eyes were still working.

Seeing that Yang Fan had actually cured Mu Qianqian, who was also seriously injured, in the blink of an eye, it was as if they saw hope.

Moreover, wasn't the reason why they were so eager to acknowledge Yang Fan as their master previously because of Yang Fan's identity as an emperor-level doctor?

They just didn't expect that they would experience Yang Fan's miraculous healing technique so soon.

"Don't worry. With me around, do you think it's that easy to die?"

Yang Fan comforted the four of them softly. Then, without saying anything else, he cast an Advanced Healing Spell on them.

"You have used [Advanced Healing] on your disciple, Wen Lang. The treatment was a success. Wen Liang's injuries have completely healed. His life force has completely recovered. Mental Strength + 2, Willpower + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."

"You have used Advanced Healing on your disciple, Zheng Hongshuo. The treatment was a success. Zheng Hongshuo's injuries have completely healed. His life force has completely recovered. Mental Strength + 2, Willpower + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."

"You used Advanced Healing on your disciple, Shi Chenghe, and the treatment was successful …"

"You used Advanced Healing on your disciple, Changsun Xingyou, and the treatment was successful …"

Because they were all early stage Martial Kings, it was not that troublesome to treat them. Each of them only needed to use a high level healing technique to completely recover.

As soon as the healing spell was cast, Wen Lang, Zheng Hongshuo, Shi Chenghe, and Changsun Xingyou jumped up from the ground.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Long live Master!"

The four of them bowed and thanked Yang Fan sincerely. They were all convinced by Yang Fan's healing ability.

"Ding!" Your disciple, Wen Lang, is in a good mood because of the improvement of his injuries. He is grateful to you and his sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Sect Loyalty + 20. "

"Ding!" Your disciple, Changsun Xingyou, is in a good mood because of the improvement of his injuries. He is grateful to you and his sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Sect Loyalty + 20. "

"…"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up into a smile.

Sure enough, the sect's experience gained from treating illnesses and saving people was the most abundant.

Even if this wasn't considered saving their lives, if they were rescued from certain death or injuries, it was possible that their loyalty to the sect would be maxed out.

At the side.

The young female doctor and her companions, who had been paying attention to Yang Fan, were all stunned at this moment.

Wen Lang and the others were the kings among the freshmen. Naturally, they needed to be taken care of. Therefore, when the doctors came over, the first thing they did was to check on the injuries of the freshmen.

No one present knew better than the few of them about the injuries on Wen Lang and the others.

It was precisely because they knew it that they found it even more unbelievable.

Those were self-explosion injuries.

The complete explosion of one's mental strength caused a series of serious injuries from the internal organs to the soul, meridians, and Qi and blood.

With their strength, there was nothing they could do about such injuries.

Initially, they had planned to send these people back to school and hand them over to the king-level professors of the Medical Faculty for treatment. There might still be some hope.

However, now …

Just because Yang Fan stood beside them for a short while, these four fellows who were seriously injured to the point where they were almost at their last gasp, were all alive and kicking. Their strength and injuries had all recovered to their original state!

"This is too awesome!"

"Even if Director Zhu Hongcai of the Medical Faculty were to treat them personally, he probably wouldn't be able to do it so quickly, right?"

While the few girls were shocked, little stars appeared in their eyes subconsciously one after another. They were full of admiration for Yang Fan's superb medical skills.

"Xixuan, did you see that? This Junior Brother Yang Fan is so handsome!"

"He doesn't seem to be a king, but he could treat the injuries of a king so easily. This is definitely a super treatment. It's definitely not something an ordinary person can do!"

Hearing the discussion of the girls beside her, Ai Xixuan, the young lady who had just jumped out to stop Yang Fan, nodded in a daze.

'He's really handsome.'

'He's indeed a little too awesome.'

'How can there be someone with such amazing medical skills among the freshmen?'

'It's no wonder that when they saw him just now, the freshmen seemed to have found their backbone and were all extremely excited.'

'It turns out that their savior has really arrived.'

Compared to Yang Fan's medical skills, these second-year seniors all became younger sisters. Moreover, they were the kind that had to squat in the corner and look up to him.

"Genius Lou is right. There are indeed many demon-level geniuses among this batch of freshmen!"

"Although Junior Brother Yang Fan's cultivation is not as good as those kings among the freshmen, the value of his existence is not inferior to those kings at all."

"However, I don't seem to have seen him in the illusion array trial just now. Was he eliminated at the beginning, or did he not participate at all?"

"Logically speaking, with the existence of such a super nanny, these first-year juniors shouldn't have been defeated so quickly, right?"

Ai Xixuan's eyes were filled with an inquisitive light. She was obviously very interested in Yang Fan.

At this moment.

Yang Fan moved to the side of Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, Zhu Yuchen, and Jin Wenze to treat them. There was no need to waste the Advanced Healing Technique. Yang Fan only used the Intermediate Healing Technique on each of them, and the injuries on their bodies were completely healed.

At the same time.

The notification of the sect's experience entering his account rang in Yang Fan's ears again.

Yang Fan was in a very good mood. He continued to treat the students next to him and continued to accumulate favorable impression points. These were all disciples that he had reserved in his heart. It was not a loss to treat them for free.

At the side.

An Sheng and Mu Qianqian were not idle either. After being treated by Yang Fan, the two also began to treat the injured companions around them. In order to save mental energy, they only used the Elementary Healing Technique, and it could not achieve a one-step treatment effect.

But even so, the injuries of the students who had been treated by them all recovered to a great extent. At least, they could stand up and move like normal people. Their strength had also recovered to about 70%.

This speed of recovery was more than twice as effective as the treatment of the second-year seniors just now.

Seeing this, Ai Xixuan and the others all felt a little embarrassed and even felt inferior.

Damn it.

How could there be so many abnormal existences among the freshmen?

They were second-year seniors. It was fine that their medical skills were not as good as Yang Fan's, but why was it that even Yang Fan's disciple was stronger than them by more than one level?

They had suffered a blow.

They were a little bruised and battered.

"Xixuan, it seems that we are no longer needed here. Let's go back!"

The few ladies wanted to retreat, and some began to persuade Ai Xixuan to go back.

Among them, Ai Xixuan's cultivation and medical skills were the highest. She could be considered the leader of their team.

Ai Xixuan shook her head slightly. Not only did she not leave, she even took a few steps forward.

"Junior Yang Fan!" Ai Xixuan greeted Yang Fan in a crisp voice and said softly, "I misunderstood you just now. I apologize!"

Yang Fan turned around and glanced at her. He smiled and shook his head. "You were also thinking about Ansheng and Qianqian's health. You didn't do anything wrong. You don't have to apologize."

"My name is Ai Xixuan. I'm from the Changmeng Guardian Residence. I'm from the second-year Martial Arts Class One."

Seeing that Yang Fan did not seem to be angry, Ai Xixuan took two steps forward and took the initiative to extend her right hand to Yang Fan as she introduced herself.

Yang Fan casually treated the injured person in front of him and turned around to extend his right hand to shake hers gently. "Yang Fan. I'm from the Northwest Guardian Residence. I'm from the first-year Martial Arts Class One."

"Junior, you have such good medical skills, but you didn't go to the Medical Faculty. How surprising!"

"Senior, aren't you the same? You're a telekinesis master and proficient in medical skills. Why did you stay in the Martial Arts faculty?"

The Martial Arts faculty focused on the Dao of Killing.

The main course taught was to hunt and kill demons. There were very few girls. In a class, almost 80% of the students were boys.

Therefore, Yang Fan was really curious. Why did a girl like her, who could have chosen the Auxiliary faculty, choose to stay in the Martial Arts faculty, which focused on the Dao of Killing?

"I don't like to hide behind others!"

Ai Xixuan's words happened to hit the spot in Yang Fan's heart. She was a confidant.

"Junior Yang Fan." After chatting for a while, Ai Xixuan went straight to the point. "We also have three king-level students who are seriously injured. I wonder if we can trouble Junior Yang Fan to help them …"

"Sure! No problem! "

Before Ai Xixuan could finish speaking, Yang Fan nodded and agreed without hesitation.

In fact, even if Ai Xixuan did not ask, Yang Fan would have found an excuse to go over himself later.

After all, second-year students were also prodigies.

Yang Fan, who was determined to have students all over the world, was very interested in prodigies.

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