Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2078 Sudden Conflict

In the backyard of Renew Pharmaceuticals, the lively atmosphere of meeting each other for the first

time had subsided. The hidden sect disciples participating in the competition had returned to their daily

routine of cultivation by now. They spent their time prescribing various medicine, practicing martial arts,

and exchanging knowledge with each other while waiting for the Holy Doctor Competition to begin.

However, their peaceful time was disrupted that day.

Yanic Gorbick was the leader of this operation. As soon as his subordinates found the location of

Matthew's temporary residence, he immediately led his men directly to the backyard.

At that moment, the people in the backyard were busy working on their respective tasks. Upon noticing

the unfamiliar men who had abruptly barged into the backyard, several stood up to confront the

strangers.

"Who are you?"

"This place is the exclusive residence for the hidden sects. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Yanic had always been a bad-tempered and impulsive man. When he heard the cold tone coming from

these people, his temper instantly kindled into a raging fire.

However, his subordinate hurriedly grabbed his arm before he could strike a move. "Yanic, these

people are hidden sect disciples. The consequences would be dire if we harmed them."

His subordinate's advice made sense, so he suppressed his rage. "The main reason for our visit today

is Matthew Larson. I hope you guys won't cause unnecessary trouble for yourselves."

The hidden sect disciples were young men, and the tempers of young men often flared easily. Thus,

their expressions immediately turned ugly upon hearing his threat. "Cause unnecessary trouble? This

is the first time anybody has ever dared to be so arrogant toward us. Get lost! This place does not

welcome you."

Yanic clenched his fists tightly and responded in a chilly voice, "It looks like you don't plan to show me

some respect.

As soon as the words left his mouth, one of Mountain Breeze Sect's disciples, Easton Barnes, rushed

forward. "F*ck you." Then, he slammed his fist forward and punched Yanic in the cheek.

Yanic was caught off guard by the sudden assault. Not to mention, his opponent was not weak either.

Hence, he took the full brunt of the punch.

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"Yanic, are you okay?"

He raised his palm to dismiss their concern and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. When he

tasted the faint tang of blood, his expression turned wild and unruly. "Hahahaha! Not bad! Guys, teach

them a lesson! If anything happens, I will take full responsibility!"

Following the command, the young men from the Thunder Clan charged forward without hesitation. By

then, they no longer cared that the other party was disciples of various hidden sects. It was better to

make the first move, for peace talks could come later.

On the other hand, only about twenty hidden sect disciples were present. Furthermore, less than half

had any achievements in martial arts. Attacked by nearly a hundred people, they immediately fell into a

disadvantage.

Knowing they were badly outnumbered by the enemy, Easton desperately shouted, "Little monk, come

out and help us!"

Following his shout, a door opened, and a tiny monk walked out from one of the rooms.

The Thunder Clan members were consumed by bloodlust at that point, so they did not even care who

their opponent was anymore. As long as the other party was not one of their own, there was no need to

waste time reasoning. They simply rushed forward and bludgeoned the other party.

"Am—"

Before the little monk could finish his chant, several fists came blasting toward his face. The wind

seemingly appeared beneath his feet, and his figure shifted backward gently, almost like a ghost gliding

across the ground.

Poof!

The punches landed on empty air. Then, the Thunder Clan members charged forward once more.

"Little monk, don't just dodge their attacks! Defeat them! Cut them down!"

"Uh…" His response instantly left the hidden sect disciples feeling ashamed.

They knew that the monk might seem weak and gentle in appearance, but he had a stubborn

personality. Once he decided on something, nothing could make him change his mind. Hence, they

abandoned the notion of trying to persuade him otherwise. Draмanovels.cоm

Afterward, Easton spun around on the spot and shouted a question, "Where is Roland? Where did he

go? What about Mr. Whitford?"

One of the disciples nearby, who was in the know, responded, "They went behind the mountain to spar

with each other not long ago."

"Damn it! What terrible timing!" Easton cursed. Then, he continued to repel the enemies rushing at him.