Disciple, please come down the mountain soon. Your senior sister can’t wait any longer.

As time passed, Zhao Wuming's injuries were recovering rapidly, and most of his dissipated internal energy was reabsorbed.

With these two approaches, Zhao Wuming's cultivation level officially returned to the peak level of dark energy.

The fat man who was watching on the side witnessed the whole thing clearly. Zhao Wuming's face changed from pale to rosy and lustrous, his aura went from weak and chaotic to gradually stable but then rose straight up, until it recovered to the peak of dark energy, which was powerful and condensed but with a hint of sharpness. The whole process was like a roller coaster with ups and downs, and the fat man couldn't help but feel his heart surging.

When he looked at Chu Longtu again, the fat man's eyes were filled with astonishment, as if he had seen a fairy from heaven!

As a late-stage dark energy warrior who had been in the martial arts world and fighting for many years, the fat man had killed many people and had also been injured by many people.

To be able to live until now, he has suffered some injuries to a greater or lesser extent, some of which are serious injuries that can endanger his life and cultivation.

Every time he suffered such a serious injury and recovered from it, the fat man felt as if a layer of skin was peeling off his body. Every experience made him feel as if he had been to the gates of hell and back again.

Consultation, treatment, surgery, taking medicine...

Every time he suffered a serious injury, the obese man had to repeat these steps, lying on the bed like a puppet, unable to move, allowing the doctors and nurses to toss him over and over again. His whole body was like Lego, constantly being disassembled and reassembled. After going through an extremely tedious and complicated treatment process, he still needed an extremely long rehabilitation treatment to gradually recover from the serious injuries.

Moreover, after his injury healed, the obese man needed to start the long and tedious training again. He had to go through the hellish training again to restore his skills, which had been degraded due to long-term bed rest, to the level before the injury.

The pain and suffering that the obese man had to endure in the process are so unbearable and difficult that he dares not even think about it now.

It was so difficult and painful that the fat man couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought about it a little bit.

Precisely because he knew how difficult it was to recover after a serious injury, the obese man was even more shocked by Chu Longtu's miraculous medical skills, and his admiration for Chu Longtu gushed out like the torrent of the Yellow River.

The injuries Zhao Wuming suffered this time were far more serious than any injuries the fat man had ever suffered before. Even his life was in danger and he almost died!

As for the mutilated limbs, collapsed cultivation and so on, there is no need to go into details.

It can be said that Zhao Wuming is completely a porcelain doll with cracks all over his body. He is on the verge of collapse. Even a little more external force will cause Zhao Wuming to die suddenly!

But such a fragile porcelain doll that could die at any time was saved by Chu Longtu's superb medical skills that were like a god descending from heaven!

Not only was he rescued, but even Zhao Wuming's cultivation was preserved and directly restored to the peak level of Dark Energy!

Moreover, the whole process takes so short a time that even the fat man couldn't help but exclaim "Fuck!", he was so jealous that he almost turned into a rabbit!

How much time has it taken from the time Chu Longtu started treating Zhao Wuming's injuries to now?

All in all, it took less than an hour!

In just one hour, Zhao Wuming was able to be resurrected from a dying cripple to a master of the pinnacle of dark energy with full health. How the hell is that speed?

The fat man was seriously injured at the time. How long did it take him to recover from his injuries and return to his pre-injury level?

A whole year!

Even so, the doctor who treated the obese man's injuries was still praising the obese man for recovering quickly. It was originally estimated that it would take a year and a half!

Moreover, the obese man suffered a lot during the whole process, and he even had to undergo countless surgeries.

And what about Zhao Wuming?

I didn’t even have to undergo a single cut. The whole process was as comfortable as if I had a massage. First I had a set of acupuncture, then a full body massage, and I felt fully restored right away!

Such a sharp contrast really made the fat man deeply jealous, and he almost couldn't help wanting to draw his knife to chop the doctor who treated him!

Look at how Zhao Wuming is treated. What kind of suffering did he endure in the past!

The obese man was muttering in his heart full of resentment about the doctor who treated him, while at the same time he was looking at Zhao Wuming with envy. At the same time, his eyes as big as green beans were rolling around, and he was calculating quickly in his mind.

This time, the fat man truly witnessed how powerful Chu Longtu was.

Not only is Chu Longtu's martial arts skills mysterious and unpredictable, his meticulous mind also has an invincible medical skill that is almost divine!

Especially the last point, which made the fat man's heart surge and he couldn't control himself.

Who among those who practice martial arts can guarantee that they will not get injured in their lifetime?

Once you are injured, you need to see a doctor.

The level of the doctor will directly determine the speed and quality of their recovery.

If you meet an ordinary doctor, at most you will be like the fat man, taking a long time to recover slowly.

If you are lucky enough to meet a miracle doctor like Chu Longtu, then there is no doubt that healing your injuries and restoring your cultivation will be a piece of cake.

But what I am most afraid of is encountering a mediocre doctor with low skills, who not only cannot cure your injuries, but may also worsen your injuries that were not fatal to the point of direct death. That is the mediocre doctor that warriors fear and hate the most!

And for these martial artists who roam the world, a miracle doctor like Chu Longtu is a rare existence!

Whenever they encounter this, they would want to hug Chu Longtu's thighs tightly and never let go!

For those warriors who are always facing fighting, the existence of a miracle doctor like Chu Longtu is like a resurrection armor!

If you have any problems, go to him and he will really be able to save you!

Moreover, compared with ordinary miracle doctors, Chu Longtu also has superb alchemy skills!

Just the barrier-breaking pills they displayed and the pills for Zhao Wuming's healing, each of them was not an ordinary item, and all possessed extremely powerful medicinal properties. They were simply the magical pills that all warriors dreamed of!

If they could establish a good relationship with Chu Longtu, no matter they could ask Chu Longtu for medical treatment when they were injured, or ask Chu Longtu for a few more such magic pills for cultivation, then for the fat man and others, it would be like directly opening a VIP membership on the path of martial arts cultivation, skipping the development stage, and taking the lead, leaving other warriors far behind!

When he thought of that scene, the fat man couldn't help but tremble with excitement. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.

The descendant of the ever-changing medical genius!

Medical genius!

If Chu Longtu's master did not have real skills, he probably would not have been given such an elegant and domineering nickname ten years ago.

I think the feelings of those people ten years ago when they saw Master Chu Longtu display his miraculous medical skills to bring the dead back to life and heal the bones, and were so amazed that they gave him the title of Medical Miracle, were similar to the feelings of the fat man when he looks at Chu Longtu now.

While the obese man was admiring Chu Longtu's superb medical skills, he was also quickly thinking about how to get closer to Chu Longtu.

The fat man was not worried that Zhao Wuming would deny his idea after waking up. Based on his understanding of Zhao Wuming, he was afraid that Zhao Wuming would have the same idea.

Especially since Zhao Wuming, as the person involved, has personally experienced the power and magic of Chu Longtu's medical skills and elixirs, he would probably be more fanatical than the fat man in wanting to win over Chu Longtu and get closer to him.

After all, making friends with such a miracle doctor may save your life when the critical moment comes!

While Chu Longtu and his friends were living in peace and tranquility, on the other side of the basement, the scene was like a Shura hell.

After experiencing a fierce and tragic battle, Pei Qingwu and Zhao Wuming's five brothers chose to stop temporarily.

The two sides stood in confrontation, temporarily stopping the fight. Both sides stared at each other, panting heavily, trying to take advantage of this interval to quickly restore their physical strength and consumed internal energy.

The five people on Zhao Wuming's side all had wounds and bloodstains on their bodies, and their faces were filled with fatigue. It was obvious that they had fought without holding back at all in the previous battle, and had also suffered from Pei Qingwu's desperate counterattack, so everyone was covered in wounds.

Although they looked a little embarrassed, their hands and feet were intact, and even if they were injured, they were only superficial wounds. Compared to Pei Qingwu standing opposite them, it was as if he was not injured at all!

Pei Qingwu stood up straight with some trembling, trying hard to stop his body from shaking, but the weakness in his bones made it impossible for him to suppress his trembling instinct. Even his usual free breathing had become a burden for him at this moment.

Every time Pei Qingwu took a breath, the sound he made was like the sound of pulling a bellows, heavy and noisy. It made Pei Qingwu's lungs burn with pain and his entire nose and mouth were filled with a strong smell of blood, which was a sign of lung bleeding!

Pei Qingwu's face was even paler than a ghost. It was so pale that it was almost transparent. Even the blue blood vessels under the skin could be seen. There was almost no blood in it.

Even Pei Qingwu's right arm was drooping limply at his side.

On Pei Qingwu's shoulder, there was an extremely severe wound that penetrated his shoulder and right arm, almost cutting off Pei Qingwu's entire right arm.

Even though Pei Qingwu's right arm is still hanging on his body, the bone fragments at the wound are clearly visible. The bones connecting the shoulder and arm have been cut off, and now the right arm is only hanging on Pei Qingwu's body by a piece of skin.

Such a tragic injury, coupled with Pei Qingwu's pale face and deeply sunken dark eye sockets, made Pei Qingwu look like a ghost crawling out of hell, which could stop children from crying at night.

Even warriors with weak wills would be frightened to death when they saw Pei Qingwu in this state.

Pei Qingwu just stood there, feeling all kinds of painful feelings coming from all parts of his body, such as the severe pain of a broken arm, the burning pain of his lungs when breathing, the emptiness caused by excessive burning of blood, etc., making it almost impossible for Pei Qingwu to hold on.

If it weren't for the last bit of will to survive supporting Pei Qingwu, Pei Qingwu would probably have suffered a mental breakdown and fainted on the spot.

Even though he was still able to stand, Pei Qingwu's heart was already filled with extreme bitterness.

At this point, Pei Qingwu certainly hasn't given up hope of survival.

But the reality is constantly reminding him that his so-called hope of survival is shrinking all the time, until now it is so weak that it may be shattered at any time.

Pei Qingwu no longer dared to use the Body Burning Technique.

Now, nearly one third of the blood in his body has been burned by the body burning technique.

If a normal person lost such a large amount of blood, he would have died instantly on the spot and there would be no way he would still be alive.

Pei Qingwu was able to stand conscious despite losing so much blood because of his internal strength.

But this is already his limit.

If Pei Qingwu continued to use the Body Burning Technique, burning more blood and essence in exchange for greater power, the amount of blood loss that had already exceeded the limit would make Pei Qingwu's body no longer able to support it, and he would collapse directly and fall to the ground and die.

Even if he burned his blood and essence to gain more powerful strength, Pei Qingwu's body could no longer support it and he had no way to use the power he gained.

To give an example, Pei Qingwu's body is like a cannon barrel, and the internal energy in his body is the cannonball.

Pei Qingwu burned his blood and essence in exchange for a more powerful shell with a larger charge, but his body was like a cannon barrel covered with cracks, and was simply not strong enough to support the firing of such a more powerful shell!

Even if it is fired with difficulty, the powerful recoil will directly shatter the barrel that is already at its limit at the moment the shell is fired!

Even if Pei Qingwu wanted to continue using the Body Burning Technique to gain more strength for a life-and-death attack, his body would not allow it.

What's more, the battle just now has proved that even if Pei Qingwu used the Burning Body Technique and burned one-third of his blood in exchange for super strong power, he was unable to break through the joint defense of the five opponents and escape.

Even if Pei Qingwu really used the Body Burning Technique to burn more blood and essence in exchange for greater power, could he really break through the defense of those five people and escape?

Even Pei Qingwu himself did not have the answer in his heart. The severe pain from his body kept reminding Pei Qingwu that his body had reached its limit and could not support him to continue burning his essence and blood.

So, Pei Qingwu's doomsday came like this.