C401 The Effect of the Divine Physician Poetry(1)

Boom!

Right at this moment, a bright light erupted from the arena. The bright red blood colored light curtain bloomed like a sun. Strands of it dyed the entire arena red.

Looking from afar, it was already very difficult for people to clearly see the youth's face on the arena. They could only see through the resplendent blood-colored light curtain, and vaguely saw that there was a human figure busying himself inside.

"This... the aura has increased again!" Many people were shocked. The changes on the arena... Many people's expressions changed on the spot. They withdrew their attention from Duanmu Zongheng and Hosi Yaotian. They turned their eyes back to the other side of the stage.

After all, although everyone was interested in the conversation between the two Heavenly-rank expert, Duanmu Kuang who was on the arena was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.

Boom!

At this moment, Duanmu Kuang was sitting cross-legged on the arena. His entire body was wrapped by a terrifying Qi. A large amount of blood and qi was blooming on his body. With every movement he made, a thunderous sound was produced.

Duanmu Kuang's movement wasn't big. At least, he only had a pair of hands on Zhang Chen's lower abdomen. He was gently massaging Zhang Chen's lower abdomen, giving people a very light feeling.

However, the Qi on his body was rising again and again, as if there was no end to it. Compared to the time when he saved Zhang Chen, it had now risen to an extremely shocking level!

One could see that there was a blazing blood-red radiance that continuously poured out from Duanmu Kuang's body. It was as if a river had broken through a dam. It surged violently, and it was so thick that it was like mercury. It almost drowned the two of them in the arena.

"En, is it finally about to reach the final step?" On the arena, Duanmu Kuang suddenly tightened his grip, and the movements of his hands gradually slowed down. At this moment, all the Qi that was emitted from his body condensed and converged towards him.

After that, he carefully circulated his Yuan energy, raised his right hand, and pressed it towards a certain part of Zhang Chen's abdomen.

Without a doubt, after such a long period of treatment, he was now the last baldy. How could Zhang Chen recover from his injuries and whether there would be any sequelae would depend on this final step!

Duanmu Kuang did not dare to lower his guard. He focused his attention, even though he was confident in his medical skills. However, Zhang Chen was someone he cared about very much. He did not want to be careless. He wanted to leave a side effect on this senior brother who had taken good care of him ever since he entered the sect.

He focused all his attention on Zhang Chen. Many of the comments he was making were automatically filtered out by him. He carefully controlled his Yuan energy, and observed Zhang Chen's internal organs at the same time. At the same time. He adjusted the strength and position of his hand.

In the battlefield, many people had noticed the subtle changes in Duanmu Kuang. His Qi had gone from violent to restrained. This change did not escape the senses of the public.

The entire venue had quieted down. Although the people could not see what he was doing, they still could not see what he was doing. No one knew how good his medical skills were, but they all knew that he was treating the injuries of the outer circle disciple called Zhang Chen. Furthermore, it had reached the most critical moment, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

No one dared to speak anymore, because Duanmu Zongheng had already spoken. If anyone dared to deliberately target Duanmu Kuang again, it would be equivalent to not giving him any face. No one dared to be blind at this critical moment and touch the bad luck of the Heavenly-rank expert.

Even the people of Blaze Sect who had expressed so much hatred towards Duanmu Kuang didn't dare to make a sound at this moment. All of them shut their mouths and didn't dare to disturb him.

Especially at the spectating area of Five Mountain Sect, many of them held their breaths. They were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe loudly. They silently looked at the other side of the arena.

On the arena, Duanmu Kuang was moving slowly. His technique was natural. Although it was the first time he treated such a serious injury, his movements weren't unfamiliar at all. Instead, it gave people the feeling that he was a medical sage. He pushed, pinched, took, and pressed. His right palm moved back and forth on Zhang Chen's abdomen from time to time. His technique was very skillful.

Finally, Duanmu Kuang completely stopped moving. He sat there with his legs crossed. His eyes were closed, and his body and mind were empty. He was so graceful that he looked as if he was about to lift a sunset to ascend to immortality.

Hiss! Hiss!

His right hand had completely stopped moving. It covered Zhang Chen's lower abdomen just like that, and he didn't move at all. Only the sound of the Yuan energy fluctuation coming from the formation could let people know that his treatment hadn't stopped, and it was still going on.

Ten breaths later, there was no movement. Duanmu Kuang sat there with his legs crossed, and didn't move at all.

Twenty breaths later, there was still no movement. Duanmu Kuang was still as motionless as a mountain.

Then thirty breaths...

Forty breaths...

Fifty breaths...

After a quarter of an hour, when some people on the stage felt suffocated, a new change occurred on the stage!

Pop!

A soft sound was heard from the stage. It was like the sound of an egg being broken. Then, everyone saw that the blood-red light curtain covering the stage was dissipating at a shocking speed.

Then, two figures clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. One was lying there, while the other was sitting there with a foolish smile.