I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 109: 1300 odds? I'm all in!

Chapter 109: 1300 odds? I'm all in!
"How could earth dragon blood have such powerful effects?"

With tears welling in her eyes, Yun Yanchen gently rubbed Jiang He's skin and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The pain is really painful.

But how can you cry out in pain in front of a woman?

Jiang He said without changing his expression, "A head only leaves a scar the size of a bowl when it's broken off. This little clump is nothing. Besides, it was just broken off, not chopped off."

Yun Yanchen refused to believe it.
Forget about being shy now, she said with concern, "Let me see...how badly you're hurt?"

"what……"

Jiang He glanced at the young couple running past and said, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Let's go... let's go to the grove over there."

In fact, Jiang He was also a little shy.

But considering that it wouldn't be appropriate for a grown man to be so hesitant, he quickly took off his pants after arriving in the woods.

Yun Yanchen fiddled with it with her hand and said, "It's broken, but it doesn't seem completely broken... How about we go to the hospital and get an X-ray to see if it can be reconnected?"

"There's really no need to go through all that trouble!"

Jiang He was both amused and exasperated. To reassure Yun Yanchen, he took out a band-aid, tore it open, and put it on, saying, "I really will be fine after a good night's sleep. If you're really worried, I can take a look at it for you tomorrow, okay?"

"If it doesn't heal properly, I'll listen to you and go to the hospital!"

Yun Yanchen then gave up.

The two strolled out of the park. Yun Yanchen had originally planned to go shopping with Jiang He, but now she had no interest in it. She immediately said, "Jiang He, go back and get ready. We'll leave for the base city early tomorrow morning."

“I have a friend whose mother is a well-known urologist in Wucheng. I’d like to go and consult her.”

Say it.

He flagged down a taxi and hurriedly drove away.

After calculating the time, Jiang He took out three "Twenty-Four Flavor Rehmannia Pills" and swallowed them. Then he strolled along the street to the mall and went on a shopping spree.

Jiang He bought more than fifty sets of clothes, shoes, and underwear, in particular.

Apart from a few designer suits and leather shoes, the rest were mostly sportswear and casual wear.

no way.

The stronger you are, the easier it is for your clothes to "burst out" during a fight.

It's alright in the wilderness.

Since there's hardly anyone around, it doesn't matter if I'm naked.

But if I were to get into a fight in the city, wouldn't I be running around naked?
"I need to save up more money and buy a better combat uniform as soon as possible..."

Back to the hospital.

Jiang He then went straight to the dean's office.

Once inside.

But then they found Feng Shaoyu there too. He looked listless, his face was pale, and his hair was a mess, as if he hadn't washed his face for days.

"Dean An!"

"Dr. Feng!"

Jiang He greeted the dean, then looked at Feng Shaoyu and said, "Dr. Feng doesn't look too good. Has something happened?"

"Jiang He!"

The moment Feng Shaoyu saw Jiang He, his eyes seemed to blaze with fury!
He jumped up from the chair, his face contorted with rage and rage, his eyes bloodshot. He lunged at Jiang He, grabbing his neck and roaring, "Was it you?"

"Say!"

"Is it really you?"

Because too much force was used.

Feng Shaoyu's hands, arms, and even his head were trembling, as if he wanted to strangle Jiang He to death.

however……

Jiang He, however, remained completely calm and composed.

With that little strength, to be honest, it wouldn't even be enough to tickle him right now.

"Dr. Feng!"

Dean An jumped out from behind his desk and quickly intervened, advising, "Dr. Feng, please don't get agitated. Control your emotions!"

"Jiang He, don't act impulsively!"

"Don't do it, whatever you do, don't do it."

He was also afraid that Jiang He might have a fit and punch Feng Shaoyu to death, so he crouched down and stood up, squeezing between Jiang He and Feng Shaoyu, just between Feng Shaoyu's arms, who was choking Jiang He.

The two were separated.

Feng Shaoyu stood to the side, trembling with anger, his chest heaving, pointing at Jiang He and saying, "It's him, it's him, it's definitely him..."

Jiang He was in a good mood today, so he picked up the conversation and hummed, "Our hero... Little Nezha?"

Feng Shaoyu almost jumped up: "Dean, look, he's provoking me!"

Dean An used his frail body to block Feng Shaoyu, his beard bristling and eyes wide with anger, saying, "Brothers... gentlemen, can you please calm down for a second?"

Jiang He was completely bewildered and asked, "Dean An, what's wrong with Dr. Feng? What do you mean by 'I am me'? Is it really like what Old Wang and the others are saying... that Dr. Feng has gone mad?"

"You're crazy!"

"Your whole family has gone mad!"

Feng Shaoyu shouted, "Dean... don't stop me! If this bastard hadn't impersonated me, would I have become like this?"

"I'm going to beat this bastard to death today!"

Ouch, let me go!

You've gotten addicted to insulting me, haven't you?
Jiang He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fist so hard that the air exploded, disrupting the airflow in the dean's office and sending documents flying everywhere. In the shadows, Jiang He seemed to see a photo album with a five-star level of color.

"Dean An."

"Let him go!"

"I'd like to see how he can kill me with my 340-ton punching power?"

Dean An had no time to spare for Feng Shaoyu; he rushed off to collect his own photo album.

Feng Shaoyu: "..."

He suddenly calmed down, sighed, and said, "Jiang He, sit down first... I was just joking with you. I'm your attending physician, I'm too busy taking care of you to have the heart to kill you."

Your attitude changed quite quickly.

Jiang He sat down angrily, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Feng Shaoyu quickly stepped forward to light a cigarette for Jiang He and said earnestly, "I deliberately got angry just to scare you... Your condition is not stable yet, how can you run around recklessly?"

"Hunting ferocious beasts, resisting beast tides, killing the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and slaying the seventy-two Earthly Fiend Generals of the Heavenly Demon Sect..."

"If you did it, why did you have to impersonate me?"

Speaking of it.

Feng Shaoyu's eyes reddened. This strong, grown man couldn't hold back his sobs at this moment, choking out, "You have no idea how I've been these past few days..."

"Many people think I'm the Black-Robed God of War!"

"Several friends I haven't contacted in ten years called..."

"The internet is flooded with people cursing me!"

"My windows were smashed to pieces... and someone even mailed me razor blades and funeral wreaths!"

Ah this...

Jiang He was taken aback.

He never expected that his unintentional act would cause Feng Shaoyu so much trouble.

Dean An found his photo album, carefully put it away, and then burst out scolding, "Alright, alright, what kind of person are you, crying like this? What's wrong with you?"

"After the Martial Arts Administration held a press conference, didn't the online public opinion change?"

"You're being praised everywhere! Even the leaders from the Ministry of Health called our hospital to ask if you were the 'Black-Robed Warrior,' wanting to promote you and give you a raise!"

Feng Shaoyu couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter through his tears, making even the crystal pendant laugh.

"........."

Oh shit!

Jiang He's face darkened, and he said, "Dr. Feng, don't talk nonsense. I have never impersonated you. That black-robed war god Feng Shaoyu is a master secretly trained by our Wucheng Martial Arts Administration Bureau."

Since Chen Jingzhou and Liu Feng both said they wanted to keep it a secret...

We can keep it from as many people as possible.

Regardless of whether Feng Shaoyu and Dean An believed him or not, Jiang He finished speaking and then changed the subject, saying, "Dean An, Dr. Feng, I came to see you today... actually to ask for a leave of absence." "A leave of absence?"

Feng Shaoyu said, "Don't you usually just leave whenever you want and come back whenever you want? Do you need to ask for leave to go anywhere you want?"

Dean An: "Why are you asking for leave... I can just process your discharge procedures directly, right?"

Jiang He knew that Feng Shaoyu harbored a great deal of resentment towards him.

As for Dean An?
He should still be angry about stepping on the roof of the inpatient building!

Jiang He took out his S-grade Shadow Alloy Battle Blade and began scraping his fingernails as he spoke, "Dean, Dr. Feng, I came to see you not to discuss anything, but to inform you that I might be away for a long time this time, and the medicine I took on the way... oh dear!"

"My knife!"

He deliberately shook his hand.

The knife accidentally fell to the ground.

How sharp is the S-class Shadow Blade, which weighs 880 pounds?
Furthermore, Jiang He deliberately "accidentally" dropped the knife on the ground... It's quite normal that he used only a tiny bit of force!
puff!

Most of the blade was embedded in the floor.

Feng Shaoyu: "..."

Dean An: "..."

Dean An jumped up and slapped Feng Shaoyu on the forehead, cursing, "What the hell are you standing there for? Jiang He needs to ask for leave... hurry up and get the medicine, get him a lot, enough for a month!"

10 minute later.

Jiang He walked out of the dean's office with a big smile on his face.

He already had enough medicine in his storage ring for a month!
Back to the inpatient department.

He continued to practice his swordsmanship.

I left the hospital at midnight sharp and had a small barbecue.

Yun Yanchen sent a message asking Jiang He if it still hurt "down there" and how he was feeling.
Jiang He replied, "If you hadn't asked, I would have completely forgotten about it... Alright, I've fully recovered!"

"How can this be?"

Yun Yanchen sent a shocked emoji and said, "I consulted my friend's mother, and she said that you need to have an X-ray taken to make a diagnosis and that it needs to be treated urgently, otherwise it will affect your happiness for the rest of your life."

She clearly didn't believe it.

no way.

Jiang He could only take off his pants and send Yun Yanchen a selfie.

A few seconds later, Yun Yanchen sent another message, half-believing and half-doubting: "Is it really healed? This is simply a medical miracle..."

Jiang He: "You'll know when you touch it tomorrow, won't you?"

The two chatted for a while.

Yun Yanchen sent a few playful emojis, followed by a voice message.

"Alright, it's getting late, I'm going to sleep... I'll get up early tomorrow and pick you up at the hospital entrance!"

Ended the chat.

Rivers and streams cannot sleep.

He turned on his computer and began to look up information about the "National Youth Martial Arts Competition".

With the confirmation of the location and time for the "National Youth Martial Arts Competition," the past two nights have been filled with reports on this topic, especially on the Martial Arts Home Forum, where the discussion has been extremely heated!
Even the list of participants has been published.

Nearly 488 martial artists and extraordinary awakened individuals participated in the competition across major base cities and garrisons nationwide.

There are six favorites to win the championship.

Of these six people, four were at the half-step Grandmaster level.

The remaining two are those who have awakened to extraordinary abilities.

One is an Earth-type Transcendent Awakener, and the other is a Lightning-type Transcendent Awakener.

"Li Wanqing? A lightning-type transcendent awakener, 24 years old, peak B-rank... She once fought eighteen moves against a certain Earthly Fiend General of the Heavenly Demon Sect without being at a disadvantage?"

This made Jiang He's eyes light up, and he said, "In that case...wouldn't I be able to temper my body with lightning again?"

soon.

Jianghe discovered something else.

There is a betting platform on the forum specifically for the National Youth Martial Arts Competition.

There are many ways to play this betting platform.

The National Youth Martial Arts Competition hasn't even officially started yet, but many people have already started betting on who will win the championship. The six favorites have the highest support, and each of them has already bet over a billion yuan.

Moreover, this amount is still growing.

Jianghe found the name Yunyanchen.

Odds.

1: 300.

but……

No one is holding her hostage.

No!

Is my wife really that unimpressive?

Nobody believed she could win the championship?
Jiang He checked his bank card balance and found he still had over 8200 million yuan left.

"Having 200 million for pocket money is enough..."

He deposited 8000 million.

then……

All in!

They've staked everything on Yun Yanchen!
"I don't know if the person who set up this deal is stupid... They've come up with such an outrageous ratio. I wonder if they can afford to compensate me for my 8000 million."

soon.

Its daybreak.

Jiang He got up at 7 a.m. sharp, went for a 20-minute run, and after washing up in his ward, he received a call from Yun Yanchen saying that she had arrived at the door.

"what!"

Jiang He glanced at the time; it was almost 8 o'clock. He said, "I haven't had breakfast yet... How about we wait and have breakfast before we leave?"

"Eat in the car."

Yun Yanchen said, "I brought you breakfast. The plane departs promptly at 12 noon, so we need to get there early."

I heard that you brought breakfast.

Jiang He then said, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right there."

hang up the phone.

While Wei Jian was still asleep, Jiang He walked up to him and slapped him twice to wake him up, saying, "Wei Jian, I have some business to attend to and I have to go out for a while. I might not be back for about ten days. While I'm gone, you should cultivate well and remember not to hurt yourself."

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

Wei Jian: "..."

He nodded dazedly.

Jiang He then turned around and went to room 208. He saw Chen Yu lying in bed sleeping, so he went up and slapped him twice.

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

Chen Yu suddenly woke up with a start and exclaimed, "Jiang He, what are you doing?"

Jiang He: "Nothing...you can continue sleeping."

He specially changed into a suit.

He put on sunglasses.

Humming a little tune, I dashed out of the hospital.