I am a quack

Crack! Crack!

Feng Yutang and the others who were hit on the wall were grabbed one by one by Xia Ping and smashed onto the ground. They screamed in pain, and sweat was dripping from their foreheads. They were in unbearable pain.

Soon, these people were caught by Xia Ping and thrown into a nearby building. There were no surveillance cameras here, and it was convenient for them to do all kinds of bad things.

"Kid, stop messing around."

Feng Hetang gritted his teeth and glared at Xia Ping. "My father is a council member of Tianshui City. "If you dare do anything to me, you'll have to bear the consequences, understand?"

"If you know what's good for you, apologize to me immediately." That way, I might forgive you."

His body was trembling. He tried to put on a brave face but was cowardly at heart. He would never have thought that he, a mighty Ninth-Stage Heavenly Layer of Martial Apprentice Realm, would not be a match for this kid.

It was just a single punch, yet he was already defeated. Several of his ribs were broken, and it was a tragic sight.

"Apologize?" Hearing those words, Xia Ping instantly smiled. With a crack, he pulled, and Han Shan and the rest heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

"Ah!" Feng Hetang was the son of a senator. He came from a wealthy family and was used to living like a prince. How could he bear such pain? He immediately screamed in agony.

He felt intense pain all over his body. It was as if something was drilling into his heart, and he was almost twitching.

"I'm fine. It's just a dislocation. I'm very good at treating this kind of disease. Someone in my class gave me the nickname: quack." Xia Ping smiled at Feng Hetang.

A quack?!

Feng Hetang and the others' faces turned green. F*ck, you're already a quack. What kind of medical skills do you still have? You even said that you're the best at treating illnesses and that quacks are the ones who cause the most deaths. Who would dare to treat you?!

With a loud smack, Xia Ping immediately made his move. He grabbed Feng Hetang with his large hand and exerted some force. Feng Hetang let out a blood-curdling scream as his hand seemed to be reattached.

"Look, my medical skills aren't bad, right? My broken arm has been reattached. I reckon you'll be fully recovered in another three months." Xia Ping was very proud of his medical skills.

"Damn it, what are you trying to do?!" Feng Hetang shouted. His face was pale. With his advanced medical skills, he could recover in a week even if his entire body was fractured.

However, if his arm was dislocated, it would take three months for it to recover. Wasn't this damaging him?!

"Nothing much. "I just wanted to see if my medical skills were good or not." Xia Ping pulled Feng Hetang's arm again, and Feng Hetang almost fainted from the pain.

When Han Shan and the rest saw this, they were terrified. Devil! This bastard was simply a devil! Where did he learn such torture methods? There weren't even any dramas!

If not for the fact that they had been beaten to the point of exhaustion by this kid, they would definitely have fled with all their might.

"Brat, don't go overboard. After all, I, Feng Hetang, am the leader of Xinbo High School. My father is also a member of Tianshui City's council. "Aren't you afraid that I'll take revenge?" Feng Hetang appeared fierce on the outside but was weak on the inside. He was still very unyielding.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Xia Ping didn't pay any attention to him. He continued to chop off Feng Hetang's arm, causing Feng Hetang to scream in pain. Cold sweat broke out on Feng Hetang's forehead, and he nearly fainted.

"Not bad, you're tough. "I like people like you." Xia Ping clicked his tongue in admiration. "I usually practice medicine to save people. "It's enough to practice bone reconnecting like this a hundred times."

Over a hundred times?!

Han Shan and the others broke out in cold sweat. Feng Hetang was already in so much pain that he felt like a pig being slaughtered. If he were to be tortured more than a hundred times, would he still be human? He would probably be tortured like a lunatic.

"No, please don't. I'm sorry, Big Brother. Please don't reconnect my bones. "I beg you to spare me." Feng Hetang couldn't stand Xia Ping's words anymore. He finally gave in and begged Xia Ping.

"Spare you? I dare not. After all, if I anger you, Feng Hetang, I, Xia Ping, will have to bear the consequences. You are the son of Senator Feng, who dares to offend you?! "Let me practice a few more times."

After a few slaps, Xia Ping broke his hand, reattached it, broke it, reattached it...

"Ah!" Feng Hetang let out a blood-curdling scream. Finally, he could no longer endure such excruciating torture. His eyes rolled back as he foamed at the mouth. He fainted on the spot and lost consciousness.

"What a useless fellow. He can't even endure such a small amount of pain. How will he be able to become a martial arts expert in the future? How will he advance to the top 16? How will he be able to enter a first-rate university? If he goes out, others will laugh at my Tianshui City and say that the people of Tianshui City only have this little ability."

Xia Ping was not satisfied. He patted Feng Hetang's face and woke him up.

"This, this!"

Feng Hetang came back to his senses. When he saw Xia Ping's face, his face turned green, and he couldn't say anything.

Devil!

Han Shan and the others couldn't help but cry out in their hearts while their entire bodies trembled. Now that Feng Hetang had been tortured into such a miserable state, wouldn't it be even more miserable if it was their turn?!

Instantly, a strand of cold air arose from the soles of their feet, and they were extremely terrified and couldn't muster the mentality to go against Xia Ping any longer.

"Big brother, please spare our lives."

"It's our fault for not recognizing you."

"Spare us this time. We will be grateful in the future. "We will also retreat when we see you."

"If you want money, we'll give you as much as we have. "We have nothing but money."

Han Shan and the others trembled uncontrollably. They begged Xia Ping for mercy, fearing that they would be tortured like Feng Hetang.

"Begging for mercy?"

Xia Ping's eyes flickered: "He would rather beg for mercy from an enemy like me; he would rather be tortured than give up the competition and leave. "Can you tell me why?"

As long as Feng Hetang and the others pressed the button, the staff of the competition nearby would appear and rescue them. Xia Ping could not continue torturing them like this.

However, they refused to press the button for help no matter what. It was very strange.

"This, this!" Feng Hetang and the others' eyes flickered. Clearly, they didn't want to answer this question.

This was because their seniors had warned them before the competition that they absolutely could not easily withdraw from the competition. This was because there were important figures watching this competition. They had to display their martial arts cultivation and talent.

If that big shot took a fancy to them, they would immediately rise to fame.

If their competition had just begun and they hadn't even displayed their strength, then they would have immediately withdrawn from the competition, displaying such a cowardly display that would disappoint their family's elders.

If that were the case, they would probably be skinned alive by the elders of their families and swept into the ranks of trash. They would no longer be able to enter the center of the family's power.

With such an outcome, they wouldn't dare to withdraw from the competition even if they were beaten to death. However, how could they say these words? Wouldn't that mean that this kid had something on them?!

"Not willing to answer?"

Xia Ping touched his chin and revealed a devilish smile: "It seems that you have your own difficulties, but I like people with difficulties the most."

like my ass!

Feng Hetang and the others were so enraged that they wanted to bite this demon to death.