Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 320 - 319: Guardian Spirit Immortal!

The sudden shout startled Sun Zhe and the other two, making their scalps go numb.

Chen Ruolong quickly pulled his sister behind Sun Zhe to seek the great one's protection. He shouted in the direction of the voice, "Who is it?! Who's speaking?!"

"It's your daddy speaking!"

A large black figure shot straight up from the rustling, dense bushes. It leaped more than ten meters high before crashing down with a shower of leaves, like a war god descending from the heavens.

Sun Zhe focused his gaze and saw that the newcomer was a tall, burly, middle-aged man. The man had a handsome face and was dressed in strange black attire, and his brow exuded an overpowering, heroic aura.

After landing, the man quickly drew two bone-handled scimitars from his waist.

Sun Zhe's expression tensed. He extended a hand to shield the Chen siblings behind him and said to the man, "Sir, we aren't grave robbers. We came to your esteemed land simply to find someone."

"I'll help you find my blades!"

The man seemed quite furious and completely ignored Sun Zhe's words. With a loud roar, he unleashed his True Qi. He shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, his two scimitars radiating a menacing aura as they slashed toward Sun Zhe in a cross pattern.

Sun Zhe dared not hesitate. He immediately stepped forward and threw a punch at the man!

"BOOM!"

The domineering Fist Force, wreathed in lightning, tore through the air. It was like an invisible beast pouncing forward with astonishing momentum!

The man instantly felt the oppressive pressure, and his heart pounded in shock. He quickly crossed his scimitars in front of his chest to block the Fist Force.

Although he blocked the Fist Force, he couldn't defend against the lightning. His large frame instantly began to tremble and smoke, forcing him to drop his scimitars and hastily use his True Qi to stop the electricity from invading his body.

"Good one, kid! You've got some skill!"

The man gave a grim grin, exhaling a puff of white smoke. He staggered back several steps before barely steadying himself, feeling a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, his hands numb and powerless.

He realized from that single punch that he was no match for Sun Zhe! However, he remained confident, because he wasn't fighting alone!

He took a deep breath, placed two fingers to his mouth, and blew a sharp whistle.

The next moment, Sun Zhe and the other two heard rustling sounds coming from all around the dense forest, as if many people were moving through the undergrowth at once. When they looked closer, the three of them realized it wasn't people, but Corpse Wolves, each as large as an ox! And behind the Corpse Wolves, giant pythons were slithering!

"Holy shit! He's a goddamn Beast Tamer?"

Chen Ruolong cried out in alarm, his entire being overcome with a sense of dread. His face turned pale as he stammered, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Sun Zhe ignored him, appearing perfectly calm. He stared at the man in front of him and said earnestly, "Sir, if we really fight, we might die, but your side will definitely suffer heavy losses. It's no exaggeration to say that I can drag you down with me."

The man snorted coldly. "So, what are you trying to say?"

Sun Zhe said bluntly, "Can you give me a chance to explain? I have no ill intentions in coming to your esteemed land. I am only here to find someone."

As he spoke, Sun Zhe was already secretly mobilizing his True Qi, preparing to activate his Yin Yang Wings. If the situation developed poorly, he would just have to grab the Chen siblings and escape with the wings. As for staying to fight to the death, that's just pure nonsense!

The man was about to speak, but at that moment a Corpse Wolf with drooping ears and downcast eyes walked up to him. It raised its head and whimpered "awoo, awoo" a few times, even gesturing with its paw like a wronged child complaining and tattling.

Seeing this, Sun Zhe suddenly had a bad feeling. He now recognized this Corpse Wolf—it was the one he had beaten up that night! He had kicked it in the stomach, and the lightning had scorched its fur. There was still a footprint on it now.

"What?!"

The man seemed to understand the beast's language. After grasping the Corpse Wolf's meaning, his fury boiled over. He abruptly raised his head to glare at Sun Zhe, cursing through gritted teeth, "You goddamn outsiders! Fuck your ancestors!"

"Robbing our clan's ancestral tomb and beating my wolf pups!"

"You deserve to die ten thousand times!"

"My little ones, get them! Tear these three robbers to pieces, and you'll all get an extra meal tonight!"

"AWOOO—!"

At his command, the pack of wolves threw their heads back and howled in unison. Their previously calm eyes suddenly turned a bloodthirsty red!

Sun Zhe cursed inwardly, knowing there was no longer any room for discussion. He immediately turned, grabbed the arms of the two Chen siblings, and abruptly unfurled a pair of black and white wings from his back, preparing to shoot into the sky.

However, in the next moment, his heart was filled with despair. He could see several Winged Dragon Birds circling in the sky above!

If he flew up while pulling two people, it would be no different from flying up to serve the Winged Dragon Birds a free meal.

Helpless, Sun Zhe had to abandon the idea. He said to the Chen siblings, "It looks like our only choice is to fight!"

The Chen siblings nodded to him, their eyes filled with determination.

Although they were terrified, at this point, they had no other choice.

"Boss, I, Chen Ruolong, have no regrets about dying with a hero like you!"

"Damn it, let's do this! Let's fight them!"

Sun Zhe said nothing. He suddenly unleashed his full Cultivation, his entire body crackling with lightning. As the saying goes, to catch the bandits, you must first capture their king. He planned to subdue the middle-aged man as quickly as possible to create a slim chance of survival.

Seeing two Corpse Wolves pouncing toward him, his eyes turned fierce as he prepared to punch.

"Come on, you beasts!"

"Hold on!"

But just then, the man unexpectedly shouted for them to stop.

Hearing his voice, the two Corpse Wolves came to a screeching halt. They turned their heads to look at the man and whimpered a few times as if asking a question.

At the same time, the giant pythons that had been restlessly waiting in the back also stopped moving.

Chen Ruolong rolled up his sleeves. "What, you want to take my boss on one-on-one?"

The man ignored him, staring at Sun Zhe. "What's your name?" he asked.

Sun Zhe fixed his gaze on the man. "Sun Zhe."

"Sun Zhe? The surname is Sun… could it really be…" The man thought back carefully. As if remembering something, his expression gradually became excited. He strode over to Sun Zhe, staring at the black and white wings on his back, and laughed loudly. "Guardian Spirit Immortal! Are you this generation's Guardian Spirit Immortal?!"

Sun Zhe looked puzzled and glanced over at the Chen siblings.

Chen Ruoyi, as if she had thought of something, suddenly looked at Sun Zhe as if she were seeing a ghost, covering her mouth with her hand.

But then, the man unexpectedly knelt on one knee and declared in a booming voice, "Yao Xiong, the seventy-fifth generation successor of the Dragon Taming Race, pays his respects to Lord Guardian Spirit Immortal!"

Sun Zhe was so startled he flinched. He quickly helped Yao Xiong up. "I don't know anything about a Guardian Spirit Immortal. Sir, you must have the wrong person."

"No! I'm absolutely not mistaken! You are the Guardian Spirit Immortal, because your surname is Sun!"

"There are many people in the world with the surname Sun."

"But only one Sun Family has the Yin Yang Wings!"

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