Demon Hand Divine Physician Volume 3 Chapter 31 A Pair of Dog Man and Woman

  On this day, the Xianmen where Tang Zihao was located started a big comparison. At the moment when the first ray of sunlight fell on the ground in the early morning, the thunder drum placed high up began to beat, and the rhythmic drumbeat echoed in the air, lingering in the Xianmen for a long time without stopping.

  It was a grand occasion, the once-in-three-years Immortal Gate Competition. On this day, all disciples from each peak of the sect were exempted from their usual cultivation and had to attend the event to cheer on their fellow disciples who would be competing. As soon as the drumbeat sounded, disciples from various peaks began to gather around the competition stage, with those arriving early securing spots at the front while latecomers could only stand behind or find higher vantage points such as trees, small hills, or rocks to avoid being blocked by those in front and miss the excitement.

  The dueling platform was five meters high and about a dozen or so meters wide, with a small path around it on both sides. This was where the Sect Master and Peak Masters would watch from, where they could clearly see every detail of the duel without missing any corner. The Great Sect Duel was not only to select the most outstanding disciples but also to plan for the future of the sect. A disciple who was deemed worthy of cultivation might become a pillar of the sect in the future. After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, there were countless large and small sects.

  Only by cultivating exceptionally talented and powerful future strongmen can their sect maintain its standing among the various sects in the cultivation world. Only by cultivating outstanding disciples can a sect and its master become known to the world, gain fame in the cultivation world, and be revered by other sects. Only then can they become a top-tier cultivation sect and attract more cultivators.

  "Did you hear that? Han Feng's sect actually sent that cripple Tang Zihao to participate in the Immortal Gate's grand competition, this is too unbelievable! Doesn't his sect have anyone else? They're actually sending a cripple to compete? Isn't this just asking for him to be beaten even more?"

  "Is that so? I can knock Tang Zihao down with just one hand, and let him go on stage to compete? What is Master Hanfeng thinking? He wouldn't really want to push him to his death, would he?"

  "What are you two worrying about? If he dies, then so be it. A cripple like him, what's the point of expecting him to bring honor to our sect in the future? In my opinion, pushing him forward would be good too. If he dies, that's one less problem. With his kind of character, who knows if he'll even bring shame to our sect in the future? Tell me, which peak in our sect has a cripple like him as a disciple? That Peak Master Han is really an oddball, refusing all others but taking in a cripple like him, tsk!"

  Several disciples gathered together, discussing the latest topic. When they learned that Han Lin had sent out a disabled Tang Zihao, everyone in the immortal sect ridiculed and waited to see the show.

  At this time, not far away, Sun Xing and several fellow disciples also arrived at the bottom of the martial arts stage. There were only a few people in his master's door, and they walked quietly with strange expressions on their faces, lowering their eyes, without saying a word.

  In the Xianmen, everyone knew that Tang Zihao was a waste, and no one thought he had any real power. No one took him seriously, just like they did a few days ago, with the same thoughts and contempt for him. However, the scene from a few days ago still lingered in their minds, as if it happened yesterday. The shock of that moment still made their hearts unable to calm down.

  It was Sun Xing, no one knew better than him the fear of death at that moment, no one knew better than him the horror and terror of being struck by lightning, he was a person who had experienced it personally, only he could feel the panic that was covered by a force with oppressive power, such a thing, even if he died, he didn't want to come again for the second time, but these people, he believed, after today, would also change their views on Tang Zihao, they wouldn't think of him as just a disabled person who couldn't stand up, they would only be shocked by his talent, they would only surrender to his strength!

  Jin Yumo followed, her chin slightly raised, with an unmistakable air of pride in her eyes, as if she had something enviable, and upon hearing that everyone was discussing Tang Zihao, she gave the crowd a disdainful and contemptuous glance.

  How could these people know that the crippled Tang Zihao they spoke of was a person with a variant spiritual root of thunder attribute? They couldn't have imagined that the person they looked down on would achieve greatness in the future, surpassing all of them. And he, would be someone they couldn't reach. At this moment, she felt proud because soon, Tang Zihao would become her husband, her man. His strength represented that she too would be respected in the future. His power would make many women envy her, because up until now, only she, Jinyu Yao, had been able to stand by his side.

  Like a proud peacock, she walked with her chest out and head held high. She didn't even deign to say another word to those people, because from the moment she saw Tang Zihao's abilities and strength, Jin Yumiao was destined for greater heights that these people couldn't compare to. Now, all she had to do was stand guard by his side and not let other women snatch Tang Zihao away!

  "Hey! Isn't that Sun Xing? You guys are here too? Come to cheer up your crippled junior brother?" One of the disciples saw them and spoke with a mocking tone, glancing at them with ridicule on his face.

  Sun Xing looked at them for a moment and said nothing, then stepped forward and walked away.

  "Huh? Why don't you say a few more words? Sun Xing, you've been following your master for quite some time now, right? Although this opportunity is rare, with a Foundation Establishment Pill and other things, I think your master is looking out for you. With your current abilities, going up there would only mean losing. Let's not mention others, but ask yourself, who in the Immortal Sect has abilities as high as Luo Shixiong? He's today's hottest candidate. Your crippled junior brother can only rely on luck, and it'd be good if he doesn't get beaten to death on stage."

  Sun Xing lowered his eyelids and paused for a moment, still not speaking. The disciples behind him looked at each other with strange expressions after hearing the words of those few people. Tang Zihao was beaten to death on stage? He didn't even use thunder to kill others on stage, which was already considered good. To know that cultivators like them couldn't withstand a single strike from a shocking thunderbolt, one bolt would surely be fatal!

  "What's with those eyes? What kind of face are you putting on? Am I not telling the truth? Look at yourselves, people who don't know any better would think that crippled disciple of yours is quite formidable!"

  Younger brother (in a master-disciple relationship)

  After hearing the words of that disciple, they looked at each other in dismay. They didn't dare to call Tang Zihao "Shidi" (younger brother), or were they tired of living and wanted to be struck by lightning? If they provoked him, wouldn't they be finished?

  Thinking of the changes in the sky that day due to his spiritual power, thinking of the muffled thunderclap that rang out in the cloud layer, thinking of the lightning bolts that split from the air and fell so close to their senior brother's side, at this moment, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spine, and involuntarily shivered. At that time, their senior brother was scared urine-less, but they didn't look down on him, because they knew that if the same thing happened to them, they would be the same, or even die of fright on the spot.

  "Hmph! You'll know soon enough who's the real deal." Jin Yuyao walked over, looking at the person with disdain: "I advise you not to speak too early, or else it will be you who ends up losing face." With that, she flipped her head and swayed her slender waist as she walked forward. She wanted to grab a good spot so she could see Tang Zihao's majestic performance on stage and not miss any exciting moments.

  That disciple watched her swaying her hips as she walked forward, each step making her buttocks swing slightly. Looking at her wearing a pink dress today, her slender waist was tied by the belt to be even smaller, but the fullness in front of her chest was even more prominent. He couldn't help but feel a surge of passion, following behind her: "Jin Shimei, I haven't seen you for a while, and I find that you seem to have become even more beautiful. Look at this slender waist and plump buttocks, it really makes people's hearts itch."

  No woman would dislike being praised, and Jin Yu Yao was a vain woman herself. Upon hearing this, she suddenly felt a surge of joy, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a smile as she glanced at him sideways, her voice soft and melodious as she hummed: "Today, your words are quite pleasant to hear, I've been paying attention to my skin care lately, and I've eaten several beauty pills, of course, the effects can be seen. However, it's my business that I'm beautiful, you looking at me with envy is useless, I still don't think highly of you."

  She gently touched the pearl flower on her head, she had made a special effort to dress up today, in order to move Tang Zihao's heart. She believed that no man would not like a beautiful and sexy woman, and she was originally born with a beautiful face, and knew how to dress up. Now, after taking that beauty pill, her looks were even more delicate and charming, exuding a hint of seductive sensuality. From the way those male disciples looked at her as she walked by, she knew just how captivating and eye-catching she was today.

  The crowd under the stage grew larger and more crowded, and that male disciple smiled slyly, his eyes lingering on her body: "Jin Shimei, I heard you've been getting close to Tang Zihao recently. You wouldn't have taken a liking to him, would you? What's good about a cripple like him? He only has that decent-looking face going for him. You're so beautiful and captivating, it'd be a waste if you were to follow him! Why not consider me instead? The Lu family is also a prominent clan, our family background is something ordinary people can't compare to."

  As he spoke, he gradually approached her under the pretext of being pushed and squeezed by the increasing crowd around them, intentionally colliding with her body, pretending to be jostled forward, and took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, slowly moving downwards.

  Feeling those hands moving irregularly on her body, Jin Yumei's beautiful eyes widened in anger. With more people around, she didn't dare to speak too loudly and let others know that she was being taken advantage of, so she lowered her voice and said: "Lu! Take your hand away!" However, as soon as the words fell, that salty pig hand pinched her buttocks fiercely again, leaving her in pain and shame, her face flushing bright red.

  The man with the surname Lü approached her, and everyone's attention was focused on the stage, watching the disciples who were waiting to compete next, so no one noticed the two of them. On the contrary, due to the crowdedness, it gave the man surnamed Lü a better opportunity to make his move.

  The elastic touch in his hand made the man surnamed Lü's heart flutter, and seeing her slightly red face staring at him with a mixture of shyness and anger, he was struck by her charm, which ignited a surge of lust within him. Seeing that she didn't dare to speak out loud, this only made him even more unscrupulous.

  "Jin Shi Mei, you look so beautiful and sexy, this pinch is even more intoxicating. I'm addicted to it just from one pinch. What should we do?" As he spoke, his body leaned forward, his hands grasped her waist, making her buttocks press against his lower body. With intentional or unintentional friction, in the midst of so many people, this secretly pleasurable and intoxicating feeling made him extremely excited, and he couldn't let go of her hand.

  "You!"

  Her waist was clasped by his hands, wanting to move away from his side, but her struggle only further stimulated his sensitive areas, feeling the thing pressing against her buttocks quietly changing, and her body stiffened involuntarily.

  Although she was born bold, she had also tempted Luo Junjie. Although she was still a virgin, she was very familiar with the affairs between men and women. She naturally understood the changes in a man's body, but she didn't expect that he would dare to do such things in front of so many people. She was afraid that if she spoke out, it would ruin her reputation and Zi Hao wouldn't want her anymore. But if she didn't speak out, she would be held captive by him, with their bodies pressed intimately together. This feeling made her feel both ashamed and angry.

  He was an ordinary disciple with strength comparable to hers, although his family background was better than average. If it were in the past, she might have still been able to entice him, but now, she only wanted to climb up to Tang Zihao and didn't want to get entangled with any other man.

  "Let me go... Ahh!" The words had barely left her lips when he suddenly used the people behind him to push forward and gave her a fierce headbutt, as if she had been struck by a hard wooden stick, causing her to involuntarily gasp for air.

  The thrilling feeling also made the man's body behind her tremble with excitement, although they were separated by clothes. This kind of fear and thrill that she had never experienced before made her dare not make a sound, while the people around them didn't notice anything. At this moment, he held her waist with one hand, and his other hand wandered over her body, caressing her through her clothes. Even when no one was looking, his large hands secretly pinched her full breasts once.

  Jinyu Yao herself was already ****, and at this time, she was being touched and pinched by him, after a while, she actually fell weakly into the arms of the man behind her, relying on his supporting force to lean against and avoid falling to the ground. Her delicate face flushed with an unusual redness, as her heartbeat accelerated, her gaze gradually became dazed, her lips lightly biting, as if suppressing something, that enchanting **appearance made Mr. Lu's heart drift away.

  She was powerless to stand, her whole body soft and weak, which only added to his arrogance and male pride. Looking at her powerless leaning in his arms, being taken advantage of by him as he pleased, he also felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart. The competition on the stage had already begun without anyone noticing, but the two of them were one biting their lips with weakness and restraint, while the other was single-mindedly attacking the beautiful woman in front of him. As the crowd around them cheered and pushed forward, the man surnamed Lü also took advantage of the momentum to push forward, one hand grasping Jin Yuyao's waist, the other hand touching her chest. The sensation in his hands and the excitement below transmitted to his brain, making his whole body tremble with a low growl, quickly surrendering. Jin Yuyao could no longer bear it and cried out loud, their voices mixed in with the cheering crowd, nobody noticed, and the two of them completed a somewhat improper act right there in front of so many people...

  After they finished, the man felt a wave of comfort and satisfaction, looking at his slightly damp robes and then at Jin Yu Yao's emotional expression. He was deeply satisfied, and after she caught her breath, he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "Jin Shi Mei, you really are something, actually accompanying me here to enjoy this moment. Honestly, I really like your style, it's just right, I'm fond of it."

  "Hey, Lü! Don't go too far!" She glared at him angrily and scolded in a soft voice, but her words were drowned out by the cheering of the disciples on stage, rendering them completely ineffective.

  "Hehe, Jin Shimei, what's wrong? Wasn't it fine just now?" He reached out to touch her, but she slapped his hand away. With a careless smile: "You weren't like that earlier, I thought you had feelings for me too. After all, didn't you go limp and fall into my arms, letting me do as I pleased? Didn't you?"

  "Get away from me!" she glared at him, pushing aside the people in front of her and squeezing forward. She couldn't stand next to him anymore. This man was crazy, actually daring to take liberties with her in such a crowded place! How detestable!

  Watching her departing figure, the man smiled softly: "Jin Yu Yao, you can't escape, next time, I'll find you again." As he spoke, looking at his own hand, this hand had just touched her full chest, that feeling was truly captivating...

  "Crazy! Bastard! Damn it! Pervert!" Jin Yuyao muttered to herself as she pushed her way forward, thinking about the scene earlier and glancing at Tang Zihao sitting in his wheelchair on one side of the stage, feeling inexplicably guilty. If he found out about this, he would definitely not let her stay by his side again, and might even show her a look of disgust. These were things she couldn't bear, so she mustn't let him know!

  "It's okay, it's okay, no one will know." She comforted herself, adjusting her mood and trying to relax, but she didn't expect that the man who had gotten a taste of sweetness would formally set his sights on her, with designs on her body...