Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Seven Hundred and Twenty-Five

Over a hundred kilograms of iron sandbags whistled through the air with formidable momentum.

Long Xiaoshan stretched out a hand like an Azure Dragon extending its claw, his fingers piercing into the iron sandbag. He grabbed the hurtling bag of iron sand with one hand and casually tossed it aside, dusting off the iron sand from his palm. He sized up the pink-clad figure before him—it was Zhao Xiaoqiao, the leader of the Special Action Unit Southern Sichuan Group.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaoqiao was wearing a tight, pink sports tank top and black shorts, her long, straight, and toned legs ending in a pair of sports shoes. Her wine-red hair was tied back behind her head.

Having just finished a rigorous workout, her skin glistened with sweaty dampness.

The perfect lines of her muscles didn't appear bulky, but instead, like a leopard, they were full of explosive power.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Tang Yan also had the physique of a fitness enthusiast, clearly a regular gym-goer.

But compared to Zhao Xiaoqiao,

It was like a domesticated dog versus a wolf proudly soaring through the mountains—the gap was too great.

No wonder Zhao Xiaoqiao's nickname was "Pink Panther."

She indeed was a leopardess.

The leopardess was glaring fiercely at him now.

He said with a smile, "Team leader, you're quite fiery, aren't you?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Xiaoqiao coldly retorted, "You actually know how to come back. If you don't want to be this instructor, then just quit. What's the point of holding up a spot without doing anything? I might as well find someone more capable sooner."

Long Xiaoshan walked up to Zhao Xiaoqiao, bringing his hands together, "Isn't this me coming to apologize to you, team leader? Don't be angry, little Qiao, anger brings wrinkles."

Long Xiaoshan reached out to touch Zhao Xiaoqiao's face.

He lifted the corners of her pursed lips into a smiling expression.

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Xiaoqiao delivered a fierce knee strike aimed straight for Long Xiaoshan's groin—the strike was so vicious that, if it connected, it would be chicken flying and eggs smashing.

Long Xiaoshan tensed up below the waist.

He hastily took a step back.

Zhao Xiaoqiao, seizing the advantage, unleashed a rapid barrage of kicks, kicking out thirteen times in succession.

Long Xiaoshan was astonished.

Zhao Xiaoqiao had made no small improvements.

She was only at the Xuan Level Beginner Stage before.

Now she was clearly at the Mid Xuan-Level.

Thirteen leg winds enveloped him, sealing off all escape routes, but the Long Xiaoshan of today was not the same as before. Although Zhao Xiaoqiao had improved quickly, the gap had actually widened in his eyes.

Long Xiaoshan's hands moved swiftly, accurately intercepting her fierce leg strikes and seizing Zhao Xiaoqiao's ankle.

All the leg shadows instantly vanished.

Zhao Xiaoqiao, surprised at how easily Long Xiaoshan caught her leg, reacted swiftly. Once her foot was caught, her body immediately lunged forward, her fingertips shaped like a blade, thrusting towards Long Xiaoshan's throat.

Long Xiaoshan didn't evade, his gaze fixed on the knife-like fingers stabbing toward his throat.

Just as Zhao Xiaoqiao's fingers were about to pierce Long Xiaoshan, a flash of panic crossed her eyes—why wasn't Long Xiaoshan dodging?

When her fingertips were a hair's breadth from Long Xiaoshan's throat, Zhao Xiaoqiao couldn't hold back anymore, her knife hand opened up, shifting from a stab to a grab, clamping down on Long Xiaoshan's throat.

"Why didn't you dodge!"

Zhao Xiaoqiao roared somewhat angrily.

Long Xiaoshan grasped Zhao Xiaoqiao's thighs, positioning them around his waist, and supported her body without concern for the chokehold she had on his throat.

"If my death can quell your anger, Chief, then it's worth dying for," Long Xiaoshan said with a hint of world-weariness in his voice, all the while subtly moving his hand away from the acupoint on Zhao Xiaoqiao's leg.

Zhao Xiaoqiao's face stalled, her chest heaved violently, and her ears turned a rosy pink. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out three words: "You jerk."

Long Xiaoshan led Zhao Xiaoqiao to a nearby bench and sat down, having her straddle his lap. Once seated, Zhao Xiaoqiao realized how intimate the position was and hurriedly tried to get off him.

Long Xiaoshan held her and said, "Chief, this is for you."

His other hand moved from behind to the front, opening to reveal a vivid and intoxicating shade of green in his palm.

It was a jade pendant.

"Emerald Green!" Zhao Xiaoqiao exclaimed in surprise.

She recognized at a glance that the jade was of the finest Emerald Green, not to mention the craftsmanship, and even the raw material alone was probably worth tens of millions.

"Don't think you can buy me off with money," Zhao Xiaoqiao said with haughty coquettishness.

"This isn't ordinary jade; it's a Magic Artifact I got from Myanmar," Long Xiaoshan explained.

"You went to Myanmar?"

"Yes, for a month, and I almost didn't make it back," Long Xiaoshan said. "I got this specifically for you. This Magic Artifact can block an attack from a Xuan-level Late Stage expert."

"What... What?" she stammered.

Fine, the Emerald Green was one thing—Zhao Xiaoqiao, as chief of the Special Action Unit Southern Sichuan Group, wasn't someone unfamiliar with luxury.

In their circles,

it wasn't unheard of for aristocratic young masters to ingratiate themselves by offering gifts worth over a hundred million.

After all, as the head of a Special Action Division and a Xuan Level Expert, not to mention a stunning beauty, she had enough clout to marry into families like the Nie or the Ye Family.

But Zhao Xiaoqiao was fiercely proud and looked down on so-called noble families' young masters. She wanted a man who was stronger than her. Being a Xuan Level Expert herself and wanting someone close to her age who could surpass her was extremely rare.

So, she remained single.

However, even the gifts from those top-tier young masters

were never as extravagant as Long Xiaoshan's gesture.

A Magic Artifact that could withstand an attack from a Xuan-level Late Stage expert.

At the last auction in Hechuan City, the jade bead Magic Artifact Long Xiaoshan offered sold for a sky-high price.

That was merely a common Magic Artifact, capable of blocking ordinary small-caliber bullets.

It couldn't compare to a Magic Artifact that could block a Xuan-level Late Stage expert's attack.

If this pendant was genuine,

it was beyond price, impossible to obtain on the market, something money couldn't buy. Such supreme Magic Artifacts, even if available, were treasured by major families as heirlooms.

"Is this, real?" Zhao Xiaoqiao, who wasn't one to covet wealth and could remain unmoved even by Emerald Green, was astounded by such a high-grade Magic Artifact—it was too rare.

Her fingers pinched the jade necklace, lifting it to her eyes.

Upon closer inspection, her gaze sharpened. The jade wasn't ordinary; the green within was genuinely flowing, like a dark green stream with many golden runes appearing faintly within it.

When she held it, a cool sensation ran through her body, quickly dispelling the lactic acid that had built up from her vigorous exercise.

It was definitely a Magic Artifact!

Zhao Xiaoqiao could feel it.

"Would I lie to you? Come on, let me put it on for you," said Long Xiaoshan tenderly, picking up the pendant, unfastening the clasp and hanging the jade necklace around Zhao Xiaoqiao's neck.

Zhao Xiaoqiao sat motionless, letting Long Xiaoshan put the necklace on her without any response.