The Medical Guru의 모든 챕터: 챕터 621 - 챕터 630

"You're stuck at the second class?" Fang Qiu gazed at He Gaoming. Judging from his aura, Fang Qiu knew that He Gaoming was indeed a second-class Martial Superior, but Fang Qiu could not tell what his actual level was.Fang Qiu said, "Strike a blow. Let me see.""Okay." He Gaoming's eyes lit up.For him, this was equivalent to Fang Qiu's concession. If he wanted him to make a move, he must want to instruct him.With great expectation, He Gaoming took two steps back and then used all his strength to throw a fierce punch at Fang Qiu's face."Bang!" Fang Qiu reached out his right hand and caught hold of He Gaoming's fist.Fang Qiu sensed the power erupting from He Gaoming's fist.It was at the peak of the second-class Martial Superior!"Master, what do you think?" He Gaoming withdrew his fist and then quickly approached Fang Qiu. He looked at Fang Qiu expectantly, waiting for Fang Qiu

"Please." Long Qiyun passed through the gate, crossed the patio and came to the main hall. He motioned for Fang Qiu and He Gaoming to sit down and then told the servants to serve tea before he sat down next to Fang Qiu.Fang Qiu nodded and smiled discreetly.Long Qiyun lived up to his name as the head of the Long family. The main hall had a host's seat, which was a level higher than that of the ordinary guests. However, Long Qiyun deliberately sat next to Fang Qiu, which left a very good impression on him.He would certainly respect the people who showed him respect.Fang Qiu cupped his hands and then asked, "Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Long. The reason why I came to visit you is because I want to get your consent to let me forge a sword by myself. Of course, I will not participate in the whole forging process. I just need to make the final touches before you finish casting the sword.""Hmm?" Long Qiyun's face immediatel

As a guru, Fang Qiu indeed had a vision that ordinary people didn't have.Before, he had been learning and looking for ways to cast a sword. Now, he had almost mastered the method of sword casting, and no longer needed to worry that he wasn't proficient in it. Thus, Fang Qiu could finally take things easy and work on how to make a sword with the vision of a guru!Admittedly, it was just a small change. After all, casting a sword was indeed serious work, and Fang Qiu wasn't sure if the change would cause any problems. So, he could only take it slow. He decided to check out the effect before getting to the complete change.Having built the mold, Fang Qiu had officially started to cast the sword!Next to him, Long Qiyun was soon flabbergasted when he saw that Fang Qiu was already in the place to cast a sword.It was not because Fang Qiu's technique was any brilliant.On the contrary, it was because Fang Qiu's

"The Guru Realm and the aura of a guru. It's so freakish."Feeling the aura on the sword that could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth, Fang Qiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.He took off his coat and wrapped the Guru Sword in it.Then, Fang Qiu dashed back to the Long family in a flash.He returned to the underground workshop in the backyard.Fang Qiu directly took the remaining 17 swords, as well as the Newborn Moon Sword Long Qiyun cast by himself and the other two fifth-class swords he made before. Except for the one that He Gaoming had taken away and the first fifth-grade sword that didn't look like a sword at all, there were exactly 20 swords in total.After collecting all the swords, Fang Qiu wasted no time to take off quietly.The Guru Sword was no small matter.Before the official auction, it was better to keep it a secret for the time being. Otherwise, it would abs

"Even for we Chic Cloud Pavilion, this auction is the top priority."When Fang Qiu completely disappeared out of sight, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and then quickly turned to report to his superior.As to Fang Qiu, after walking out of the Chic Cloud Pavilion, he muttered along the way, "Now, all I've got is the useless Newborn Moon Sword. If Long Qiyun had let me hammer it once when he was casting it, this sword would have been a fine sword worth at least a million. What a pity."While whispering to himself, Fang Qiu took a taxi and went straight to the airport, preparing to go back to Jiangjing.In an antique wooden building that was exceedingly luxurious."Knock, knock, knock."The middle-aged manager, who had received 19 swords from Fang Qiu, came to a door and gently knocked on it."Come in."A booming voice came from inside."Creak."When