All Chapters of The Amazing Doctor: Chapter 1761 - Chapter 1770

Although Rodrigo was a Warrior at the first level of the Eldoria realm, he had never seen a technique as advanced as the Wind Phantom.When he saw the shadowy figures rushing toward him, he broke into a cold sweat. He couldn't tell which was Sebastian's true form and which was just an illusion. Soon, countless shadows surrounded him. The audience cried out in shock. Was that really the same Sebastian, who looked so ordinary?"Rodrigo! Run!" His companions yelled desperately. Rodrigo was sure to die if he tried to fight against someone at Sebastian's level. What else could he do except run?However, Rodrigo was in a desperate situation, and he couldn't feel any fear. He couldn't even hear the yells from the stands.He didn't dare to let himself be distracted even for a moment. If he did, he was sure to die. "I-Isn't that—" Phineas was tongue-tied. He had only ever seen the ordinary Wind Phantom move, but Sebastian's move was clearly far more frightening than any that he had

Sebastian's voice wasn't loud, yet it reached the ears of every single person there. His words were an open insult, directed at all the experts, yet no one dared to move.Even if they all attacked at once and managed to kill Sebastian, many people were sure to die by his hand as well. No one wanted to be the one who died first.The arena remained deathly silent. Even the audience was dumbstruck.Sebastian had just challenged hundreds of international experts, and not a single one dared to answer him.It was amazing! He had single-handedly forced hundreds of them into submission.The host was also staring at Sebastian in a daze. If they came one by one, Sebastian might be able to deal with them. However, if hundreds of people charged at the same time, even punching each person once would be difficult.The host looked warily at the crowd in the stands.Luckily, no one dared to step forward. Before Sebastian could provoke them further, the host said hastily, "As there is no one els

"Sebastian, can Mr. Zane really do it?" Whitney asked as she stared nervously at Zane. As the heir to the Northman family, he was used to leading a pampered life. Could he fight in an arena? He probably couldn't even fight back against thugs on the streets if he didn't have bodyguards with him."You should have more confidence in Zane. I'm sure that he can do it," Sebastian said, smiling widely."Huh?" Whitney found it hard to believe that Zane was a martial arts expert. He didn't look the part at all, and he had now backed away to the edge of the arena. If not for the rope around it, he would probably have fallen off!"Sebastian, maybe we should call him back. I-it's too dangerous! If anything happens to Mr. Zane, it'll be hard for us to explain things to his father!"Zane was the apple of Theodore's eye, and he was also their only son. If anything happened to him, the partnership on the new anti-cancer drug project that Arctic Snow Group had with Theodore would be over.Althou

Pascal had thought things through. If they fought at close range, Zane might not stand a chance against him.Zane's advantage depended on the distance between them. "Fight up close? Sure! Come here!" Zane beckoned to Pascal.A cold smile appeared on Pascal's swollen face. Before Zane's word even fell, he lunged forward. His plan was simple—rush in, leap into the air, and land a powerful kick on Zane. However, he had only reached a spot about eight feet away from Zane when something strange happened. Suddenly, he felt an invisible force bind his hands and feet. He could no longer move. What was going on?He was too close to Zane now, but why was his body not responding to him?Pascal couldn't move, but Zane could move freely. Taking full advantage of the situation, he rushed up and gave him a kick to his right side, then another. Pascal stood on the spot like an idiot and let Zane kick him numerous times.The audience was dumbstruck. Was the Southian here to commit suic

Farrell stopped him quickly and said in halting Dramonian, "I hear that there is a saying in Dramon—never hit someone in the face. I feel that this move of yours is insulting to Warriors!" Zane frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?""Can we avoid slapping each other in the face and just fight with punches and kicks?" Farrell asked, narrowing his eyes at him. He didn't expect Zane to agree, since slapping people from a distance was the main factor in his victory.Unexpectedly, Zane agreed. "Well, since you put it that way, I won't slap you. Come and try out my iron fists instead!" With that, he took a step back. Farrell stepped forward warily. He had no wish to follow in Pascal's footsteps. He also didn't attack rashly. Instead, he scrutinized Zane, as if he was looking for an opening. However, Zane wasn't going to wait around for him to attack. After retreating several steps backward, he suddenly rushed forward to Farrell.Farrell hastily changed direction and go