Nine-Rank Healer

Watching Yang Ming in the arena, Lin Feng could not help but speak.

"No, Brother Pure White was far stronger than that man. Back then, Brother Pure White was only eighteen when he advanced through nine ranks in succession. He originally had a chance to challenge the rank of medical arts master, but he gave up halfway. If he had continued, with his strength, he would have had more than enough to succeed!"

Dan Chun shook his head as he looked at Pure White.

"Whether it is Pure White or us, this moment proves that this man called Yuexia Ming cannot be underestimated. He has already displayed the strength of a supreme prodigy."

Mu Qing shook his head, looking gravely at Yang Ming in the arena.

"Hmph, ninth-rank healers are all ants if they do not become masters. Only those who become medical arts masters truly stand at the peak. So what if he advanced through nine ranks in succession?"

Ouyang shook his head with a disdainful expression.

Hearing this, the other five said nothing, but they clearly agreed.

Just then, the ninth match began!

The task was to treat a patient on the verge of death to the greatest extent possible.

Yang Ming was already familiar with the process. As soon as it began, he gathered a massive amount of Wood Release chakra and injected it into the patient's body, stimulating their life functions!

Half an hour later, the patient had fully recovered and was completely cured!

Yet the others had only just begun!

"Holy shit, he's already finished? How is that possible!"

"Are you kidding? I hadn't even processed it, and he was already done?"

"A ninth-rank healer—he actually made it!"

"Amazing, absolutely amazing! He's simply an unparalleled prodigy!"

At the sight, everyone's eyes widened in utter disbelief.