"The study of the Royal Doctor is a matter of life and death. To pass under my instruction, you must have real skills. If you want my approval, you need to work hard. Going to the battlefield requires ten tis the effort of other subjects, otherwise, you can’t graduate! So, are you ready?"
Gu Tong possessed an innate aura, stemming from the military grit inherent in her family, which wasn’t apparent in her usual laid-back deanor.
However, when faced with real challenges, her serious deanor was intimidating enough to awe everyone.
She was Gu Tong, the Royal Doctor capable of saving lives on the battlefield, who could also hold a weapon to the enemy’s throat, and simultaneously, the teacher to this group of students.
She freely switched roles, changing positions as needed, each ti executing them perfectly.
"Devil, Devil King... Do we need to do sothing..."
A drop of cold sweat fell from Huang Zhizhong’s forehead, only feeling that the question of being ready was more like asking if they were ready to die...
His small heart was pounding, ready to jump out at any mont.
Li Yan’s thick eyebrows slightly raised, a deep smile at the corner of his mouth, said, "Do sothing about what?"
Huang Zhizhong: "..." Of course, do sothing about your wife...
Principal Huang’s heart roared, yet he didn’t have the courage to utter a single word.
After all, facing his idol, the renowned Devil King, he was sowhat intimidated.
Despite this, he was still the Academy’s principal, concerned about the student’s graduation rates, fearing that with Gu Tong’s approach, this subject might collectively fail.
"There’s no problem with the teacher’s teaching thod."
Sheng Yiweng, sitting in the second row behind Principal Huang Zhizhong, unexpectedly spoke up, "At the First Royal dical College, students graduating from these three subjects are few due to the strict control by Mr. Bai Li and Professor Hao."
"So say they are excessively strict, leading to a scarcity of battlefield Royal Doctors, but no one knows that they aren’t training Royal Doctors, but elites!"
Royal Doctors and elites sound indistinguishable, but in reality, it’s like the difference between a trainee and the Student King.
"My grandfather often told that the true rescuers in battle are the dical trainees. Their dical skills may not be up to the Academy’s standards, but their physical abilities are several tis those of the academicians, keeping up with the trainees to complete rescue missions is no easy feat."
"Yet, even so, major academies are still studying these three disciplines, and even Mr. Bai Li hasn’t given up on cultivating doctors, because they believe, soone in this world will inherit Mr. Bai Li’s will and beco the second battlefield dical god!"
Sheng Yiweng’s words were profound, not easy to understand for those not well-versed in it.
"Can Mr. Bai Li have an heir?"
Huang Zhizhong asked, slightly stunned, thinking of Mr. Bai Li, the master who intimidated the dical world, and all the legends about him.
He swallowed, wondering if anyone could truly inherit his legacy in this world...
"No."
Li Yan answered first.
The fact that Mr. Bai Li accepted Gu Tong as a closed-door disciple was top secret, relating to her safety, so he had to be very cautious.
"Not necessarily!" Sheng Yiweng responded with determination, looking firmly ahead and said without hesitation, "If there is truly soone in this world who can inherit Mr. Bai Li’s spirit, I believe that person is my teacher."
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