Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1894 - 1897: So What If I'm Arrogant?

In an instant, everyone in the entire gym froze. All the big-shot Sect Leaders of the Cultivation World had teasing smiles in their eyes, the many loose-ticket cultivators' gazes lit up, feeling there was a good show coming, while the many Alchemists of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands exploded on the spot."Presumptuous! Shen Qiang, what virtue or ability do you have to dare spout such wild talk here? Don't even mention the Peak Ten Alchemists, you're trash that didn't even make it into the top hundred Alchemists ranking!"

"What a joke! Just you, Shen Qiang, also want to challenge the Peak Ten? At least take a piss and look at yourself in it—do you have that qualification?"

"Arrogant! You're nothing but a side‑door braggart who only knows how to boast. You dare run wild in public—do you think our Thirty-two Skillful Hands has no one left?"

Amid the furious roars of the many Alchemists.

Among the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, that very young Alchemist who looked about sixteen or seventeen, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Shen Qiang with total excitement, muttering, "Grandpa Qiang mighty! Society's Brother Qiang is just way too cool!"

At the same time, sitting in the big‑shot area, Weisheng Zhimei's beautiful eyes looked at Shen Qiang in pleasant surprise; she pouted coquettishly in her heart with delight: "Hmph, that's more like it. A man who can sleep with me—if he doesn't even have this bit of dominance, wouldn't he be worse than an eggplant?"

"Shut up!" Shen Qiang suddenly arched his brows.

The sound driven by his True Yuan was like thunder. It instantly silenced everyone present and even made the gym's glass windows buzz.

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, Shen Qiang cast a contemptuous glance at Chu Xiaotian, standing not far in front of him, whose expression faintly showed fear, then turned his gaze toward Pan Zheng, sitting straight‑backed in the big‑shot area, and said in a loud voice, "This piece of trash Chu Xiaotian keeps provoking me, but he's just a small fry. I can ignore him."

"Chu Xiaotian is a small fry?" All the cultivators present were stunned.

"So cocky. Chu Xiaotian, the Heaven's Chosen—that's publicly acknowledged as the best Alchemist of the younger generation! Yet in Shen Qiang's eyes, he's this worthless? Damn, regardless of how strong Shen Qiang actually is at Alchemy, just this kind of bravado—how many people can pull that off?"

"This pride is terrifying! Looking across the entire Cultivation World, who dares call Chu Xiaotian a small fry? This Shen Qiang is either monstrously capable, or he's a lunatic!"

"That big‑shot aura is too strong, so scary. I don't even have a tenth of Chu Xiaotian's strength; if he's still a small fry, then what am I…"

But just as everyone was shocked by Shen Qiang's arrogance, Shen Qiang, expression calm, arched his brows and smiled, saying, "But as the head of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, your disciple talks such nonsense, and you, Pan Zheng, pretend you can't hear or see it. That means Chu Xiaotian's behavior has your tacit approval."

"So you come. Come Dan Fighting with me—any category is fine. The loser will do hard labor for the winner for ten years."

Shen Qiang's words were spoken calmly.

Everyone present instantly felt their scalps go numb.

They were utterly dumbfounded.

"One of the Peak Ten Alchemists, the head of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, Pan Zheng—that's the legendary, Divine‑like Alchemy grandmaster! Shen Qiang wants to Dan Fight him? Is he trying to die?"

"This Shen Qiang is way too inflated. This is literally digging his own grave!"

"Has this Shen Qiang gotten tired of living?"

In the instant those thoughts turned in everyone's hearts.

Chu Xiaotian, not far in front of Shen Qiang, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Shen Qiang, you're really like an old longevity star eating arsenic—you've lived enough. Pan Zheng, Head Pan, that's a Peak‑level existence among Alchemists. You dare provoke him with just your measly self? It's laughable. Are you that desperate to lose to the Head and go work for him for free for ten years?"

Hearing that, the surrounding cultivators all started laughing as well.

"Shen Qiang, you know your own level is trash, so you want to get guidance by doing ten years of grunt work for the Head, steal some skills that way, right?"

"Haha, if you want to learn, just say it straight. Kneel and beg our Head. Maybe if his heart softens, he'll take you as a disciple and you'll soar to the heavens in one step?"

"I'm laughing to death, he really doesn't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

The many Alchemists sneered.

Which made many cultivators present can't help but shake their heads and sigh.

"I originally thought Shen Qiang was alright, but being this arrogant—isn't he just looking for death? Pan Zheng is one of the Peak Ten Alchemists. Dan Fighting with him is like wielding a big blade in front of Guan Gong!"

Not only did the onlooking cultivators think so.

The Great Sea Demon King Yu Jiang also looked at Shen Qiang with cold eyes, snorting inwardly: "I don't know what spell he put on my brother to make him willing to be his steward. This little Dragon Demon does have some bearing, but he's not wise enough. Given the current situation, as long as he can make the top eight in the Elixir Pills evaluation segment, I can work with him. But he just has to seek death and dares challenge Pan Zheng's Alchemy Skills. Then forget it. Someone this overconfident—if I take him as a partner, he'll just be a pig teammate."

"This Shen Qiang is a delusional fool!" The fatty looked coldly at Shen Qiang, frowned and sighed, "I had just thought Shen Qiang might have the qualifications to be my enemy, but I didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he exposed his low IQ. Pan Zheng is a Divine‑like existence in the Alchemist circle. Challenging him with a level that didn't even make the top hundred list—Shen Qiang is no different from an egg hitting a rock. This IQ really is worrying."

But just as they were all thinking Shen Qiang was overestimating himself.

Not only was Weisheng Zhimei covering her mouth, secretly laughing, her beautiful eyes full of delight, but Qin Yurou, hiding on the second floor, was even more wide‑eyed with shock and pride as she looked at Shen Qiang.

"So handsome, this is exactly how it should be. Your Elixir Pills are all Divine Grade; in terms of pill quality, no one can match you. As long as you have the Pill Recipe, even Pan Zheng can't beat you!"

At this moment, the purple‑clad girl standing behind Shen Qiang watched him with beautiful eyes full of curiosity and a bit of oddness.

"Men really are strange creatures. We were clearly happily eating breakfast together, and then turn around and they're at each other's throats. I really hope the two of them can get along."

While everyone had their own thoughts, Shen Qiang, who had waited a moment and seen that Pan Zheng still hadn't replied, frowned and said loudly, "Pan Zheng, Head Pan, stop pretending to be deaf and dumb. I want to Dan Fight with you. The loser works as hard labor for the winner for ten years. Don't pretend you didn't hear. Do you not dare?"

Hearing this, Chu Xiaotian laughed wildly: "Shen Qiang, shameless guys like you are really rare. Not dare? Our Head is a Medicine King‑like Divine being; with a casual move he can crush you into slag. And you still dare shout at him?"

"Exactly, I'm dying here. Don't you know what status you've got?"

"If you don't seek death, you won't die. Shen Qiang, you're finished."

But just as the Thirty-two Skillful Hands' Alchemists were laughing.

Pan Zheng, whose expression was a little awkward, said in a deep voice, "Dan Fighting is something for young people to do. I'm old now, so Shen Qiang, this matter… let's just forget it."