The Talented Doctor

The black-clothed man glanced at him, but at that glance, it was as if he was looking at a dead object with no life mechanism, with a carelessness that didn't look at him at all, "Go away."

A simple word, but almost made Hexi smile.

She has always been accustomed to it, and it was the first time she encountered a guy who was colder and more arrogant than her.

Hexi put his arms around his chest and said with a smile, "Why?"

The expression of the man in black still did not fluctuate, his eyes were faint: "If you want to live, get out; if you want to die, you can try to stay."

"I'm sorry." Hexi curled up the corners of his mouth in a cold voice, "I don't want to die, but I don't want to roll. So there is another way, just get out!"

Hearing this, the black-clothed man's eyes finally loosened, as if a layer of frost had condensed.

He squinted, his whole person seemed to disappear in place, and he attacked Hexi.

A cold light flashed in Hexi's eyes, and his figure moved quickly.

For a moment, countless afterimages of Hexi appeared in the room, surrounding the men in black.

The black-clothed man raised his eyebrows slightly, the contempt and indifference in his eyes was taken away a bit, turning into a trace of solemnity.

In the next moment, countless Hexi attacked the man in black.

In the slender Yuncheng, the jade-like fingers bloomed like soft lotus leaves, but when they attacked in front of them, they carried a terrifying murderous intent.

In the dormitory of the Medical Palace of God, you can practice, you can do it, but you cannot destroy the building.

Therefore, the conflicts between ordinary students will be resolved through melee combat, otherwise the entire dormitory area will collapse if a spell is used.

Hexi was a killer in her previous life, and she has full confidence in her level of close combat.

So far, with the exception of Nangong Yu, she has not fallen behind in pure combat, including the original Feng Yunjing. If it weren't for the black evil flag, she would only be beaten unilaterally by herself.

But the black-clothed man in front of him, his posture and fighting skills, shocked He Xi.

He had already exerted all his strength, but this man in black seemed to be able to do well all the time.

The most important thing is that the thin layer of spiritual power attached to the black man's hands and body seems to be wearing armor for him, so that his attacks cannot cause him damage.

However, in Miluo Continent, how many people can control their spiritual power into armor at will? Even at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, it might not be possible, right?

The black-clothed man struggled with Hexi for a while, his eyes flickered slightly, the spiritual power of the whole person suddenly soared, and Hexi quickly enveloped him.

Hexi was limited by his spiritual realm, and there was a momentary pause in his movements.

A pair of cold and rough palms strangled her throat in an instant, pressed her back hard, and pressed her against the wall.

He Xi only felt that his throat was sweet, and blood stains overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The man's cold breath spit out on her face, and looked at her eyes condescendingly, without a trace of human emotion, "You are not my opponent."

In this situation, Hexi, instead of fear and panic, laughed unscrupulously, "Really? But what?"

The man in black was taken aback and suddenly felt a slight tingling pain from the bottom of his neck.

He lowered his head in amazement, and saw that the clothes on his neckline turned into fragments and fell down, and between his collarbone and neck, just close to the carotid artery, there was a small scar.