"From what I can see, all of you are indeed quite skilled."
Purple Rose spoke unhurriedly, his tone carrying a faint hint of judgment.
Another thing was that he looked young, not much different from Blueberry, but his voice sounded much older.
"You flatter us."
Stelle gave a slight nod. It was rare for the little gray-haired one to be this polite.
Purple Rose shook his head. "No need to be modest. I've practiced martial arts for many years. I can tell your level at a glance."
"You've practiced martial arts too? But you look so weak…"
They were still exchanging polite words here, but an unpleasant voice had already appeared. Purple Rose followed the sound and saw a green, oily head, a pair of dull eyes, and a set of thick, somewhat sexy lips.
As someone in charge, Purple Rose's composure allowed him to maintain a steady demeanor, but the moment he saw that fish head, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.
'What exactly was going on in that kid Green Hibiscus's (Lu Furong) head?'
'Getting beaten was one thing, but you even gave this thing the codename "White Snow Lotus"?'
'This head… and you call him White Snow Lotus?'
'And what do you mean I look weak?'
Purple Rose lowered his head, his gaze drifting downward as he looked at Nero…
'If we're talking about looking weak, shouldn't it be you, this little runt?'
'Could it be… in their race, the smaller you are, the stronger you are?'
After all, Green Hibiscus had been beaten into that state, and it was said it only took a single slap.
The more he thought about it, the more Purple Rose felt it was possible.
After all, no matter how petite this White Snow Lotus looked, the battle record was right there for everyone to see.
"Ahem." Purple Rose cleared his throat.
"White Snow Lotus, you are someone who has genuinely received the blessing of the Medicine King."
"In terms of the path of destiny, you may have walked farther than all of us. So it's normal for ordinary people to seem weak in your eyes.
"However, judging by your appearance, you're still quite young. So you must understand that appearances can be deceiving.
"Sometimes those who look weak aren't actually weak. You might not know this, but in Green Hibiscus's eyes, you also appear weak."
At this moment, Purple Rose's mental state was still quite steady.
He was even reasoning things out with Nero.
After that, Purple Rose looked at the other three, and finally fixed his gaze on Stelle.
He asked, "So, a strong person like you, why do you want to become part of the Disciples of the Sanctus Medicus?"
Stelle blinked. A thought stirred, and the urge to stir things up began pounding uncontrollably.
As everyone knows, the little gray-haired one is a new type of chaos-making machine that can even store a Stellaron.
As long as there's an opportunity, not messing around feels unbearable.
Facing Purple Rose's question, Stelle shook her head, putting on a confused expression, and said with a bit of an accent, "I dunno! That Green Hibiscus guy dragged me along, insisting I wanted to join the Disciples of the Sanctus Medicus, and just hauled me here."
Purple Rose, "..."
'Wait, sis, where are you even from? Why do you have an accent?'
After a brief moment of daze, Purple Rose shook his head and said, "It's fine. Whether one seeks power or seeks immortality, these are instincts engraved in human genes."
"Any attempt to go against instinct is laughable, shameful, and tragic… Although you haven't yet found your own path, you have already chosen the correct direction. That is good."
Hearing Purple Rose's explanation, Mr. Yang slightly turned his head to the side.
'Why does this situation feel so familiar?'
No wonder he could be Green Hibiscus's superior… the way he convinces himself is exactly the same.
Then, Purple Rose took out something and handed it to Stelle, saying, "Take this prescription."
"As long as you take this medicine, like me, you will sever the shackles placed upon your soul by the Devilish Archer Author (Lan), and obtain ultimate power and freedom.
"Some of the ingredients can be bought at medical halls, while others you'll need to find yourself."
Although there had been a small interruption earlier, things were still proceeding smoothly. Purple Rose felt that everything was perfect.
However, before he could even feel pleased for a second, that familiar, annoying voice from the green fish head rang out again.
"Wow, your pyramid scheme skills are pretty impressive."
Purple Rose turned to look at Nero, "..."
'What do you mean by that? Honesty is really going against me today, huh?'
'Why is it that every time I say something, you shoot back at me?!'
On the other side, after a brief moment of thought, Stelle asked, "Um, can we meet the boss?"
"The boss?" Purple Rose was momentarily puzzled. "Oh, you mean the 'leader,' right? You will meet him, there's no rush for now."
"Oh." Stelle nodded.
"So why did you join the organization?" March asked from the side.
Purple Rose let out a sigh. "It's embarrassing to say, but I was once a member of the hunting dogs… I trained in spear techniques for nearly a hundred years, and I was even close to becoming an instructor for the Cloud Knights."
"But constrained by the fragile body of a mortal, I could never break through the final barrier between myself and those 'martial geniuses.'"
As he spoke, Purple Rose clenched his teeth and fists, not knowing exactly what he was angry about.
"Whether it's that Yanqing who follows Jing Yuan, or that Nero who only recently returned to the Xianzhou, the effort I put in over thirty to fifty years might not even match a single month of their training!"
Hearing this, the three members of the Express felt a bit conflicted.
They had seen Yanqing before, so that aside… but Nero was right here on the scene…
Who knew what he was thinking, hearing someone express jealousy about him firsthand…?
Opposite them, Purple Rose suddenly relaxed a bit and said to Stelle, "Fortunately, this 'Dragon Coiling and Flood Leaping' prescription in your hands saved me. After taking it, I finally became a powerful being beyond the reach of mortals."
"Now, everything has gotten better… that pitiful 'Devilish Archer Author' from the past no longer exists. What remains is only a loyal subordinate of the Compassionate Medicine King."
"Well well, so you're Zhixin!"
Nero stepped forward and directly pulled off his head covering. "Then you're finished. You're not leaving today!"
The moment Zhixin saw Nero, he froze.
"Nero!? So it was you! No wonder Green Hibiscus got beaten like that!"
Behind him, Blueberry looked flustered.
"Lord Purple Rose, so they're undercover agents! Let's retreat quickly!", As he spoke, Blueberry turned and tried to run.
However…
Nero raised his hand, his finger lightly pressing downward.
BOOM!
A pitch-black meteor instantly tore across the sky and crashed down with a thunderous impact.
Blueberry was so frightened that he collapsed onto the ground, staring blankly at the black blade that had fallen from the sky, completely at a loss. Only a sudden gush of urine spread, soaking the front of his pants.
Nero immediately showed a look of disgust. With a casual flick of his hand, strands of wind twisted into threads, binding Blueberry's limbs and pinning him to the wall.
Then, Nero raised his head and looked at Zhixin. "Aren't you going to try running?"
But unexpectedly, Zhixin let out a cold snort. "Hmph! With the Medicine King's compassion, I have been granted a body immune to blades and spears, the courage to face thousands, and the strength of ten thousand men!
"These hunting dogs, skulking like rats, how could they possibly match me?!"
Hearing this, Nero curled his lips and laughed.
'What's with people like this, just standing at the door waiting to get beaten?'
'You're even more confident than that guy… what was his name... who came asking for a beating!'
A world-shaking battle was about to unfold here…
Our challenger is Purple Rose of the Disciples of the Sanctus Medicus, once a Cloud Knight, the Divine Spear Zhixin.
And he has chosen to challenge four champions alone.
They are the Sword Immortal Nero, the Galactic Baseballer Stelle, the Anti-Entropy leader Welt, and the mysterious girl March 7th.
'What a truly "evenly matched" battle this is.'