Chapter 2182: Small Punishment

Liu Wuyang suppressed the joy of his Rebirth after his arm was severed, and once again returned to his previous sinister appearance.

"What am I saying? I'm certainly asking for your twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones."

He said with a sneer, "Although you allowed me to Rebirth my left arm, what does that matter?"

It's just like this, completely unable to move, it's a total scam.

So my injury still hasn't been healed. Since it hasn't been healed, then you should compensate me with twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Uh…"

After he finished speaking, the people around were first stunned, and then began to discuss animatedly.

"He's too shameless. I clearly saw him moving his left arm just now, and now he's saying he can't move it. This is clearly to extort twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones from him…"

"That's right, he healed his severed arm, and instead of being grateful, he wants to extort him. He's simply not human!"

"Speak softer, don't forget who he is. That's the One-Armed Crippled Sword. We can't afford to offend him with one hand, let alone now that he's grown another hand…"

Although people were extremely disgusted by Liu Wuyang's behavior, out of fear of his strength, no one dared to step forward and speak.

Jiang Fangzhou glared angrily, "You ungrateful wretch, are you trying to extort him?"

"How is that possible? I am the most reasonable person."

Liu Wuyang pointed to his Rebirth left arm, "It just doesn't work well. Am I supposed to lie?"

"It doesn't work well, does it? Then give it back to me."

Ye Bufan's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the other party, reaching out to grab him.

"Young man, do you still dare to make a move against me?"

Liu Wuyang was waiting for this moment. His idea was to intimidate the other party with force, and then have him obediently hand over the Spirit Stones.

Facing Ye Bufan's grab, he directly threw a punch, without any politeness.

But finally, his expression changed. The punch, which he had used with all his strength, hit nothing. Then, his wrist tightened, firmly caught by the other party.

Moreover, the force of the other party's grip was immense, and his wrist faintly made cracking sounds, as if it could be crushed at any moment.

"He's actually a master!"

In his shock, he no longer cared about anything else. He fiercely threw a punch with his left hand, directly striking towards the other party's Face, intending to use a feint to save himself.

Ye Bufan flicked his wrist, throwing him out, and the two separated again.

"Didn't you say your left hand couldn't move?"

"I!"

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Liu Wuyang was instantly speechless. In his haste just now, he had used his left hand. Now, he couldn't deny it.

But he had never been a reasonable person, and he didn't care about these things.

"Young man, stop talking nonsense, quickly hand over the twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones to me. Not one less."

As he spoke, Liu Wuyang reached back and drew the long sword from his back. Although he had just suffered a small loss, he didn't take it to heart.

Firstly, he felt it was due to carelessness. Secondly, he was best at swordsmanship. As long as he had his treasured sword in hand, his combat power would instantly double.

Ye Bufan frowned. This person was truly ungrateful. He had already given him enough Face, but now he was still pushing his luck.

"I'll give you one last chance. Get lost!"

"Give me a chance?" Liu Wuyang smiled disdainfully, "Young man, you haven't even bothered to ask who I am, yet you dare to say you'll give me a chance.

Quickly hand over the twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones, or else this Da Shao will tear down your medical hall today."

"Ungrateful, then pay the price."

Originally, in his own medical hall, Ye Bufan didn't want to see blood, but this guy was truly ungrateful, so he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

After speaking, his figure moved, and he rushed over once again.

"Young man, let me show you my swordsmanship."

Liu Wuyang was full of confidence. With a flick of his wrist, a sky full of sword shadows erupted, directly engulfing Ye Bufan's figure.

The onlookers sighed. Such a good Little Divine Doctor, it seemed he was finished.

But at this moment, the sword light suddenly disappeared. At some unknown point, the long sword in Liu Wuyang's hand was already in Ye Bufan's hand.

"This…"

Everyone was stunned, their mouths agape. They hadn't expected that the Young man in front of them not only had divine Medical skill, but his cultivation was also so high that the One-Armed Crippled Sword was not his match in a single move.

The most shocked was Liu Wuyang. He never expected that Ye Bufan had hidden his cultivation before and was so much stronger than him.

"How is this possible? How old is he? How can his cultivation be higher than mine?"

Before he could recover from his shock, the treasured sword in Ye Bufan's hand flashed with a cold light, and his newly grown left arm flew high into the air, falling to the ground.

"Ah!"

Liu Wuyang immediately let out a tragic cry, partly from the pain in his arm, and partly from heartache.

Disabled for so many years, he originally thought he could finally become a normal person, but this arm hadn't even warmed up

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for a few minutes before it was severed again.

At this moment, he was filled with regret. If he had known, he should have stopped while he was ahead. Two thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones for an arm was still very worthwhile.

But there's no medicine for regret in this world. Since he did it, he had to bear the consequences.

The treasured sword in Ye Bufan's hand once again flashed with sword light, and his only remaining right arm also flew out, making him completely crippled.

"You… you… you actually crippled me?"

Seeing both his arms severed, Liu Wuyang's eyes blazed with anger.

"You brought this upon yourself. This is the punishment for people like you. Get out of here quickly, or the next thing to be cut off will be your head."

What Ye Bufan had to do now was find someone, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble, otherwise he would have already cut off his head.

"Young man, you wait for me."

Liu Wuyang was also intimidated by the Killing Intent released from the other party's body and dared not say anything more. He turned and left.

As soon as he left, a burst of cheers erupted behind him.

"Great! Evil truly has its retribution. This guy has done evil for many years, and now he's truly crippled…"

"Good job, Little Divine Doctor! This is acting on behalf of the Dao. If you ask me, he should have just killed that guy…"

"The Little Divine Doctor is truly amazing! Not only is his Medical skill good, but he also has such high cultivation. He's really too powerful…"

Ye Bufan didn't care about these things. He had Jiang Fangzhou dispose of the two severed arms, and then the medical hall continued to operate.

For the next period of time, although many people were still gathered at the entrance, there were no more patients coming for treatment, after all, not just anyone could produce a thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Ye Bufan was not in a hurry, sitting there leisurely sipping fragrant tea.

About half an hour later, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside. It was Zhang Xiaoyu, the Da Shao, who had left earlier.

Through the previous events, Jiang Fangzhou's impression of him had changed a lot, so he didn't stop him when he entered the door.

Zhang Xiaoyu rushed to Ye Bufan, asking anxiously, "Dr. Ye, I just heard that you severed Liu Wuyang's other arm. Is that true?"

"Yes!"

Ye Bufan took a sip of fragrant tea and said unhurriedly, "That guy came here to cause trouble, I just gave him a small punishment."

"Dr. Ye, you've caused a lot of trouble."

Zhang Xiaoyu exclaimed anxiously, "Do you know who that guy is?"