King of Kung Fu in School

Chapter 403 Medicinal Skill Competition

"Haha." Kevin only chuckled. At this moment, Kenneth felt extremely jealous when he saw Kevin's strength. "What's wrong with this Kevin to showing off around? I am nothing in front of him. Since my superiority in martial arts is gone, I must shine with brilliance in healing techniques. I must become the most powerful healing master. At that time, my status will surpass Kevin's. In addition, my martial arts skills are not weak. Hmph, Kevin will be nothing in front of me.'

Just as Kenneth was fantasizing about how awesome he will be in the future, a student walked in.

"Who is the monitor?" The student asked.

Sophia stood up and said, "I am the monitor."

"Wow, the monitor is actually the famous Academy Beauty."

"Who are you?" Sophia asked. "I am the monitor of the second year of the Department of Healing Therapeutics."

"Oh, senior, what are you doing here?" Sophia asked. " We have a very powerful miraculous doctor in the second year. His medical skills were famous all over the world before he entered the Martial Arts Academy. I heard that among your freshmen, there is a disciple of Saint Brook. His medical skills are also very powerful. Do you dare to have a competition with us?" Said the senior. "Alright."

"Since that's the case, then let's compete at the clinic behind the Department of Healing Therapeutics at noon. Please have Saint Brook disciples in your class prepare." After saying that, the senior left.

Sophia turned to Kenneth and said, "Kenneth, did you hear that? Prepare yourself. There is a person in the second grade who is very skilled in medicine and wants to compete with you. This does not only represent your honor, but also our collective honor."

Kenneth said, "Are you begging me now?"

"What do you mean? They are challenging you."

"Alright, I'll let that second grade doctor know how powerful I am." Kenneth said. At the same time, Kenneth thought to himself, "Kevin has been in the limelight in terms of martial arts. Now it's finally my turn to display my might in medicine. I must ruthlessly torture that so—called miraculous doctor in the second grade."

At this moment, in the second grade's classroom, the monitor walked over to one of the men and said, "The monitor of the first grade is actually Sophia."

"Very good. Did the so—called Saint Brook's disciple in her class agree to compete with me?"

"Yes. Branden, it's time for you to show your might. You must leave a good impression on Sophia.

We have never had such a beauty in the Department of Healing Therapeutics. This time, take advantage of this opportunity. Maybe she will be your girlfriend. Your medical skills are brilliant. In terms of healing techniques, you have also reached the level of a level-2 healing master. I believe that when Sophia sees your accomplishments, she will be moved by you. Many third—grade students have yet to become level-2 healing masters."

"Hehe." Branden smiled. He didn't really want to have a competition with Kenneth. This was just a cover. His real goal was to show off in front of Sophia. There had never been such a beautiful female student in the Department of Healing. As the strongest student in the second grade, he would definitely want to flirt with her. Branden was only in the second grade, but his healing technique had reached level—2, much more powerful than many seniors in the third grade. One had to know that even Isaac was only a level-4 healing master. At noon, Kevin did not go to eat with Lily.

After all, their teaching buildings were far away, so it was tiring to run like this every day. Kevin, Sophia, and the others went to the cafeteria of the Department of Healing Therapeutics to eat together.

After dinner, at the clinic behind the Department of Healing Therapeutics, competition started. Kenneth, a freshman, and Branden, a sophomore, stood opposite each other, with their classmates standing on both sides. "Kenneth, do your best."

"Branden, you are the best, defeat the freshman."

"Disciple of Saint Brook? Let him taste the might of Branden." Freshmen also shouted, "Kenneth, take out your master's abilities." Kevin and Sophia stood together with a smile on their face. It felt like two idiots were competing. Their goal was Sophia. Kevin observed Branden was occasionally glancing at Sophia. Kevin knew that Branden wanted to show off in front of Sophia, let alone Kenneth. "You are the disciple of Saint Brook, Kenneth?" Said Branden. Kenneth snorted, "That's right, I am. Senior Branden. I heard that you were a famous divine physician before you entered the Martial Arts Academy. Why haven't I heard of your name?"

"Kenneth, I will let you hear it today." Branden's lips curved into an arc and he laughed in his heart, "Idiot, do you really think I'm interested in competing with you? I'm just using you as a stepping stone to show off in front of Eldest Sun."

Kenneth asked, "How do you want to pk?" Branden said: "There is a patient here with a rare illness. Let's compare whose treatment is better.

Kenneth snorted, "I won't do it without a judge, what if you don't admit that your methods are worse than mine?"

"Don't worry, there are so many students here. They must have some achievements in medicine. We can let everyone judge us. If you don't agree, call the dean of the department."

"Alright, let's do it." Thus, they immediately diagnosed the patient and wrote out a prescription.

Kenneth's treatment plan was to take medicine for three days, plus acupuncture once a day and massage for about a month. Branden's treatment plan was that he could cure it in about ten days with just a single dose of medicine.

Kenneth snorted, "I don't believe you can do it." Branden showed the treatment plan to Kenneth and everyone else. After Kenneth finished reading, his expression changed. "Kenneth, what else do you have to say? You should know better than anyone else that you lost. Your medical skills are far inferior to mine. Admit defeat please." Kenneth did not say anything. He said in his heart, "Branden, you are the one who found the patient. You must have found an illness you are good at. I am not convinced."

"If you're not convinced, you can find a patient with illness you're good at."

"Alright, wait." Not long after, Kenneth found a patient. This patient's illness was something he was good at treating. Behind the Department of Healing Therapeutics, there was a special clinic where there were all kinds of patients every day.

As a result, Kenneth lost again. Although his treatment could work, it was far inferior to Branden's.