Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2217 A Chance Encounter

Finally, Rhett concluded, "I'm getting garrulous in my old age. Alright then, I won't keep you all any longer. Good luck, young people! May all of you put on a good show in this competition. I now officially declare the commencement of this year's Holy Doctor Competition!"

His words were immediately followed by countless fireworks that shot up into the sky outside the event arena.

The applause continued for a long time until Rhett's figure disappeared from view. At the same time, the arena erupted with the popping sounds of party poppers as confetti floated down through the air. At this point, the judges of the competition also walked toward their respective seats.

From the gigantic four-sided display screen at the center of the arena, everyone saw Kenneth Schmidt, the Valley Master of the Shrewsdon Valley Sect, heading the group of judges with a solemn and gloomy face. Unlike Rhett, this man had the face of a judge and walked with a stern expression.

Naturally, the sight of this provoked a great deal of whispering among the hidden sect's disciples. "This Deputy Chief Judge seems quite reluctant to be here," Easton commented puzzledly while staring at the display screen.

Right after he said that, Roland replied next to him as if it were a matter of course, "That's of course. My grandpa enjoys solitude in the first place, so he's definitely reluctant to make such a public appearance at such a major event."

"Oh, I see... Wait a minute, isn't your grandpa the Valley Master of the Shrewsdon Valley Sect? How did he become the Deputy Chief Judge of the competition?" Needless to say, Easton's question was shared by many.

Seeing the puzzled look on everyone's faces, Roland replied helplessly with a shrug, "My grandpa has always been an Elder Emeritus of Cathay's Union of Medical Practitioners. It's just that he doesn't go public about it."

"Wow, Roland, you're really something! With such strong backing, the first place in this competition is surely gonna be yours!"

Upon hearing this, Roland shook his head at once. "Why would you think that? If I dared to ask my grandpa to help me win such a major competition, I'd be out of my mind!" Recalling his grandfather's severe countenance, he couldn't help but shudder all over.

While the two were chatting, everyone around them began forming teams of their own. Consequently, by the time they realized what was happening, everyone else had finished grouping themselves into teams of three.

Roland was speechless. Would a human being do this? Are you guys even human? Well, luckily, I still have Easton to keep me company. At the thought of this, he raised his eyebrows. "Little Easton, let's make a team together and get another pair of hands to join us. I promise I'll lead us to win the single-elimination event!" he suggested before putting his arm around Easton's shoulders. However, just when he was feeling pleased with himself, Easton stepped aside away from him. "Roland, you'd better take part in the draw instead. I've formed a team of my own." Roland looked astonished. "Huh? When did you do that?"

Easton replied with a shrug, "When the emcee finished announcing the rules of the competition just now."

Roland was lost for words. Easton's reply came as a shock to him; only now did he realize he had made a buffoon of himself. I got so focused on chatting that I forgot the business at hand. Talk about being careless!

He looked around; those from the hidden sect had gathered together in groups of three. As might be expected, Matthew, the most competent contestant, teamed up with Lola and the little monk as they headed to the registration area.

Roland had no choice but to leave the waiting area to take part in the draw. After all, he had only an hour to form a team. If he got eliminated right away for failing to form a team in time, he would have only himself to blame for it.

Shortly after that, he arrived at the designated area, his number card in hand.

Two young ladies were already waiting. Seeing their sylphlike figures from behind, Roland instantly got a little excited. However, his eyes stared in astonishment when they turned around as he approached them. "Hey, weren't the two of you always following Matthew around like a pair of ass-kissers? Why'd you two take part in the Holy Doctor Competition as well? You two are interns? Oh, I got it. You two were trying to learn Matthew's medical skills in secret, huh? My grandpa's right indeed-that women are the most deceitful kind of people out here!"