Old man Han Keshu and the others looked strange, and couldn't help complaining in their hearts:
I heard that in order to sharpen their bodies and stimulate their potential, demon cultivators sometimes practice self-mutilation, but self-mutilation can only make their hands and feet disabled, or their bodies disabled but their minds strong. I've never heard of people with brain damage?
Yes, the combat power of demon doctors is much stronger than that of ordinary medical practitioners. If they compete with each other at the same level, they are not much worse than immortal sword cultivators.
But the problem is that they met Gu Qingxi.
Is Gu Qingxi an ordinary medical practitioner? She is a ruthless person who can fight even better than demon cultivators.
If it were a day ago, Han Keshu and the others might have been more worried when they heard such a competition topic, but now, thinking of the poor so-called ruthless person of the fourth elder of the Tang family, they certainly couldn't worry even if they wanted to.
Especially Qi Xiangdong, how much he doubted Gu Qingxi before, how much he trusted her now.
Looking at the demon doctors headed by Lu Xuanyuan on the stage, his eyes showed deep pity, as if he saw a tragedy unfolding.
"I say, do all the demon cultivators in Tiancang Continent have poor brains?" Murong Yi was also sitting in a corner of the viewing area, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Gu Qingxi gave her, and asked in surprise.
"I'm different from them." Long Jingyu lowered his voice and said embarrassedly.
He only said that he was different from other demon cultivators, but did not refute Murong Yi's speculation that demon cultivators had poor brains.
There was no way, even he felt that the demon cultivators in the Demon Medical Alliance must have had water in their brains, otherwise how could they come up with such a self-inflicted question.
The only thing he could do was to try to distance himself from them and not appear too stupid.
Amid the indignant scolding of the immortal sect cultivators and the shameful silence of the demon cultivators, Lu Xuanyuan took out a jade bottle and placed it in the middle of the trial platform.
A ball of purple flames was sealed in the jade bottle, which was obviously the demon fire used in this competition.
"Masters, do you have any objections to the topic of the third competition?" The city lord also read out the rules at this time and asked Gu Qingxi and others.
When he said the words "third match", he emphasized his tone and quietly and desperately blinked at several people.
The topic of the competition prepared by the Demon Medical Alliance was clearly to bully the weaklings of the immortal sect medical practitioners. As a member
of the immortal sect, he was also indignant. However, due to his status as a referee, he could not say much, so he could only quietly hint to Gu Qingxi and others. Anyway, he
had already won two games. Even if he gave up the third game, there was still the fourth game. Even if he lost the fourth game, there was still the last game. There was really no need to go and seek abuse because of a momentary impulse.
"Are you really sure that you want to compete in this?" Gu Qingxi did not answer the city lord's question, but nodded slightly to show that she appreciated the good intention, and then asked Lu Xuanyuan curiously.
She really felt a little sympathetic to this unfortunate child, and really didn't want to abuse him too badly.
"If you are afraid, you can also give up." Lu Xuanyuan said expressionlessly.
Although he secretly felt ashamed for proposing such a contest topic, for the sake of his master's dignity and the honor of the magic doctor, he no longer thought about it.
His only belief was to defeat the medical practitioners in front of him, defeat the Renxin Alliance, avenge his master, and restore the reputation of the magic doctor.
"Then let's start." Seeing the determination in his eyes, Gu Qingxi knew that it was useless to say anything, so she was too lazy to say more nonsense and spoke directly to the city lord.
Hey, my eyeballs are almost blinking out, why didn't you see it? The city lord was so anxious that he wanted to rush to Gu Qingxi and pull up his eyelids to blink for her.
But since Gu Qingxi said to start, it was useless for him to wink.
"Both sides should prepare themselves. I will count from one to ten, and the competition will officially begin. One, two, three..." The city lord began to count helplessly.
The count was very slow, to give Gu Qingxi and the others enough time to take the healing pills in advance - they would certainly be beaten, but if they took the healing pills in advance, at least they would not be injured too badly, and would not die too miserably.
"I really don't know what they are thinking. Knowing that they are not opponents, why don't they just give up and admit defeat?" In the stands, a cultivator from the immortal sect said inexplicably, with a tone of regret. Obviously,
there are still two games to go if you lose, why do you have to fight to the death with the opponent in this one?
The key is, do you have a chance to fight to the death? I'm afraid that all the fish will die, and the net is still intact, so why bother.
"Young people who are successful are bound to be too sharp and don't know how to make choices. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many talented cultivators have failed because of this, alas." An old medical cultivator next to him sighed sadly, his eyes full of regret.
It was as if he had seen the young medical practitioners on the stage, like those genius cultivators who once rose to fame but eventually became short-lived, falling like a meteor, leaving only a moment of glory.
It must be said that this old medical practitioner is quite literary. To put it bluntly, he looked at Gu Qingxi and the others as if he was looking at a few dead people.
"Ten." The city lord finally counted the last number.
The five magic doctors set off at the same time. Qiu Yuhe, Wu Zigao, Yu Dingnan and Lu Yijie rushed towards Gu Qingxi and the others, while Lu Xuanyuan rushed towards the demon fire.
Everything was exactly as expected.
Looking at the hostility on the faces of the magic doctors, and then looking at the medical practitioners on the opposite side, all the immortal sect cultivators on the stage were furious.
Although from the first pill-rolling competition, Jiang Qiulin and Jiang Haoning's physiques were not bad, and they were definitely not inferior to the magic doctors, but that was just physique. If there was no powerful sword skills or magic spells, no matter how strong the physique was, it would only be beaten.
But it is different for the magic doctors. In order to improve their cultivation, they also need constant training like the magic sword cultivators. Whether it is sword skills or practical experience, they are simply not comparable to the medical cultivators. No matter
how strong Jiang Qiulin and Jiang Haoning are, they can only take a beating for a longer time.
Needless to say, Yan Rongan and Yu Anguang are obviously as weak as ordinary medical cultivators. I am afraid that they will be beaten to death in one encounter. Not only beaten, but also beaten to death.
As for Gu Qingxi... forget it, let's not watch it. As a female medical cultivator, so young, she doesn't look like she can fight. The more I watch, the more I can't bear it.
In the viewing seats, Chang Qingchi couldn't help but stand up. Looking at the strong and agile figures of Qiuyu and a few others, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
He was too excited, really too excited. He clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help muttering to himself: "We are sure to win, we are sure to win this battle, I want to see how powerful the Renxin Alliance is, how powerful that dead girl is..."
Just as he was excited, a familiar gaze fell on his face.
"What do you want to say again?" Chang Qingchi turned his head and said to Han Keshu unhappily.
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