"Take it. You really can use it." Han Keshu took out the elixir that he had rejected yesterday, and his eyes showed concern again.
"Han Keshu, do you think that the medical practitioners of your Renxin League can beat my magic medical practitioners? It's a joke, it's a huge joke, hahahaha..." Chang Qingchi finally couldn't help laughing.
Everyone in Tiancang Continent knows the weakness of the immortal medical practitioners and the strength of the magic medical practitioners. No matter how you think about it, their magic medical alliance is sure to win this battle.
Han Keshu actually dared to bluff in front of him. Isn't this a joke?
Qiuyu and a few others certainly thought so. Looking at the "weak" immortal medical practitioners in front of them, the scenes of yesterday's successive defeats reappeared before them, and a smile appeared on their faces, but it was just a grin.
But unfortunately, they were wrong this time, and most of the people present were wrong.
Seeing Lu Yijie rushing towards him, Jiang Haoning was not afraid at all, but excited: Here it comes, the long-awaited moment is finally here!
It was not until he met Gu Qingxi that he realized that medical practitioners could also fight well, and he also realized that the feeling of swinging a medicine pestle to abuse people was so comfortable and so refreshing.
But as a medical practitioner, what would it be like to swing a medicine pestle to hit people's heads all day long? So most of the time, he could only bury this kind of fun deep in his heart.
But he didn't expect that the Demon Medical Alliance would raise such a question in the medical skills competition.
From the moment the city lord announced the topic of the competition, he was already impatient and his blood was boiling.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Haoning pulled out the medicine pestle and hit Lu Yijie's head hard.
Then, there was a muffled sound of "dong", and Lu Yijie fell straight to the ground.
The stands, which were just full of curses, suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared at this scene blankly, almost unable to believe their eyes. qqxδnewJiang
Haoning actually knocked out a demon cultivator with a stick. How is this possible? That's right, it wasn't a stick, it looked like a pestle. He used the pestle to knock out a demon cultivator, but does it make any difference?
Lu Yijie was lying on the ground, his eyes were also blank.
Just now, when he saw Jiang Haoning's attack, he was still thinking: Is this Jiang Haoning stupid? He actually dared to attack me. Doesn't he know what the consequences of angering me will be?
Originally, considering that they were both medical practitioners, he might have shown mercy to him and not beaten him too badly, but if he angered me, wouldn't he be dead? As a
medical practitioner, how could he not even have this brain?
But when Jiang Haoning's stick... oh no, it was this pestle that really hit him, he realized that he was wrong and that he was the fool.
This pestle was so unstoppable and so fast as a meteor that he didn't even have a chance to dodge and was knocked over by the pestle. It felt like he had taken the initiative to hit it.
When did the immortal medical practitioners become so good at fighting? Lu Yijie was very confused and puzzled.
Qiu Yuhe was also puzzled. Just as Jiang Haoning took out the pestle, Jiang Qiulin also took out his weapon and smashed it on Qiu Yuhe's head.
When seeing his weapon, not to mention others, even Gu Qingxi opened her eyes wide in shock.
A medicine trough, it was actually a medicine trough. It was the kind of trough used to crush spiritual herbs. It was cast with fine iron. It was not only huge in size, but also incredibly heavy.
Gu Qingxi never thought that Uncle Jiang, who looked gentle, thin and weak, would choose such a heavy medicine trough as a weapon.
However, the following facts proved that Jiang Qiulin's choice was right.
Qiu Yuhe had suffered from Jiang Qiulin's loss and knew that his physique was not inferior to his own. He did not dare to despise him too much. When he saw him take out the medicine trough, he immediately turned his head and drew out his long sword to block it.
However, the medicine trough in Jiang Qiulin's hand was too big and too heavy.
With a "clang", the long sword was swung away, and the medicine trough hit Qiu Yuhe's face hard.
Qiu Yuhe didn't even have time to groan before he fell to the ground with his sword.
What a great force, what a terrible weapon! Everyone who saw this scene took a deep breath.
Gu Qingxi finally understood why Jiang Qiulin chose the medicine trough as a weapon:
after all, he had been training his body for a shorter time and had experienced fewer actual combats. Although he had worked hard enough, his combat effectiveness was still much worse than Jiang Haoning.
The heavy medicine trough made up for this gap very well.
For example, if he had used a long sword, Qiu Yuhe would probably have dodged it, but with such a huge medicine trough, there was no place to hide.
Time seemed to stand still, and all around, whether it was the immortal monks or the demon cultivators, they all rubbed their eyes.
Chang Qingchi also remained standing, and even the smile on his face did not disappear, but there was only shock in his eyes, no longer any smile.
The competition had just begun, and the two demon doctors were knocked down by someone with one move without any resistance, and were knocked down by two "weak" immortal monks.
When did the demon doctor become so weak, and the immortal cultivators become so powerful?
"Ah..." Suddenly, a scream rang out.
But this scream did not come from the trial platform, but from the stands.
"Are you mentally ill? Why did you stab me for no reason?" Then, a demon cultivator asked angrily.
"Let me see if I'm dreaming?" another demon cultivator said weakly.
"You want to see if I'm dreaming, so why do you stab yourself, not me?" The demon cultivator who was stabbed became even more angry.
"It was a mistake, a pure mistake, or you can stab back?" The demon cultivator who stabbed said apologetically.
"Ah..." Then there was another scream, and blood gushed out of the demon cultivator's leg. Obviously, he was really stabbed back.
The immortal cultivators around all felt a chill: It was indeed a demon cultivator, who stabbed me as soon as he said it, so cruel.
Alarmed by these two screams, everyone came back to their senses and put their minds on the trial platform again.
After knocking down Lu Yijie and Qiu Yuhe respectively, Jiang Haoning and Jiang Qiulin did not stop. They swung up the pestle and medicine trough respectively and rushed forward like wolves and tigers.
Qingxi was right. If you don't remove the grass at the root, it will grow again in the spring breeze. When dealing with the strong demon cultivators, you must not show mercy and give them a chance to turn over.
The pestle and medicine trough fell on Lu Yijie and Qiu Yuhe like a storm. After the two demon cultivators stabbed each other with knives, screams rang out one after another.
Like everyone else, Wu Zigao and Yu Dingnan were also stunned, and only then did they wake up with a start.
Without caring about Yan Rongan and Yu Anguang in front of them, they changed direction at the same time and rushed towards Jiang Qiulin and Jiang Haoning.
They obviously forgot that in addition to Yan Rongan and Yu Anguang, there was also Gu Qingxi on the stage.
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