Chapter 45 Medical Fairy Duan Murong

"Oh my god, this is truly the army of the God of War!"

"It's not enough for the God of War to dominate the Divine Sword Ranking, is he going to dominate the Legion Ranking as well? Do you want people to live?"

"Why are you howling? Even if there is no God of War, can you be on the list? Isn't the most miserable one His Majesty the First Emperor?"

"Yes, the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Hundred Battles Armored Soldiers swept across the six nations, and they were so famous, but in the end they were not ranked in the top ten. The gap between them... is unimaginable!"

"Before the Legion Ranking was released, everyone, including His Majesty the First Emperor, probably believed that the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Hundred Battle Armored Soldiers would take the top spot!"

"Who would have thought that the God of War would appear again and not even let go of the Legion Ranking? He is simply inhuman!"

"You're right, the God of War is really not a human being!"

“He is God!”

"The divine power of the Mo Dao soldier, with one blow of the sword, can cut a man and a horse into pieces, and can defeat a thousand with one, and is invincible. It is simply too terrifying. Just looking at that big sword makes people tremble with fear."

"Can one really fight a thousand? Even a great master would have difficulty, right?"

"The power of an organized army cannot be compared to the power of an individual. Besides, didn't I say that they have divine power?"

"Too!"

"I really want to see how powerful and graceful the swordsmen are."

"If I could see the divine power of Mo Daobing, I would have no regrets in my life!"

…

When the magical Mo Dao soldiers appeared, the whole world was in an uproar.

When it comes to the legion, what everyone is looking forward to is naturally its combat power.

Although the immortal doctor and benevolent soldier are very powerful, people do not have any intuitive feeling about them. Deep down, they still think that they are just saving lives and healing the wounded.

But a soldier with divine power and Mo Dao could defeat a thousand at once and cut a man and a horse into pieces with one sword. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

Confucian little sage village.

Zhang Liang looked at the army list in shock: "Is there such a powerful army in the world? Could it be that they are all composed of master warriors?"

Fu Nian looked deeply at the symbol of the divine sword of the Mo Dao soldier and said, "Look at that long-handled sword. It is estimated to weigh more than 100 kilograms. It is absolutely difficult to swing it without divine power. Even for a master warrior, it is difficult to use such a sword."

A martial master has powerful true qi, and he can indeed swing such a broadsword with enough true qi, but it will be difficult for him to last long.

If you want to fight with such heavy weapons, you must be born with supernatural powers.

"There are only a few people born with supernatural powers. It is impossible for them to form a legion."

Zhang Liang shook his head. The only people with natural supernatural powers he knew were Wushuang Gui of Baiyue and Da Tiechui, the leader of Mohism.

Yan Lu said: "In fact, it doesn't have to be born with it. Physical warriors are also extremely powerful! And seeing the leader of the magical sword soldiers fighting in battle without any injuries, I thought of someone."

Zhang Liang said, "Second Brother is talking about Dian Qing from the Pijia Sect!"

Dian Qing was born in the Pijia Sect of Daliang, the capital of Wei. He was extremely tall and strong. He could train his body into a shield, making him invulnerable to swords and spears. He was well-versed in hard skills and was praised as "a head of copper and arms of iron, unscathed in a hundred battles."

Yan Lu nodded: "Not bad!"

Zhang Liang said: "But training the body is more difficult and more arduous than training the Qi. Only a few people can achieve success. If you want to form an army..."

Zhang Liang didn't say anything else, but everyone knew what he meant.

It is extremely difficult to form such an army of physical warriors.

Becoming a physical warrior not only consumes a huge amount of resources, but also is not something that everyone can become. It requires a certain amount of talent, and more importantly, an indestructible mental and mental fortitude.

There is only one such person in a million.

Even if Ying Zheng unified the six kingdoms, he would not be able to form such a legion.

Otherwise it would have been formed long ago.

Yan Lu said: "It may be difficult for others, but the God of War is not an ordinary person."

"If he has a powerful body-refining technique and enough elixirs, it might not be impossible."

"Just like the Dragon and Tiger Pills that were awarded as rewards on the Legion Ranking, one pill can increase one's strength by a thousand pounds. As long as there are enough similar pills, it won't be difficult to form a divine force Mo Dao Army."

Zhang Liang nodded slightly, his eyes leisurely: "This kind of elixir is hard to come by, only the Great Dao Jinbang can easily produce countless of them."

"Who exactly is the God of War? Is he really a god?"

…

“A-choo!”

In the Prince Wu's Mansion, Zhao Wu, who was lying on the armchair basking in the sun, suddenly sneezed, "Could it be that Rong'er missed me?"

Mingzhu's beautiful eyes turned pale, and she said, "I think Your Highness is missing Sister Rong'er. Isn't it enough for Your Highness to have us?"

The fashionable enchantress Mingzhu, dressed in black lace, has sexy curves, a voluptuous figure, narrow and beautiful eyes, a seductive temperament, and a natural charm.

"Your Highness must be disgusted by our old age and lack of beauty."

Yan Lingji opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was faint, like a pool of spring water, gurgling in people's hearts. She was wearing a flaming robe, with a graceful figure, and was charming to the core.

What a deadly goblin.

Zhao Wu put his arms around Mingzhu and Yan Lingji and said, "Aunt Mingzhu, Aunt Lingji, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then she lifted Zhao Wu's chin with her jade hand, speaking in a teasing tone, full of domineering, with cold eyes, like a queen in the harem.

At this moment, her temperament changed completely, becoming dignified and noble, "Okay, serve me well, and I will reward you with whatever you want."

“Ahem…”

Tian Yan coughed and her pretty face turned slightly red.

Just want to say...

You guys really know how to have fun!

Zhao Wu nudged his head in the arms of the great shark, Chao Nuyao, then rested his head on Yan Lingji's lap, turned over, and continued to bask in the sun.

The life of a salted fish is so simple and unpretentious.

As for the Legion Ranking? Zhao Wu didn't care.

How lonely it is to be invincible...

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Jinghu Medical Village.

The base camp of the "medical school" among the various schools of thought.

It is peaceful and tranquil here, far away from disputes. There are no ambitious people, no conspirators, no disputes in the underworld, and no wars.

There are only doctors with kind hearts.

There are continuous mountains around Jinghu Lake.

The soil here is very suitable for the growth of medicinal herbs, which is why doctors choose this place.

now.

On a steep cliff, there was a girl collecting herbs with a bamboo basket on her back.

The girl had long, shiny black hair tied into a thin ponytail, with bangs on both sides falling on her shoulders, a lilac and white headscarf, her bangs slightly raised in front of her forehead, and a pair of thin and long eyebrows.

A pair of deep purple eyes, clear, indifferent, and elegant. When they blink gently, they seem like the clearest and brightest gems in the world.

She was dressed in a simple, elegant and concise way, a navy blue tube-top dress and a short-sleeved coat that was half gray and blue and half creamy white. Her wrists were wrapped with blue and purple ribbons, revealing a pair of white and tender arms.

Finally, the girl stood pretty in the wind, wearing a pair of creamy white mid-calf boots.

Her temperament is elegant, simple and fresh, completely different from the charm of the trendy demon Mingzhu and the seduction of Yan Lingji. She has an alternative pastoral flavor.

Pure and elegant.

Cold as ice.

But at this moment, she was holding the "Shennong Herbal Classic" in her hand, looking at the legion list with her clear and bright eyes, and smiled faintly.

This smile was so stunningly beautiful and charming that the surrounding mountains and rivers lost their color in an instant.

"It looks like Brother Wu is going to dominate the list again."

"I heard that Brother Wu is the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty and has been given the title of King Wu."

"I wonder when Brother Wu will come to see me..."

The girl whispered, her voice pleasant and her eyes full of tenderness.

She is the 'Rong'er' mentioned by Zhao Wu.

He is also the medical fairy who is the leader of the tenth medical fairy soldiers on the legion list - the medical fairy Duanmu Rong.

In fact, she is older than Zhao Wu.

But she likes to call Zhao Wuwu "Big Brother".

Big or small is not determined by age.

For example, capital, no, it is ability, character, and wisdom.

I still remember ten years ago...

Her master, Nian Duan, had become ill due to overwork and was on the verge of death, and was about to leave her behind and pass away.

However, as the heir of a medical family, she was unable to save her own master.

sad.

sad.

helpless.

Watching my only relative passing away.

Just then, there was a thunder in the sky.

Zhao Wu...is here.

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(End of this chapter)