A Proud Man Called Himself A Medicinal God!

Chapter 53: Vicious Hidden Weapon



Chapter 53: Vicious Hidden Weapon

On the arena, on one side was a handsome man in gorgeous clothes gleaming with golden light, and on the other side was a mature woman in a tight-fitting outfit that outlined charming figures. Although she was only a girl, she was now a peerless beauty with outstanding grace, and she also had beautiful and strange white hair, which was very attractive.

What Shen Xiang found incredible was that the Crown Prince Song Nanming actually looked at Leng Youlan with resentful eyes. Shen Xiang was sure that there must be a grudge between them.

"Have you heard? The prince once proposed to Leng Youlan, but Leng Youlan refused. Moreover, she slapped him in the face because he touched her." said one person.

"I heard that Leng Youlan kicked the prince in the lower body, crippling him. Later, he had to spend a lot of spiritual money to buy good spiritual medicine." A middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Haha, now there's something interesting to watch."

Shen Xiang didn't expect Leng Youlan to be so courageous that she dared to deal with Song Nanming in this way.

As soon as the competition started, Leng Youlan turned into a black shadow and flew up on the arena. This wonderful lightness skill was her specialty. She moved at high speed on the arena, slapping or kicking Song Nanming from time to time, but Song Nanming dodged or blocked them all.

Song Nanming's strength is also good, but he is much weaker than Leng Youlan. Leng Youlan possesses the dual veins of ice and fire. She can fuse the ice and fire qi together to condense a powerful and strange qi.

Although Song Nanming was able to block it, Leng Youlan's true energy had a significant impact on him, making him feel hot and cold, and he could not attack Leng Youlan because she was too fast.

"Leng Youlan definitely doesn't have any good martial arts. The only thing she can use is this kind of fast-moving light skill." Su Meiyao said, "Because she has ice and fire true qi, there are very few martial arts that are suitable for her, so she can only fight in this way to avoid getting hurt. The opponent doesn't even have a chance to touch her. This girl is quite smart."

Shen Xiang cultivated Wuxin Zhenqi, but he could use one attribute of Zhenqi alone, but Leng Youlan could not. Whenever she used Zhenqi, she had to use two attributes, which was sometimes hot and sometimes cold, so she had very few martial arts in this aspect, or even none. This was also what troubled Leng Youlan a lot. Although her Zhenqi was terrible, she did not have good martial arts to bring out its power.

Song Nanming was unable to attack Leng Youlan and couldn't help but get annoyed. He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

At this moment, Shen Xiang saw a faint light flashing on the arena. His eyesight was very good, and he could even see the legs of an ant on the arena clearly.

Shen Xiang saw several transparent needles suddenly shoot out from Song Nanming's sleeves.

"It's an ice needle!" Shen Xiang cursed in his heart. At this time, he heard Leng Youlan let out a cold cry. He saw Leng Youlan suddenly covering her abdomen and looking at Song Nanming with anger on her face.

Song Nanming grinned grimly, took a step forward to Leng Youlan, gathered his true energy in his thigh, and kicked Leng Youlan in the abdomen with a violent and powerful kick, which sent Leng Youlan's delicate body flying away.

Leng Youlan let out a delicate cry and flew off the arena, but she was able to stand steadily, and her jade hands, which were covering her abdomen, were covered in blood.

"You...you despicable guy!" Leng Youlan bit her teeth until they were about to break, and waited for Song Nanming on the arena with eyes full of resentment.

"Just because you are not as skilled as others, you call me despicable?" Song Nanming sneered.

Leng Youlan took her hand away. Her abdomen was still bleeding, but there was nothing inside, only a hint of coldness. She quickly realized that it was the ice needle, which had melted.

Shen Xiang walked up, took out some medicine powder and a detoxification pill, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, the ice needle is poisonous."

Leng Youlan looked at the thing in Shen Xiang's hand, and couldn't help but be stunned. She bit her lips lightly and said in a low voice: "Thank you!"

"Don't worry, I will make this guy pay the price." Shen Xiang smiled at her.

Leng Youlan sighed softly, "My hope of joining a martial arts sect is shattered. Thank you, Master Shen, for the medicine."

Shen Xiang understood that if Leng Youlan wanted to learn martial arts that suited her, she could only join those sects to look for it, but now she had lost.

"Boy, give her a golden spirit fruit and let her go to Taiwu Sect. With her rare ice and fire dual veins, Taiwu Sect will definitely accept her." Su Meiyao said.

Shen Xiang was stunned, looking at Leng Youlan's slightly angry face.

"Tell her that if Taiwumen doesn't accept her, she should give up the Golden Spirit Fruit in exchange for a chance to take the test." This was Bai Youyou's voice. They were all women, and Leng Youlan was a good talent. They naturally hoped that Leng Youlan would achieve something in the future.

Shen Xiang whispered: "Miss Leng, the poison in the ice needle may be very strong. Please go to the Dan King Pavilion and let the Dan King inside check it carefully."

Song Nanming on the arena looked at Shen Xiang and Leng Youlan with gritted teeth. He did not hear what Shen Xiang said, but he saw Shen Xiang showing kindness to Leng Youlan, which made him secretly hate him.

It is natural for Shen Xiang to be nice to Leng Youlan. One is a famous young genius, and the other is a beautiful girl at the seventh level of the ordinary martial arts realm. It is normal for them to love each other.

Leng Youlan nodded, and followed Shen Xiang to leave. She was also worried that the ice needle contained poison, which would kill her.

On the third floor of Danwang Pavilion, Meng Bo's face was full of anger. He said, "What a vicious poison. This is a poison that can stay in the body for a long time. Most of the time, the poison will take effect after a few months or even a year."

"Don't worry, little girl. Although this poison is powerful, it is still easy to expel if it is discovered." Meng Bo laughed and took out a pill: "This is a top-grade Bai Xin Dan, which can remove this poison."

When Leng Youlan learned that Song Nanming used such a vicious method to deal with her, her face was full of anger!

She looked at the pill in Meng Bo's hand and asked softly, "How much spiritual money do you need?"

"It's free, just eat it." Shen Xiang took the pill and handed it to her.

Meng Bo chuckled and left tactfully.

Leng Youlan looked at Shen Xiang with complicated eyes: "Why are you trying to help me?" Although she asked this, she guessed that Shen Xiang was attracted by her beauty. However, she also knew that Shen Xiang had a fiancée, and was taken away by those martial arts sects, so one can imagine his talent.

Chen Xiang smiled and said: "Nothing, I just want to make friends!"

Leng Youlan took the pill and swallowed it, then smiled at Shen Xiang, like a blooming peony, which made Shen Xiang stare in amazement.

"I never thought I could make friends with a genius alchemist like you. It's really my honor." Leng Youlan's face looked much better, and she said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Shen!"

Shen Xiang shook his head and said: "Nothing, this is the Golden Spirit Fruit, take it."

Although Leng Youlan was not very proficient in elixirs, she had heard of the Golden Spirit Fruit, which was also the signature elixir of Danwang Pavilion, but she did not expect Shen Xiang to give it to her.

(My new work-

1.I am only mortal but why do you all all treat ma as a immortal!

2.A proud man called himself a medicinal God!

3.Problems start after graduation but I receive system!

Please read few ch after make decision.)

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