Old man Han Keshu and the others looked strange, and they couldn't help but complain:
I heard that demonic cultivators sometimes resort to self-mutilation in order to hone their bodies and unleash their potential. However, self-mutilation is also a result of mutilation of hands and feet, or a disability of body and mind. Have you ever heard of anyone with a brain-dead person?
Yes, the combat effectiveness of the magic doctor is much stronger than that of ordinary medical practitioners. In a competition of the same level, it is not even much worse than the sword cultivators of the Immortal Sect.
But the problem is, they met Gu Qingxi.
Is Gu Qingxi an ordinary medical cultivator? He is a more ruthless person than a demon cultivator.
If it were a day ago, Han Keshu and others might have been a little worried when they heard such a test question, but now, thinking of the poor so-called ruthless 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, now he trusts her.
Looking at the demon doctors headed by Lu Xuanyuan on the stage, his eyes showed deep pity, as if he saw a tragedy unfolding.
"Let me tell you, are you demon cultivators in Tiancang Continent not very smart?" Murong Yi also sat in the corner of the audience seat, 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.m
He only said that he was different from other demon cultivators, but did not refute Murong Yi's guess that the demon cultivators were not smart.
There was no way, even he felt that the fellow demon cultivators in the Demon Doctor Alliance must have lost their minds, otherwise how could they come up with such a self-inflicted problem.
The only thing he could do was to try to distance himself from them so as not to appear too weak-minded.
Amidst the indignant scoldings of the immortal monks and the ashamed silence of the demonic cultivators, Lu Xuanyuan took out a jade bottle and placed it in the middle of the test platform.
There is a purple flame sealed in the jade bottle, which is obviously the demon fire used in this competition.
"Masters, do you have any objections to the questions for the third competition?" The city lord also finished reading out the rules at this time and asked Gu Qingxi and others.
When he mentioned the words "the third scene", he specially emphasized his tone, and quietly and desperately blinked at several people.
The test questions prepared by the Demon Doctor Alliance made it clear that they were bullying the weak doctors and cultivators of the Immortal Sect. As a member of the Immortal Sect, he was also filled with indignation.
However, due to his status as a referee, he couldn't say much, so he could only give hints to Gu Qingxi and others quietly.
Anyway, I have already won two games, even if I forfeit the third game, there is still a fourth game, even if I lose the fourth game, and there is still one last game, there is really no need to go looking for abuse just because of the moment of anger.
"Are you really sure you want to try this?" Gu Qingxi did not answer the city lord's question, nodded slightly to show his good intentions, and then asked Lu Xuanyuan strangely.
She really sympathized with this unfortunate child and really didn't want to torture him too badly.
"If you are afraid, you can also abstain." Lu Xuanyuan said expressionlessly.
Although he secretly felt ashamed for raising such a test question, but for the dignity of his master and the honor of the magic doctor, he no longer thought about it so much.
His only belief is to defeat the few medical cultivators in front of him, defeat the Benevolent Heart Alliance, avenge his master, and rectify the name of the demon doctor.
"Then let's get started." Seeing the persistence in his eyes, Gu Qingxi knew that everything she said was in vain, so she didn't bother to talk nonsense and said directly to the city lord.
Hey, my eyes almost blinked out. Why were you so stunned that you didn’t see it? The city lord was so anxious that he wanted to rush to Gu Qingxi and wink at her.
But Gu Qingxi had already started, and no matter how much he winked, it was useless.
"Both sides prepare individually. I will count from one to ten, and the competition will officially begin. One, two, three..." The city lord began to count helplessly.
Counting very slowly, this is to leave enough time for Gu Qingxi and others to take the healing elixir in advance - a beating is certain, but if they take the healing elixir in advance, at least they will not be injured.
If it is too heavy, the death will not be too tragic.
"I really don't know what they are thinking. They know they are not their opponents, so why don't they just give up and admit defeat?" A monk from the Immortal Sect said inexplicably in the stands, with a hint of hatred in his tone.
Even if you lose, there are still two games left, why do you have to fight to the death with the opponent in this one?
The key is, do you have a chance of killing all the fish and breaking the net? Maybe all the fish will die, but the net is still intact, so why bother?
"When a young man succeeds, it is inevitable that he has too much talent and does not know what to choose. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many talented monks have fallen into this trap. Alas." An old medical practitioner next to him sighed sadly, his eyes filled with regret.
It was as if I had seen these young medical cultivators on the stage, just like those talented monks who once rose to fame but then appeared briefly in the pan, falling like meteors, leaving only a moment of glory.
I have to say that this old doctor is quite artistic. To put it bluntly, when he looked at Gu Qingxi and the others, it was actually like looking at a few dead people.
"Ten." The city lord finally counted the last number.
The five demon doctors set off at the same time. Qiu Yuhe, Wu Zigao, Yu Dingnan and Lu Yijie rushed towards Gu Qingxi and others, while Lu Xuanyuan rushed towards the demonic fire.
Everything is exactly as expected.
Looking at the angry expressions on the faces of the demon doctors, and then looking at the medical cultivators opposite, all the immortal monks in the stands were so angry that their eyes were splitting.
Although judging from the first pill-making competition, Jiang Qiulin and Jiang Haoning's physiques are also good, and they are definitely not inferior to the magic doctors, but that is just their physiques. Without powerful sword skills or magic spells, no matter how good their physiques are,
Being strong can only be beaten.
But magic doctors are different. In order to improve their cultivation, they, like magic sword cultivators, need constant training. Regardless of sword skills or practical experience, they are simply not comparable to medical practitioners.
No matter how strong Jiang Qiulin and Jiang Haoning are, they will only be beaten for longer.
Needless to say, Yan Rongan and Yu Anguang are obviously as weak as ordinary medical practitioners. They are afraid that they will be beaten to death if they meet them. Not only beaten to the ground, but also beaten to death.
As for Gu Qingxi... forget it, it's better not to watch. As a female medical practitioner and so young, she doesn't look like she can fight. The more I watch, the more I can't bear it.
In the audience seat, Chang Qingchi couldn't help but stand up. Looking at the strong and vigorous figures of Qiu Yu and several others, he was so excited that his whole body was trembling.
He was so excited, so excited. He clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "We are sure to win. We are sure to win this game. I want to see the alliance between benevolent and heart-wrenching people."
How much ability does that damn girl have? How much ability does that damn girl have..."
While he was excited, a familiar look from the side fell on his face.
"What do you want to say again?" Chang Qingchi turned his head and said to Han Keshu angrily.