Chapter 1280 Why are these immortal medical practitioners so good at fighting?
"Take it, you really need it." Han Keshu took out the elixir that he rejected yesterday, with concern in his eyes again.
"Han Keshu, do you think that those medical cultivators from your Benevolent Heart Alliance can beat me, the demonic cultivator? What a joke, it's just a big joke, hahahaha..." Chang Qingchi finally couldn't help laughing loudly.
Everyone in Tiancang Continent knows about the weakness of the immortal medical cultivators and the strength of the demonic medical cultivators. No matter how you think about it, their Demonic Doctor Alliance is sure to win in this battle without losing.
Han Keshu actually dared to bluff in front of him. Isn't this a joke?
Of course Qiu Yu and the others thought so too. Looking at the "weak" immortal sect medical cultivators in front of them, yesterday's scenes of consecutive misfortunes reappeared before their eyes, and a smile appeared on their faces, but it was just a sinister smile.
But unfortunately, this time they thought wrong, as did the vast majority of people present.
Seeing Lu Yijie rushing towards him, Jiang Haoning not only didn't feel timid at all, but was actually excited: Here it is, the long-awaited moment has finally arrived!
It wasn't until he met Gu Qingxi that he realized that medical practitioners could also be very good at beating people, and that the feeling of torturing someone with a medicine pestle was so refreshing and exhilarating.
But as a medical practitioner, what would it be like to hit people on the head with a medicine pestle 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 Doctor Alliance would ask such a question in the medical skills competition.
From the moment the city lord announced the test questions, he was already impatient and excited.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Haoning took out the medicine pestle and struck Lu Yijie hard on the head.
Then, a muffled sound of "dong" was heard, and Lu Yijie fell straight to the ground.
The stands that had been filled with curses just now suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared blankly at this scene, almost unable to believe their eyes. qqxδnew
Jiang Haoning actually knocked out a demonic cultivator with a stick. How is this possible... By the way, it was not a stick, it seemed to be a medicine pestle. He knocked out a demonic cultivator with a medicine pestle, but is there any difference?
Lu Yijie was lying on the ground, his eyes also dull and blank.
Just seeing Jiang Haoning take action, he was still thinking: Is this Jiang Haoning stupid and dares to take action against him? Doesn't he know the consequences of irritating him?
Originally, for the sake of being a fellow medical practitioner, I might be merciful to him and not beat him too badly, but if he angered me, wouldn't he be dead?
As a medical practitioner, how come he doesn't even have the brains to do this?
But when Jiang Haoning's stick...oh no, the medicine pestle really hit him, he realized that he had thought wrong and that he was the fool.
This medicine pestle was so unstoppable and so fast that he didn't even have a chance to hide. He was knocked over by the pestle. It felt as if he had taken the initiative to hit it.
When did Xianmen medical practitioners become so good at fighting? Lu Yijie was confused and confused.
Qiu Yuhe was also confused. Just as Jiang Haoning took out the pestle, Jiang Qiulin also took out a weapon and hit Qiu Yuhe on the head.
When she saw his weapon, not to mention others, even Gu Qingxi opened her eyes wide in shock.
The medicine trough is actually a medicine trough. It is the kind of trough used to crush spiritual herbs. It is made of fine iron. It is not only huge in size, but also incredibly heavy.
Gu Qingxi never thought that Master Jiang, who looked gentle, thin and frail, would actually choose such a heavy medicine tank as a weapon.
But the following facts proved that Jiang Qiulin's choice was right.
Qiu Yuhe had suffered a lot from Jiang Qiulin, and knew that the opponent's physique was not inferior to hers, so she did not dare to look down upon him too much. As soon as she saw him taking out the medicine trough, she immediately tilted her head and at the same time drew out her long sword to block him.
However, the medicine tank in Jiang Qiulin's hand was too big and too heavy.
With a "cang" sound, the long sword was swung away, and the medicine trough slapped Qiu Yuhe hard on the face.
Qiu Yuhe didn't even have time to hum before he fell to the ground with his sword.
What a great strength, what a terrifying weapon! Everyone who saw this scene took a breath.
Gu Qingxi finally understood why Jiang Qiulin chose the medicine tank as a weapon:
After all, the training time was shorter and he experienced much less actual combat. Although he had worked hard enough, his combat effectiveness was still much worse than Jiang Haoning's.
The heavy medicine tank makes up for this gap very well.
For example, at this moment, if he had used a long sword, Qiu Yuhe would probably have been able to dodge him, but with such a huge medicine tank, there would be no place to hide.
Time seemed to have stopped, and everyone around, both the immortal monks and the demonic cultivators, rubbed their eyes.
Chang Qingchi also maintained his standing posture, and even the smile on his face did not disappear, but there was only shock in his eyes, without any smile at all.
As soon as the competition began, the two demon doctors were knocked down by one move without any resistance, and were knocked down by two "weak" immortal doctors.
When did the magic doctor become so weak and the immortal monks become so capable of fighting?
"Ah..." Suddenly, a scream sounded.
But the scream didn't come from the test track, but from the stands.
"There's something wrong with your brain. Why did you stab me when you were so good?" Then, a demon cultivator asked angrily.
"Let me see if it's a dream?" Another demon cultivator said weakly.
"I want to see if it's a dream. Why did you poke yourself? Why did you poke me?" The demon cultivator who got stabbed became even more angry.
"It's a mistake. It's just a mistake. Why don't you poke it back?" The demon cultivator said apologetically.
"Ah..." Then there was another scream, and blood was pouring from the demon cultivator's leg. Obviously, he had really been poked back.
The immortal monks around him all felt a chill: He was indeed a demonic cultivator, and he cut off the sword as soon as he was told. How cruel.
Alarmed by these two screams, everyone came to their senses and turned their attention to the test track again.
After knocking over Lu Yijie and Qiu Yuhe respectively, Jiang Haoning and Jiang Qiulin did not give up. They picked up the medicine pestle and medicine trough respectively and rushed forward like wolves and tigers.
Qing Xi is right, if you cut the grass without eradicating the root, it will grow again with the spring breeze. When dealing with demonic cultivators with strong physiques, you must not be merciful or give them a chance to turn over.
Medicine pestles and medicine troughs fell on Lu Yijie and Qiu Yuhe like a storm. Following the two demon cultivators who stabbed each other, there were screams one after another.
Like everyone else, Wu Zigao and Yu Dingnan were also stunned, and only then did they wake up.
Ignoring Yan Rongan and Yu Anguang in front of them, they changed directions 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.