"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

The old man looked at Ling Xiao's back coldly and clenched his fists. After a moment, he finally let go: "Huh, what do I care about with a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth? Reality will teach him a lesson."

After saying that, the old man also left.

In his opinion, Ling Xiao was basically useless except for being a big talker, so there was no need to take him seriously.

"Hehe, you are crazy, that old guy is so much more powerful than you, how dare you fight against him?"

The voice of Demon Dragon Emperor Long Yun rang out.

"Senior, what is the realm of that old guy?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"It's not high, just the Divine Yun realm!"

Long Yun smiled and said: "The so-called divine accumulation means that you can cultivate divine power. That state is more terrifying than you think."

"Internal strength, marrow cleansing, grain-breaking, and divine accumulation! That old guy is actually in the realm of divine accumulation?"

Ling Xiao frowned, he didn't expect it to be so strong, he thought he was just in the Bigu realm.

"Scared?"

"Afraid?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it's impossible to be afraid. I just have a sense of urgency. I must continue to become stronger! First, I have to kill the ice bird in front of the Black Ice Temple, otherwise it will be too troublesome."

"It's good that you know that you performed too well in the Zhan Zhan Academy last time, especially after breaking through the Dragon Pillar. Many people are staring at you. If you can't become stronger quickly, you may die in the cradle."

Long Yun reminded: "Xiao Yan and I can't help you a few times, so you have to rely on yourself in the end."

"I know!"

Ling Xiao knew very well that he could not always rely on Xiao Yan and Long Yun, and the Xuanbing goddess had not yet contacted him, so he didn't know if she would be willing to help him.

You have to rely on yourself.

"But... let's go see those two fellow disciples first!"

Ling Xiao called Xiao Lianzhu and Xiaobi and went to the back hall together. The place had obviously been tidied up and was relatively clean.

Iron Mangan and Buyun were lying on the bed, looking very miserable.

Iron Manganese's body is tall and strong, like a ruthless mountain. His tiger blood surges through every inch of his skin, hiding wild power. His muscles shine like molten iron in the sun, full of might and strength.

of vitality.

He was two meters tall, as if he had stepped out of an ancient mountain, sharing the same solemnity as the earth.

His body is tall and straight, like a tall pine tree, stubbornly resisting the wind and rain of the years. His waist is broad and overflowing with endless wildness and strength, as if he can bear the pressure of the entire world on his body.

This guy's face is fierce and deep, like a piece of uncarved jade, shining with a cold and hard light. His eyes are like deep lakes, full of wild wisdom and ferocious power.

The bridge of his nose is high and as resolute as a knife, as if he can smell the dangers and opportunities of life. His skin is rough and tough, like tiger skin polished over time, full of strength and majesty.

His fingers are broad and powerful, each finger is like a sharp sword, capable of tearing apart any obstacle that blocks his progress.

From his body, you can feel the weight and vastness of the earth, and the calmness and tenacity of the mountains. He is like a tiger from the mountains, with domineering power like the wind and enthusiasm like fire.

But at this time, Iron and Manganese is at best a sick tiger.

Compared with Feiman, Buyun's figure seems a bit thin.

He is thin but not weak, as if every bone is full of strength and toughness.

The young man has a pair of eyes that are as bright as cold stars. Whenever his eyes move, people will feel a kind of crystal clear determination.

His face was still childish, but it already showed handsome outlines. On his face, which was as firm as an ancient tree, two sword eyebrows flew sideways into his temples, adding a bit of heroism to him.

It is said that Buyun is good at Qinggong. He is like a wild deer roaming freely in the mountains and forests, with light steps and strong posture.

His Qing Gong has been practiced to the point of perfection. Every step is like floating in the wind, and every step is like gliding in the water. The figure shuttles quickly through the mountains and forests, like a breeze swimming in the air.

Of course, he can't fly now either.

Both of them were seriously injured. Their bones were broken and they bled a lot. If it weren't for their strong physiques, they would have turned into two corpses by now.

"Those guys are so cruel!"

Li Feiyu gritted his teeth, as if he hated himself for not being able to avenge these two people.

You must know that Tie Mangan is the strongest one among them. Nineteen-year-old Tie Mangan is already a third-level warrior in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

Buyun is eighteen years old, already at the first level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and has excellent light skills. He probably wouldn't have been beaten like this if he hadn't helped Tie Mangan.

These two people have been taught a lesson. He and Xiao Xia'er really can't help. After all, they are at the peak of the internal strength realm and the ninth level of the inner strength realm, so they are really weak.

Fortunately, I went to Huanbi.

"Let me take a look!"

Ling Xiao walked over and said.

"Do you still know medical skills?"

Huanbi asked curiously.

"Know something!"

Ling Xiao's medical skills are gradually recovering. After all, he has gradually adapted to the Baize Continent and has some understanding of the medicinal materials of this world.

To sum it up, his medical skills may be better than most of the doctors in Qindu.

"Okay, come and try, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Huanbi did not dare to send Tiemeng and Buyun to the medical center rashly. After all, the Zhan Zhan Academy was very powerful, and if he bribed the people at the medical center, it would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Ling Xiao stepped forward, first took out two healing pills and fed them to Tie Mangan and Bu Yun.

Then, he took out a set of silver needles and performed acupuncture on the two of them, trying his best to maximize the effectiveness of the medicine.

After half an hour of treatment, Ling Xiao collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

Too weak, still too weak. Although his physical strength and internal strength are stronger than those of ordinary warriors, they are still not enough. After all, his realm is too low.

"The treatment is over at least. Their lives should be safe. The rest should be left to the dean. It's impossible for the dean of Tianjin Medical College to not know medical skills, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.

Xiao Lianzhu hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Ling Xiao's sweat, while Xiao Bi poured water for Ling Xiao to drink.

"He will not!"

Huanbi shook her head and said: "The medical skills of Tianjin Medical College have been discontinued long ago. What I learned is also the art of killing people. I use poison and needles, but I can't save people."

"Well……"

Ling Xiao was speechless for a while, thinking that he had really fallen into a beggar's den.

"Ahem, Huanbi, you can't speak ill of grandpa behind his back." At some point, Chen Ping'an appeared nearby. Although he was well concealed, there was still a faint smell of blood on his body.

"You went to the War College?"

Huanbi frowned and asked: "If you take action, I'm afraid the senior officials of Zhanzheng Academy will also have an excuse to take action..."

"Don't worry, they don't know it was me who did it, and I didn't touch their juniors. I just killed a few of their senior officials."
Chapter completed!