God Weird Fairy

Chapter 400: The Summit of Junshan Mountain
Qin Yu went to the medical officer to treat his injuries.

The medical officer placed the still warm severed palm on the severed wrist, applied a layer of black ointment, and then wrapped it tightly with layers of white gauze.

"After an hour, remove the gauze and you will be able to recover. During this period, do not exert any force or get wet. However, when the severed limb is reattached, the wound will itch. I wonder if you can bear it?"

"If the itching is unbearable, I can use Ma Fei San to numb the feeling in your left arm. However, if you do this, your left hand will no longer be sensitive during the competition in the afternoon."

The doctor had a calm expression after he finished speaking, as if he was talking about an ordinary trivial matter.

Qin Yu said hurriedly: "I can bear it, there is no need to use Ma Fei San."

As he spoke, Qin Yu was secretly amazed.

Since he traveled through time, he only thought that he was in a strange world with low martial arts, and it would be enough for him to mingle in the martial arts world and take revenge.

Unexpectedly, the imperial physician's medical skills were so mysterious and beyond imagination.

Qin Yu suddenly realized that it was difficult to find good things in a small county town of low status. The real good things could only be seen at the feet of the emperor.

He couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Luo, what is the name of this ointment? Is it available for sale outside?"

Upon hearing this, the medical officer named Luo was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

This ointment is nothing but the residue left after failed alchemy. It is made into ointment by recycling the waste to deal with these mortal warriors.

If he were to let go and use his ability as a transcendent monk, without fear of shocking the world, he could just reconnect his broken palm, which would be restored to its original state in a moment. Why would he have to wait for an hour?

But Qin Yu suddenly asked the name of the ointment...

The medical officer was in a dilemma. What should he call the medicine residue?

At this time, Nan Yi noticed this scene and sent a telepathic message: "Brother Luo, thank you for bothering me. If the name is not decided, maybe it can be called Black Jade Continuous Ointment, which echoes the medicine mentioned in my book."

This medical officer named Luo was none other than Su Guang’s good friend Luo Zixi, who had dealt with Nan Yi several times.

After hearing Nan Yi's message, Luo Zixi no longer bothered about the name and replied, "This is the Black Jade Ointment, which is not available for sale at the moment."

He just wanted to put Qin Yu off. After all, how could he really sell the drug residue? He couldn't afford to lose face and was ashamed to do it.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu was stunned when he heard this.

Black Jade Intermittent Cream?
real or fake?

This medicine comes from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", so Qin Yu is naturally familiar with it.

But the medicine invented by Mr. Jin actually exists in this strange world?
Qin Yu thought of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of Dali".

One can tell at a glance that this book was adapted by a fellow villager by referring to The Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Return of the Condor Heroes.

It is said that the source of the Changsheng Zhenqi martial arts is the author of this book "Yiming".

Could it be that the system on Yiming's body actually has the function of a shopping mall, where one can directly redeem and purchase fictional items from his previous life's martial arts novels?

Qin Yu seemed to be thinking about something, and thought he had guessed what was going on, so he stopped asking questions.

Although Luo Zixi didn't know why Qin Yu suddenly looked enlightened, he was happy to have some peace and quiet. After applying the medicine, he left.

About an hour later, when Qin Yu was only a cup of tea away from untying the gauze, the third round of the martial arts examination, between Zhou Yuan and Chen Feng, began.

Although the two had lost the Zhenwu system due to their defeat, they only lost the shortcut of directly adding Zhenwu points to quickly improve their proficiency.

The true Qi that has been cultivated in the body is not affected.

When Tao Zhiming was looking for Zhenwuzi, he examined his character, not caring about whether he was good or bad, but only choosing those who were ruthless, tenacious, and would never give up.

Therefore, at the moment, Zhou Yuan and the other person, who had already lost their Zhenwu system, did not withdraw from the competition out of discouragement, but still wanted to compete for the position of the third place in the martial arts examination.

Qin Yu was watching the battle.

Zhou Yuan was seen using his true Qi, as if there was a golden flame floating on his body surface. He called himself a Little Xuan Saint with thick skin and flesh, and had great strength.

He took Chen Feng's sword head-on, even at the cost of his own injury, and successfully knocked Chen Feng off the stage. The whole process was unremarkable and not very entertaining.

But Qin Yu couldn't help but feel emotional.

It can be said that among the four finalists, Tang Shan was the one who restrained Zhou Yuan the most. His restrictive skill of forming a circle of true Qi prevented Zhou Yuan from entering a state of full-strength combat, causing him to lose unhappily.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, restrained him and Chen Feng. He relied on his thick skin and flesh, was not afraid of weapons, and even his reckless behavior of exchanging injuries for injuries could still make others helpless.

But he and Chen Feng were not afraid of Tang Shan.

Since both of them were using swords, why would they give up their martial arts and fight Tang Shan with bare hands?

No matter how clever Tang Shan's Qi circle is, even if he has practiced for a hundred years, he can't put it to good use.

Moreover, if Tang Shan did not use his weapon under the sword attack, he would be restricted in what he could do.

It can be said that if the order of the previous draw changes, the final ranking will also change accordingly.

But there are no ifs in the world.

In another hour, he and Tang Shan would compete for the title of No. 1 martial arts champion.

Qin Yu slowly untied the gauze on his left wrist.

As he moved his left hand, he muttered to himself:

Warriors should be harder on themselves!
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At that time, the sun was high in the sky, illuminating the sky.

Its light shines on the vast sea of ​​clouds on the top of Junshan Mountain, which is so bright and beautiful that it seems like a fairyland.

But this usually extremely deserted place was now extremely lively and bustling with people.

Many young and strong people took great trouble to come to the top of Junshan Mountain, all wanting to witness the grand scene of the final battle of the martial arts examination and to know who will be the champion as soon as possible.

Everyone gathered in the viewing area designated by the court. Before the decisive battle began, they whispered to each other from time to time, analyzing the odds of winning and losing, and discussing methods of fighting. The conversation was diverse and the atmosphere was heated.

On the next level, there was a high platform where the emperor and all the court officials sat.

When noon had passed and the end of the hour had arrived, Qin Yu and Tang Shan stepped onto the stage under the attention of everyone.

Qin Yu stood on the right side of the ring, his posture as straight as a pine tree, tightly grasping the dark dagger that he always carried with him even though it was unsheathed.

Tang Shan also became serious. He no longer went on stage barehanded, but instead walked onto the stage steadily, holding a dark blue iron hammer with a four-inch hammer head and a half-foot handle.

Qin Yu saw this, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought secretly.

Logically speaking, this dark blue iron hammer should be quite heavy, but Tang Shan held the hammer with one hand, hanging it by his side, and he looked so relaxed and calm, which made Qin Yu suspicious and wondered if the hammer was hollow.

Soon, Tang Shan stood still on the left side of the ring. The referee stepped back, struck the gong, and loudly announced the start of the match.

Following the sound of a crisp gong, Qin Yu tapped the ground with his toes and rushed forward like a ghost, taking the lead in attacking as usual.

He approached Tang Shan in a flash, and the short sword in his hand pierced Tang Shan's throat like dark lightning.

Qin Yu did not hold back at all when he struck this sword. It was sharp and ruthless. The tip of the sword cut through the air, and even made a faint whistling sound.

Tang Shan, however, remained calm and unhurried. He swung the hammer in his hand violently, bringing out a powerful force, as if a mountain was collapsing, trying to smash the surrounding air into pieces.

Qin Yu instantly judged that if he confronted it head-on, the dagger would break.

He did not try to be brave. Instead, he touched the ground with his toes, leaped up, and somersaulted in the air. He not only avoided Tang Shan's frontal hammer attack, but also swept his dagger across, intending to stab Tang Shan's neck from the upper side behind him.

Tang Shan moved with the hammer. He took a step forward and turned at the same time, and the iron hammer drew an arc and headed behind him.

This time, the sword and the hammer finally collided, making a "clang" sound.

(End of this chapter)