The Talented Doctor

As he was talking, there was a sudden clamor of fighting outside the door of Mochizuki Tower.

Hexi glanced at each other with Baihu and Qingluan, and were about to go out to look, but the shopkeeper stepped forward and stopped in front of a few people.

At Shanghexi's gaze, the shopkeeper's gaze flickered, but there were also real concerns, and he lowered his voice and said, "My son, are you from a foreign city? Don't blame me for talking too much. I advise you not to offend an inferior guide. People who shouldn't offend are not worth it!"

Hexi raised his eyebrows, did not say anything, and walked out of Wangyue Tower, bypassing the shopkeeper.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I heard a loud "bang" not far away.

A small figure hit the steps hard and groaned in pain.

Hexi and Baihu both showed surprised expressions, it turned out that this figure was Tong Bing.

At this moment, his clothes that were already torn apart were stained with mud, his face was bruised, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, making him unspeakably embarrassed.

In front of Tong Bing, a young man in Chinese clothes laughed at Tong Bing's tragic appearance.

Tong Bing endured the pain, struggling to get up from the steps, but the boy stepped forward and kicked his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a foot stepped on him, slammed hard, making Tong Bing's face pale for a while, and then laughed wildly: "I have been looking for you for so long, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Why, I want to participate in God. Is the selection of the Medical Palace? Hahaha, I really can’t help myself, and I don’t look in the mirror. I want to enter the Medical Palace with your waste, don’t dream!"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, everyone behind him burst into laughter.

The people coming and going on the street also stopped, watching the excitement here, they saw Tong Bing's miserable appearance, some sympathized, some disdainful, and some people hurriedly avoided because they were afraid of causing trouble.

But no one would kindly give Tong Bing a head start. Because the Chinese-clothed boy is not easy to provoke.

Tong Bingtong's body was trembling slightly, but he still gritted his teeth stubbornly: "The Medical Palace of God stipulates that anyone can participate in the assessment as long as they have a letter of recommendation. I...Of course I can too!"

"Hahaha...recommendation letter? Just your scrap master who died last year without a whole body? A recommendation letter from a second-tier doctor? You wouldn't be ashamed to take it out!" The Huafu teenager laughed again, his voice full of Contempt and disdain.

Tong Bing jerked away the feet that the boy had stepped on him, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to say that to my master, my master is not useless! My master is not dead, he...he just disappeared!"

"I! Pooh! The brat has turned against him, so he dared to resist!"

The boy in Huafu was pushed away by Tong Bing, and suddenly became furious, his feet condensed with spiritual power, and he kicked Tong Bing's body hard.

Tong Bing spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was already pale with a hint of grey.

The Huafu teenager is in the phase of condensing pulse, and Tong Bing is just the period of foundation building. Under his hand, Tong Bing has no resistance.

The Chinese-clothed teenager stepped him on the ground again, lowered his head to meet Tong Bing’s resentful eyes, and suddenly became more angry. The flying sword in his hand shook, touching Tong Bing’s eyebrows, and sneered: "Oh, dare to stare Me! Who will give you this little beast bear-hearted leopard courage, see if I can poke your eyes!"

As he said, Fei Jian, which was shining with cold light, raised it and pierced it towards Tong Bing's eyes.

The onlookers turned their heads unbearably, and were afraid to watch this scene.