Mo Xiuyao looked at him calmly. Ling Tiehan could only sigh helplessly. He said seriously, "Didn't you fight with Lei Zhenting a few days ago? The other side wants me to fight with you again. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't find Mu Qingcang, they would've even asked him to fight with you. "
"Reason?" Mo Xiuyao asked.
Ling Tiehan shook his head and frowned, "I've thought about it a few times these past few days. When you and Lei Zhenting fought, neither of you used your full strength. That's why you both managed to escape unscathed. If you and I really fought, it would've been a lose-lose situation. However … after more than ten years, I'm still looking forward to sparring with Prince Ding again. " More than ten years ago, Ling Tiehan was only a young man in his early twenties. He was in high spirits at that time. Although Jhennam Of Gojoseon was famous, he was still much older than them. The only person in the world who could compare to him was Mu Qingcang. Who knew that at that time, the fourteen-year-old Mo Xiuyao, dressed in white, would appear on a horse with a sword. Who knew how many people were stunned by the sword competition that year? Although Ling Tiehan didn't lose, Ling Tiehan didn't think that he would win by a single move against a fourteen-year-old youth. The result was almost a draw. At that time, Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiuyao agreed to fight again five years later. After that, he went into seclusion in the Yanwang Chamber of Commerce. Who knew that after five years, the first news he received was that his third brother had recklessly gone to find trouble with Mo Xiuyao. At the same time, he also learned that Mo Xiuyao was seriously injured and crippled. At that time, Ling Tiehan's feelings were even more complicated than when he had sparred with Mo Xiuyao. It was as if you had worked hard for five years and thought you could finally kill your enemy, only to be told that your enemy had just killed you yesterday.
"You really want to fight?" Mo Xiuyao asked.
Ling Tiehan laughed and said, "Why not? Or is your body still not fully recovered? In that case, it wouldn't be too late to fight after the Falling Jade Flower was refined. I just forgot to confirm the date of the duel with him. " The only reason he accepted the challenge was because he wanted to spar with Mo Xiuyao. Therefore, the time and place would naturally be decided by him and Mo Xiuyao.
So many years had passed, and the so-called Four Great Masters of the World had gone about their own business. There was almost no chance for them to meet, and this made Ling Tiehan feel depressed for a long time. He needed to spar with experts of the same level to improve his martial skills. And among them, Mo Xiuyao was undoubtedly the best opponent. As for Jhennam Of Gojoseon, after hearing about the duel between Mo Xiuyao and Jhennam Of Gojoseon, Ling Tiehan had already lost interest in his martial arts. Jhennam Of Gojoseon's martial arts were clearly still at the level of ten years ago. If he used his full strength, Ling Tiehan felt that he had at least an eighty percent chance of winning.
As soon as he walked into Shen Yang's courtyard, he heard the sound of an intense argument. It didn't sound like the usual Shen Yang and Doctor Lin who would fight at the slightest disagreement. Instead, it sounded like all sorts of vicious and contemptuous taunts. Even Ye Li, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but twitch her mouth when she heard it.
They didn't even enter the room. The two who were like fire and water last time were now united against outsiders. Shen Yang sat to one side and leisurely sipped his tea, looking like a distinguished scholar. Doctor Lin was also drinking tea at the side, looking at the people in front of him with disdain. Zhuo Jing, who had brought Leng Liuyue and Sickly Scholar over, could only persuade them, "Sirs, it was Wang Fei who asked you to take a look at this person." Doctor Lin snorted softly and glanced at Zhuo Jing, saying, "How come this old man doesn't remember saying that I will only listen to your Wang Fei's orders? She said to take a look, so I'll take a look? " Shen Yang smiled and said, "This one may be receiving a salary from the Prince Ding Mansion, but … as a divine doctor with self-respect, this one will definitely not take a look at someone of the same profession." These words were clearly to Doctor Lin's liking. Doctor Lin nodded and said, "Speaking of which, this old man had a nickname in the jianghu in the past. It was called Seeing Death But Not Saving. The meaning is … I won't save those who shouldn't die, and I won't save those who should die! " When Doctor Lin first exclaimed that he was going to bed, it was at least thirty years ago. He was older than everyone present. Naturally, they didn't care whether what he said was true or not. Instead, they clearly expressed their position.
Sickly Scholar kept coughing. It was unknown whether it was because he was angry or because his injuries were too serious. When he finally recovered, he pulled Leng Liuyue and said, "Second Sister, let's go." After saying this, his gaze swept over Shen Yang and Doctor Lin like it was dipped in poison. He was thinking that when he recovered, he would come back and poison these two old farts to death. Shen Yang and Doctor Lin naturally saw his gaze and expression. However, if it was someone else, they might be afraid of Sickly Scholar's superb poison skills and the poison that was difficult to cure. However, these two people could be said to be the top doctors of their time. Unless the Sickly Scholar really had the ability to concoct a poison that had been lost since ancient times, there really weren't many poisons that could scare them.
Leng Liuyue was different from Sickly Scholar. She had also heard of Shen Yang's name. The Yanwang Chamber of Commerce was a place where all kinds of strange people gathered. Leng Liuyue naturally understood that most of the people with abilities had strange temperaments. She faintly looked at Sickly Scholar and cupped her hands, "Third Brother was rude, please forgive the two doctors." Hearing Leng Liuyue's words, Ye Li understood that it was most likely Sickly Scholar who provoked them first. After all, although Shen Yang and Doctor Lin quarreled every day, they had never had any disputes with unrelated people. It was impossible for them to make things difficult for someone who came to seek treatment for no reason. Moreover, it was someone she asked to come over. Seeing this, Ye Li was no longer in a hurry to mediate. She leaned against the wall and thought. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan's friendship was not ordinary, Sickly Scholar probably couldn't kill him. She had to find a chance to teach him a lesson to vent her anger.
"Second Sister, you don't have to beg these two damn old men! With their little ability, they can't even come up with a prescription. What ability do they have to treat me? "Sickly Scholar said disdainfully.
"Shut up!" Leng Liuyue frowned and snapped, "One more word and I'll have Big Brother lock you up in the forbidden area and never come out again!" Sickly Scholar was startled. Looking at the beautiful and cold woman in black in front of him, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. On the other side, Doctor Lin chuckled and said to Sickly Scholar, "You speak as if you were the one who came up with that prescription." The ancient prescription that Shen Yang knew of was basically just a legend. In his library, there was only half a prescription and it was a remnant from a thousand years ago. Not only were the words different, but the names of the herbs were also different. Even the meanings were written differently. Unless he had the complete ancient prescription, he really didn't believe that this strange kid in front of him could figure out the prescription himself.
Sickly Scholar smiled coldly and kept silent. So what if he didn't come up with it himself? He was lucky enough to get the complete ancient prescription, so he won. If these people wanted to know the ancient prescription, wouldn't they have to beg him?
"Mister Shen, Master, what's going on?" Seeing that the argument inside was about to end, Ye Li walked out and asked with a smile as she looked at the people in front of her. Zhuo Jing walked forward and told Ye Li what had happened. This Sickly Scholar was really asking for a beating. It was probably because he hadn't been able to vent his anger in the parlor earlier and had vented it on Shen Yang and Doctor Lin. But which one of these two people was easy to get along with? Sickly Scholar almost spat out blood after hearing this. Shen Yang smiled and didn't say anything. Doctor Lin wasn't so polite and snorted, "Where did you find such a vicious and sickly person? He's about to die and he still doesn't know his place. "Ye Li raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Sickly Scholar and Leng Liuyue. As long as she saw Sickly Scholar, he would always look sickly. So even after being hit by Mo Xiuyao, he still looked sickly and didn't look like he was about to die. It was Leng Liuyue who frowned and looked worriedly at her adopted brother, "My adopted brother doesn't know any better and has offended the two of you. I hope the two of you can save his life on account of his youth and ignorance. "
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