Chapter Ninety-Three: First Victory

"Indeed, he is worthy of being called the miracle doctor of Liangzhou. He truly has real skill; those youngsters simply cannot compare to him."

"Yes. Though the Northern Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has lost all these years, Yuan Hongyu really can be counted as its mainstay. Every year, it has depended on him to hold things together."

"Only..."

Of the three, only Dai Chong had never met Old Guo. As for the benefactor whom Ye Tian and Tian Qi mentioned with such unceasing admiration, he was unfamiliar with him. Since he did not know him, there was no need for him to offer any comment.

"There's a magician named Uus Mate who brought his family to settle in the Sky Mountains. Do you know about it?" Ad asked.

When Deng Deng's "Rakshasa Spear" absorbed earth qi from a depth of ten zhang, it set the highest record ever for the Earth Bridge.

The sun had already gone down. Though it was not yet completely dark, the whole sky had turned gray and dim.

"I am here on behalf of Mr. Luo Dingxing to inspect the fire scene," Jiang Jiandong said with a slight nod, his reply proper and courteous.

Another minute passed. By now, more than seven minutes had gone by since Lu Qing last appeared, and this time even the villagers could no longer sit still.

"Fine. Since you're so uncooperative, we'll starve you for three days first. And not only will I starve you, I'll also slowly cripple your cultivation," Stone said lazily and with a swaggering air.

Before their eyes, there was no longer any garden or lawn. All the vegetation had been wrapped into a single mass, revealing the true material of the mage tower.

Even Kara, who could freely control the Blood Bodhi, was merely concentrating fully on manipulating the hidden weapon. While doing so, she could not use any other technique to attack her opponent. This sort of method was one that Ye Tian himself could use as well.

This feeling was truly wonderful: no need for anyone to translate, no time difference, and ordinary people in our country could finally see what was really happening overseas.

These past few days, Zhuang Wangu had in fact found out the truth. It turned out that the senior Zhang Guolao, whose rank among the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cavern was exceptionally high, had already spoken with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of the underworld. During the Eight Immortals' stay in the East Sea, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would declare war on the Flood Dragon Demon King.

At that very moment, a burst of voices suddenly came from another direction. The crowd hurriedly turned to look, only to see yet another stream of people already rounding the bend, advancing toward the provincial party committee with a huge banner hoisted on long poles.

"This is a sacred tree found only among the forest spirit race. It is specially used for building barracks, walls, and houses. It is harder than iron, cannot easily be burned by fierce fire, and will not be penetrated even by flooding!" Those words left Consort Li utterly stunned.

As soon as Wudi Cai sat down, the attentive host had already brought over a glass of black orange juice. He had gone to prepare it the moment Wudi Cai came in. After all, Lord Tang Long was a very easy guest to serve, because aside from black orange juice, he never ordered anything else.

At the same time the mysterious man was thinking, You Yitian was also thinking to himself: So you want to compare magical power? Hmph, mysterious man, trying to compete with me, You Yitian, in terms of energy is a mistake. I have more magical energy than I know what to do with. Heh. Even if you run until you have only the last drop left, I still won't have to worry about running out of magical power!

It must have been Tan Zhen revealing his identity over the phone that did the trick. Within minutes, the ambulance arrived with sirens wailing, and at the same time, the police response team also rushed to the scene.

Since when did Tiger Will begin to use pleasure as a way to liven up military life? Impossible. The blood flowing through the veins of Baya soldiers was the blood of fearless, battle-hardened warriors. No soldiers from any other nation could compare, and as for their commander, the famed Tiger General of Baya, it was even more impossible.

While the audience applauded Eric, they also requested that he perform another magic show.