"Someone's coming this way...... Let's go, I guess I won't be able to practice today!"

Fang Bai glanced into the distance and frowned, knowing that the movement he had made with the punch just now was a bit loud, and it had already alarmed the guarding disciples of the "Miao Yi Pavilion" and some guests who had not yet rested. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them left the side of the cliff and quickly disappeared into the night.

A moment later, several disciples on duty of the "Miao Yi Pavilion" and more than a dozen guests from the ancient martial arts world who came to participate in the "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" arrived at the scene.

When they saw the ancient pine tree that was blown up by Fang Bai's punch, everyone at the scene looked at each other, thinking of the previous explosion, they couldn't help but shudder, and saw a touch of horror in each other's eyes.

Several of the people are Xuan-level martial artists, with their eyesight, they can naturally see at a glance that this Tunka was blasted by someone with a punch, if it is replaced by them, ten punches and eight punches, maybe they can also knock Honka down, but it is impossible to blast it into sawdust with one punch.

This kind of terrifying strength is beyond the scope of their cognition, and probably only the legendary hidden sect masters above the realm level have this kind of strength, right?

It's just that why the master of the hidden door is here, and what is the purpose of the explosion of this ancient pine? It's really puzzling.

For a while, several disciples of the "Miao Yi Pavilion" were like facing a great enemy, some were guarding the scene, and some immediately went to Wen Yu, the master of the Tongyu Pavilion.

After Wen Yu and several elders in the pavilion came to the scene to check it out, there didn't seem to be much surprise on their faces, and Wen Yu asked the guests to disperse and go back to rest everywhere.

After returning to the residence, Wen Yu immediately asked Wang Miaomiao to summon him, asked him privately, and after confirming the thoughts in his heart, he waved his hand with a smile and said that it was nothing, and asked the elders and disciples to go back to sleep.

Wen Yu went to the edge of the cliff to check just now, but found no traces of a fight, the ancient pine tree was burst, more like it was caused by someone attacking with extremely domineering martial arts.

In Wen Yu's mind, among the thousands of guests who came to participate in the "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" this time, there should be only two people who have this terrorist attack ability.

One is Nangong Ming, whose identity is mysterious, and the other is the unfathomable Fang Bai.

According to a disciple on duty at the "Miao Yi Pavilion", she saw Wang Miaomiao go to the edge of the cliff in the evening, so it can be inferred that Fang Bai was probably also on the side of the cliff, preparing to teach Wang Miaomiao's martial arts.

The bursting ancient pine tree should have been caused by Fang Bai when he was practicing martial arts for Wang Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao, this girl is so blessed, she actually met a master of medical and martial arts cultivation like Dr. Fang. Well, it seems that this girl will be cultivated well in the future, and maybe the responsibility of the next pavilion master will fall on her. The ancestors of the past generations have appeared, and the rise of the 'Wonderful Medical Pavilion' is promising!"

Wen Yu muttered to herself, imagining the prospect of the "Miao Yi Pavilion" ranking first among the five ancient medical sects in China for a long time in the future, and the infinite scenery, between her eyebrows and eyes, she was full of joy.

The main process in the morning of the next day was still a variety of medical exchange and discussion meetings, which were attended by thousands of guests and representatives from the five ancient medical schools.

However, Nangong Ming, Wang Miaomiao, and other five ancient medical disciples who were promoted to the third round of medical skills were not present, and I don't know if they were preparing for the next round of medical skills.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, thousands of guests and disciples of the five ancient medicine sects gathered in the conference center again.

Yesterday, Wang Miaomiao, Nangong Ming and other five disciples of the ancient medicine sect treated five burn patients and applied the ointment prepared on the spot.

Now, 10 judges will judge the two winners based on the treatment effect of the wounds of five burn patients, and start the competition for the first place in the medical skills competition.

At around half past two, five burn patients who had been treated yesterday slowly walked onto the rostrum, accompanied by five nurses, and then five disciples of the ancient medicine sect, including Wang Miaomiao and Nangong Ming, also took the stage one after another.

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes at the scene, Wang Miaomiao and other five disciples of the ancient medicine sect took matters into their own hands and unwound the wounds for the five burn patients.

Wang Miaomiao's ointment prepared on the spot yesterday was temporarily learned under Fang Bai's "condensation line transmission", although Fang Bai's medical skills were full of confidence and knew that the ointment would be effective, but in the process of dismantling, she was still a little apprehensive.

Whether Wang Miaomiao can win the first place is related to the vital interests of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" in the next five years, and invisibly, Wang Miaomiao is under tremendous pressure.

Some well-intentioned people at the scene noticed that Nangong Ming, who represented the "Ghost Doctor Gate", was no longer proud of yesterday, and he no longer looked down on everyone under the rostrum, and he was obviously much more honest.

They didn't know that the experience on the edge of the cliff last night had deepened Nangong Ming's jealousy of Fang Bai a little more, with Fang Bai present, where could he still be proud?

At this moment, Nangong Ming's arms were drooping, standing on the rostrum expressionlessly, his eyes occasionally glanced at Wang Miaomiao on the side, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As for Fang Bai, who was sitting under the rostrum, Nangong Ming didn't look at him from beginning to end, worried that it would be affected, mess up his mood, and affect the next medical skills.

Soon, the bandages of the five burn patients were unwrapped and removed, revealing the wounds that were still covered with ointment.

At the same time, the huge screens on both sides of the rostrum of the conference center also showed close-up shots of the patients' injuries in real time, and thousands of guests at the scene could clearly see the recovery of the five burn patients through the large screens.

With a flick of his fingers, Nangong Ming removed the ointment from the hand of the patient who was being treated by himself, revealing the wounds inside.

"My wounds...... Ha ha...... My injuries are healed...... Okay......"

The patient treated by Nangong Ming was a young man of only 18 or 9 years old, who was admitted to the hospital because of an accident three days ago that caused the skin on the back of his left hand to be burned.

Yesterday, this young man was assigned to Nangong Ming for treatment, and after returning to his residence after a night's rest, he felt that the injury was no longer painful and itchy, but cool and comfortable.

After the ointment was removed, the young man raised his palm in front of him, looked at it again and again with wide eyes, and then stretched out his right hand excitedly, touched the wound a few times, and then became ecstatic, and danced with his hands.

The young man's happy and excited appearance immediately attracted the attention of thousands of guests at the scene.

Yesterday, the young man showed his wound to the thousands of guests at the scene, and his wound was festering and the flesh was blurred, and he looked terrifying.

But today, when the camera refocused on his injuries, the scene displayed on the big screen made all the guests' eyes light up, and then a sound of surprise sounded.

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