As they were talking, there was a sudden noise of fighting outside the Wangyue Tower.
Hexi, Baihu and Qingluan looked at each other and were about to go out to see what was going on, but the shopkeeper stepped forward and blocked their way.
Meeting He Xi's gaze, the shopkeeper's eyes flickered a little, but there was also some genuine worry. He lowered his voice and said, "Sir, you are from outside the area, right? Don't blame me for being nosy. I advise you not to offend someone you shouldn't offend for the sake of a low-level guide. It's not worth it!"
He Xi raised his eyebrows, said nothing, walked around the shopkeeper and walked out of Wangyue Tower.
As soon as I stepped out of the door, I heard a loud "bang" not far away.
A small figure crashed heavily onto the steps, groaning in pain.
Hexi and Baihu both showed surprised expressions, it turned out that the figure was Tong Bing.
At this time, his already tattered clothes were now covered in mud, his face was bruised and purple, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. He looked extremely miserable and embarrassed.
In front of Tong Bing, a young man in gorgeous clothes laughed at Tong Bing's miserable appearance.
Tong Bing endured the pain and struggled to sit up from the steps, but the young man took a step forward and kicked him in the chest.
Then, he stepped on him with one foot, exerting force so hard that Tong Bing's face turned pale. Then he laughed wildly, "I've been looking for you for so long, and I didn't expect to meet you here. What, do you want to participate in the selection of the Divine Medical School? Hahaha, you really overestimate your own abilities and don't even look in the mirror. A waste like you wants to enter the Divine Medical School. Don't dream!"
As soon as the boy finished speaking, the people following him burst into laughter.
People passing by on the street also stopped and looked at the hustle and bustle here. When they saw Tong Bing's miserable appearance, some felt sympathy, some were disdainful, and some were afraid of causing trouble and quickly avoided her.
But no one would be kind enough to help Tong Bing, because the young man in fancy clothes looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.
Tong Bing's body was trembling slightly from the pain, but she still gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "The Divine Medical Academy stipulates that anyone with a letter of recommendation can participate in the assessment. I... Of course I can too!"
“Hahaha… Letter of recommendation? For that good-for-nothing master of yours who died last year? A letter of recommendation for a second-rank physician? You’re not ashamed to show it out!” The young man in fancy clothes laughed again, his voice full of contempt and disdain.
Tong Bing pushed away the young man's foot that was stepping on him and said angrily, "Don't talk about my master like that. My master is not useless! My master is not dead either. He... He just disappeared!"
"Bah! This little brat is so rebellious that he even dares to resist!"
The young man in fancy clothes was pushed away by Tong Bing, and he immediately became furious. He gathered the spiritual power on his feet and kicked Tong Bing hard.
Tong Bing spat out a mouthful of blood, his face already pale with a hint of blue-gray.
The young man in gorgeous clothes was in the Vein Condensation Stage, while Tong Bing was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Under him, Tong Bing had no power to resist.
The young man in fancy clothes stepped on him to the ground again, lowered his head to meet Tong Bing's resentful eyes, and suddenly became even more angry. He swung the flying sword in his hand, pressed it against Tong Bing's forehead, and sneered: "Oh, you dare to stare at me! Who gave you the courage to be a little beast? I'll poke your eyes out!"
As he spoke, he raised the flying sword that was flashing with cold light and stabbed it straight towards Tong Bing's eyes.
The crowd watching turned their heads away in dismay, not daring to watch this scene. (To be continued)