"Ah!" Gu He shouted loudly.
His voice reached the competition area beside them.
Yang Yi withdrew his fist, sucked in a breath of cold air, and kicked Gu He away.
The disciple on duty was stunned for a few seconds before he rushed onto the stage in shock to check on Gu He's injuries.
For such a routine test, everyone else basically showed restraint. There were even those who colluded beforehand. Who would have thought that the battle would be so tragic? It was to the point that it was too late to call a halt.
However, Yang Yi could not be blad. Everyone saw that Gu He was the first to act ruthlessly.
Actually, those who knew Gu He knew that he liked to use his power to oppress others. When ordinary rookies were given such a scare, they would basically just admit defeat. Who would have thought that he would et a tough opponent today.
"That's ruthless!"
The people below the stage clicked their tongues.
Even though he knew that Gu He was wearing brass knuckles, he still dared to exchange blows with him.
Many people touched their fists and felt a wave of pain.
This person seed to be a rookie.
Were all rookies nowadays so fierce?
"Yang Yi wins."
Just as the commotion started, Mu Hengshan suddenly appeared on the stage and announced the result.
Yang Yi bowed toward Gu He.
Then, under the sidelong glances of the crowd, he walked down the training field.
"Yang Yi, is your hand alright?" Zhou Yan ca up to him and asked with a complicated expression.
"It hurts, but it's not a big deal. I'll be able to recover in a few days."
During the previous battle, Yang Yi had roughly understood Gu He's strength. Only then did he dare to clash head-on with him at the last mont.
He was currently at the Bone Refining stage. Moreover, when he was at the Blood Refining stage, his Qi and blood were far more abundant than his peers. This little injury was indeed not a big deal. At most, he would not be able to fight for three to four days.
In comparison, Gu He's injury was more serious.
However, Yang Yi also had a sense of propriety and did not use the Mountain Shaker.
Otherwise, not only would his fist bones shatter, even his entire arm might be affected.
"Well done, you."
Zhou Yan had a new understanding of Yang Yi's strength.
He was happy about this. Since he could not compare to Yang Yi, he wanted Yang Yi to be as strong as possible.
"Junior Brother Yang, you really scared ." Han Houchun ca up to talk to him.
Yang Yi smiled and chatted with him for a while. Then, he treated his wound as he was ready to leave the training field.
"Do you know why Junior Brother Yang is so strong? It's because he ate the demonic beast at that he bought from . Don't be fooled by his looks, when I first t him two months ago, he was only at the Blood Refining stage. If it weren't for my guidance, hehe..." Seeing that Yang Yi had gone far away, Han Houchun straightened his back and started boasting to the surrounding disciples.
Yang Yi left the training field.
Soon, another person ca over.
It was Yao Lang, who had interacted with him at the entrance of the Harmony Court.
Yao Lang said bitterly, "Junior Brother Yang, Senior Sister Zhuang is looking for you."
Yang Yi had a strange expression.
He thought that Yao Lang had finally had enough.
Why was he running errands for Zhuang Chenglu again?
"Senior Brother Yao, do you know why Senior Sister Zhuang is looking for ?" He did not ask in detail. He was not interested in learning about Yao Lang's emotional journey.
"I don't know. She said that she'll be waiting at the pill room." Yao Lang shook his head.
Yang Yi figured that the clarity pill must have been completed.
Yang Yi thanked him and then walked towards the Harmony Court.
He ca to the pill room. There were other inner disciples cultivating pills here.
Zhuang Chenglu was also among them, she occasionally gave them a few pointers.
When she saw Yang Yi, she walked out of the pill room. She looked at Yang Yi's hand and gloated, "You lost the match? It's alright. You just broke through. It's normal that you can't beat the old tirs. Don't dwell on this."
"I won," Yang Yi said silently.
"Oh..." Zhuang Chenglu imdiately found this boring.
"Co with . I have sothing for you," she said while beckoning him over.
Could it be that it was not a pill?
Although Yang Yi was puzzled, he did not ask further.
The two of them ca to a quiet and secluded residence.
The courtyard was filled with flowers and plants that competed with each other with their beauty. There were also many herbs that were drying in the sun.
They walked in and entered the room. The decorations were simple and elegant. It was extraordinary in its simplicity. Purple was the main color of the room. There was also a faint sll of flowers and herbs.
"There, it's inside the study. Help yourself."
Zhuang Chenglu pointed to a room next to her that had its curtains lifted.
There were all kinds of ancient books in the room.
So books were stacked on the table with a wooden box containing dicinal pills resting on top.
"Is this the clarity pill?" Yang Yi walked over and opened the wooden box.
A dicinal pill that emitted a clear and cold aura entered his eyes.
"It took an entire day." Zhuang Chenglu brewed a cup of flower tea for herself.
"What about the ones below?"
These things were placed together with the pills. It was obvious that they were also for Yang Yi.
Yang Yi flipped through two pages curiously and realized that it was actually a picture book that explained various herbs and pills!
Not only were there text notes, explanations of dicinal principles, there were also pictures that were used for comparison.
"Most of the common dicinal herbs and pills are on it. Don't you want to understand these? You can go through them slowly," Zhuang Chenglu said.
"There are also hand-drawn figures." Yang Yi saw quite a lot of graffiti.
At first, he thought it was a piece of waste paper that was accidentally put in.
Later, he realized that it was an attempt to patch up the damaged original drawing.
"There are many incomplete ancient books, so I copied them from the original pictures. By comparing them with the pictures, it will be easier to understand, in case you rember the na but don't know what it looks like," Zhuang Chenglu said seriously.
Strictly speaking, this could not be considered copying. It should be called an abstract painting.
Although Yang Yi wanted to ridicule her, he laughed it off. He did not expect Zhuang Chenglu to do this for him.
This was already beyond his expectations. It was a surprise.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister," Yang Yi said sincerely.
If it was just to lend him the ancient books to read, it would not be a big deal. However, she added the drawings. This could be considered a kind gesture. As for whether the drawings were good or not, that was another matter.
"There's no need to repay . You paid a lot, you know? I was only cultivating a clarity pill for you, but it's as if I've taken advantage of you. Take them and leave. I have to go back and cultivate pills too." Zhuang Chenglu raised her teacup and urged him to leave.
Yang Yi nodded his head in greeting. He no longer acted pretentiously. He carried the drawing book and left.
The two of them parted halfway. Before leaving, Zhuang Chenglu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yang, if you still have business in the future, rember ."
Yang Yi smiled bitterly.
She had clearly advised him not to rely on dicinal pills not long ago.
Why was she trying to solicit a custor now?
"Okay," he responded.
He returned to the wooden hut. It was quiet and undisturbed here. Everything was the sa as when he left.
Yang Yi enjoyed the mont of being alone very much.
He rested for a mont. Then, he imdiately began to cultivate Phantom Dodge.
When he faced Gu He earlier, he successfully executed it under pressure and had quite a bit of enlightennt.
Yang Yi planned to strike while the iron was hot, hoping that he could learn this martial art as soon as possible..
The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and in the blink of an eye, 10 days had passed.
During these 10 days, Yang Yi's main focus was on the Phantom Dodge.
Occasionally, when he was free, he would flip through the illustrations to supplent his dicinal knowledge.
Even if he did not cultivate pills, so basic knowledge still needed to be grasped. Otherwise, the incident of him touching the ghost weed with his bare hands would happen again. Even if he obtained a miraculous pill or natural treasure, he would not be able to distinguish it.
Although Yang Yi's aptitude in cultivation was not good, morizing was always his forte. Soon enough, the thick stack of diagrams was imprinted in his mind.
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