Xiao Yi couldn't help but narrow his eyes, revealing a playful look, "You, want to kneel before you?"
Zhang Baisheng also snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure.
Even though he had more faith in Yan Ning's dical skills, Xiao Yi after all was the esteed Martial King of the Nation. Not even required to kneel before the current King, how could he kneel to a re third-rank dical officer?
Zhang Baisheng rebuked, "Yan Ning, this is nonsense. Apologize to His Highness the Martial King right now!"
Hou Sailei and a group of military officers were also constantly giving Yan Ning aningful glances.
This was the Martial King of the Nation.
A noble royal title, holding the most rising prestige among the young generation of the Tianqing Kingdom, he was the future pillar of the state.
For a re dical officer to contend with him, wasn't it like an old immortal eating arsenic seeking death?
However...
Yan Ning remained unmoved, standing tall, defiantly looking at Xiao Yi, "When it cos to martial arts talent and cultivation, I, a humble official, cannot even catch up to His Highness the Martial King if I were to spur a horse. However, I have been studying dicine under the tutelage of Lord Jin, the current first-rank Imperial Physician, since my childhood. Even Lord Jin has said that within fifty years I am certain to surpass him. How can I allow an outsider to challenge my authority?"
Everyone was startled, their eyes turning towards Xiao Yi.
Yan Ning was a disciple of the first person in dical expertise at the Imperial Physician Hall, first-rank dical officer Jin Zhen.
He was a well-known dical genius.
In terms of dical expertise, even the senior generation of physicians found it hard to match him.
As for Xiao Yi...
His martial arts talent was unparalleled, but human capacity has limits. For one to achieve such accomplishnts in martial arts and be so young, it was impossible to also give attention to dicine.
Even Zhang Baisheng couldn't help but say, "Your Highness the Martial King, you see..."
Xiao Yi, however, raised his hand to stop Zhang Baisheng, looking calmly at Yan Ning, "You have imnse confidence in your dical skills?"
Yan Ning proudly nodded, "As much as His Highness the Martial King has in your martial arts talent!"
"Ha!"
Xiao Yi smiled and gently stretched his neck, lightly laughing, "Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is not. Especially for a healer, once one is blindly overconfident, it can harm not only oneself but also others."
"I, Yan Ning, have saved lives and helped the wounded. I do not claim to have rits as high as the heavens, but I am confident I have never hard anyone!" Yan Ning said mockingly, narrowing his eyes as he sized up Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders, saying, "You have already examined General Baisheng's shoulder wound earlier, confirming that there was no poison on the arrow, and that it only needed to be pulled out, correct?"
"That's right!"
When it ca to the arrow injury, Yan Ning said earnestly, "If there were poison on the arrow, the flesh at the site of injury would surely have turned black, but the blood from the general's wound is still brightly colored, and the skin and flesh are also of a normal hue, showing no signs of poisoning. With my forty years of experience, I guarantee that there is no poison on this arrow!"
"Arrogance!"
Xiao Yi shook his head, a mocking tone in his voice, "There are more than a thousand kinds of poison in this world. Can you identify all signs of poisoning with just a glance of your naked eye?"
Yan Ning confidently replied, "Of course I cannot do that, neither can Lord Jin. However, according to dical texts, there are only two poisons that can cause poisoning without darkening the flesh and showing signs of poisoning. And these two have long been lost and could not possibly appear here."
Xiao Yi walked forward.
With each step, his imposing aura grew stronger.
The overwhelming presence made Yan Ning retreat step by step, his back already soaked in cold sweat, "Two kinds? Ridiculous. To my knowledge, the poisons that can kill silently and invisibly without leaving a trace are no less than a hundred varieties!"
"A hundred? Laughable. You're rely spouting nonsense, making things up. Could your knowledge possibly surpass that of the dical texts? Forget about a hundred. If you can na the two poisons I spoke of, then I, Yan Ning, will kneel before you to apologize, admitting my inferiority in dical expertise..." Yan Ning tried to maintain composure, laughing coldly.
Xiao Yi said, "Moluo herb, grows in the land of extre yin, invisible and colorless, causes no symptoms of poisoning and lets a person die in their sleep. Fire God Flower, grows in lands of extre yang, often around volcanoes, and when it blooms, its poisonous powder can be collected. Once it enters the body, it is a peculiar fire poison. From the outside, one cannot see any injuries, but it can burn the viscera from inside out, killing the target!"
"You, you..."
Yan Ning was dumbfounded.
These two poisons were precisely what he had ntioned earlier. He never imagined that Xiao Yi would actually na them, even knowing their habitats and effects so clearly.
Yan Ning took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and argued defensively, "Who would have thought you actually knew of these two poisons? But even if you're aware, what of it? These two poisons have been extinct for over a hundred years..."
"Bullshit extinction!"
Xiao Yi sneered and cupped his fists towards Zhang Baisheng, "Old General, my apologies for the offense!"
"Hmm?"
Zhang Baisheng was startled.
Then he saw Xiao Yi suddenly reach out, grabbing his shoulder in a grip.
"Ah..."
Zhang Baisheng cried out in pain.
"Stop it!"
"Let go of the General..."
Hou Sailei and the others' expressions changed drastically, about to step forward, but saw Zhang Baisheng raise his hand to stop them, "Wait a mont..."
Everyone was stunned.
They saw Xiao Yi's fingers on Zhang Baisheng's shoulder, channels of qi transforming into fine threads as thin as hair, penetrating into Zhang Baisheng's wound through his pores. And when this qi completely enveloped the flesh around the wound and the arrowhead, Zhang Baisheng's complexion dramatically changed.
He had previously only felt a faint pain in the wound, but now, that throbbing pain had vanished?
Xiao Yi looked at Yan Ning with a mocking gaze, "Open your eyes wide and see clearly, this is the 'extinct' Demonic Laurel Grass you spoke of!"
Pfft!
Xiao Yi's palm gave a fierce tug.
A chunk of bloody flesh wrapped around an arrowhead was forcibly pulled out by Xiao Yi.
"Hiss!"
Having a piece of flesh brutally torn off, Zhang Baisheng rely inhaled a cool breath, feeling no pain at all. Instead, he felt a great relief in his body. It was as if a massive stone of thousands of pounds that had been pressing on his shoulder was suddenly lifted, with Xiao Yi channeling his qi to seal the wound and stop the bleeding.
The chunk of flesh wrapped around the arrowhead was thrown onto the ground by him.
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a ball of qi enveloped the chunk of flesh, and with a booming sound, a fierce fire ignited.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
There was a pervasive aroma of barbecued at.
Zhang Baisheng and the others just looked at the at burning in the blazing flas in amazent, while Yan Ning was dumbfounded.
He stared with disbelief at the arrowhead in the flas, which was emitting a faint, cold black glow, "Legend has it that when Demonic Laurel Grass is fused onto tal and subjected to intense fire, it perates the tal, preventing the tal from turning red in the fire but instead making it shine with a glossy black. Is this really Demonic Laurel Grass?"
Clap clap clap!
In the void, one could almost hear the crisp sound of being slapped in the face.
Yan Ning felt his cheeks burning with embarrassnt.
The arrow truly was poisoned!
And it was the deadly poison of Demonic Laurel Grass!
If Zhang Baisheng had truly followed his diagnosis and carelessly pulled out the arrow, he probably wouldn't live to see tomorrow's sun!
"Are you convinced now?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.
Thump!
Yan Ning fell heavily to his knees, wholeheartedly conceding, "The Prince of Martial King is suprely talented, I, Yan Ning, willingly admit defeat..."
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