The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 787: Chapter 787: You two, come at me together!
 

The music ends.

The entire garden is alive with the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

All the talents attending the gathering, including Tang Jian, are stunned, their minds completely blank…

Unbelievable! Just by playing a tune, all the flowers bloomed! And the flowers in the garden are clearly those that only blossom in winter or spring!

At this moment, the look of astonishment in Feng Hanyan’s eyes grows even more intense. She stands up, takes a deep breath, and gives a slight bow towards Huang Xiaolong. In a voice filled with emotion, she murmurs, “This melody… it’s divine. It has induced every flower to compete in radiance. I didn’t expect that we ordinary mortals would have the chance to hear this divine melody today… This is the most wonderful music I have ever heard in my life, the most dazzling flowers I have ever seen, and the most fragrant flower aroma I’ve ever smelled… Thank you for this birthday gift. It’s the most precious and favorite gift I’ve ever received in 23 years.”

“It doesn’t matter, I was just playing casually. As long as you like it.” Huang Xiaolong stands nonchalantly, returns to his seat, and sits down.

“Master, you’re amazing! The usually cold Feng Hanyan actually sees you differently!” Ji Zhengyu’s eyes are full of admiration. He almost wants to kneel down. “Master, perhaps, you have a great chance, to win her heart! She’s the top beauty amongst our ten ancient martial arts families… My heavens~~~”

At this moment, Tang Jian’s face is uglier than a corpse’s!

He’s not blind; he can clearly see Feng Hanyan’s enjoyment of this melody far surpasses his four-stripe elixir gift!

Well, after managing to obtain a top-grade elixir and viewing it as a treasure, he gives it with difficulty to his goddess, just to see her smile.

But such a painful sacrifice is overshadowed by Huang Xiaolong sitting down and casually playing a tune!

What infuriates Tang Jian to the point of madness is that Feng Hanyan herself admits that the music Huang Xiaolong played is the most precious and favorite birthday gift she has received in her 23 years, without comparison!

On Tang Jian’s face, a thick and fierce look emerges. He wishes nothing more than to rip Huang Xiaolong to shreds! At the same time, he is filled with overwhelming regret. He regrets inviting Huang Xiaolong to join the gathering!

The angrier Tang Jian gets, the tighter his hands grip the armrest of his chair. The sturdy pear wood splinters, sending bits of wood flying.

Everyone shifts their attention to Tang Jian, feeling the burning rage in his eyes.

Feng Hanyan smiles placidly. “Young Master Tang, thank you and everyone else for the birthday gifts you gave Hanyan. I’m deeply grateful.”

After a pause, Feng Hanyan changes the subject. “Now, can we discuss martial arts? Hanyan can’t wait any longer! You know, she’s also crazy about martial arts.”

“Right!” Tang Jian is a worldly man; he quickly regains his composed demeanor, stands up assertively, exuding a powerful, penetrating energy. “Miss Hanyan, for us martial artists, martial arts are the essence! All these refined and elegant things are mere embellishments. Only when one gains power, it becomes eternal!”

Tang Jian’s words are veiled jabs at Huang Xiaolong.

Everyone present realizes this; Huang Xiaolong has truly offended Tang Jian!

However, Huang Xiaolong could care less. He crosses his legs and seems at ease.

There’s not much to discuss about a so-called ‘exchange’. The truth will be revealed when they battle.

Before much is said, two talents stand up, wanting to prove who’s superior.

This type of martial arts competition is fairly common within the circle of the ten ancient martial arts families. It’s of high quality and ordinary people would find it hard to watch live.

At this point, Feng Hanyan appeared to have shifted her attention to the martial arts competition. Her eyes are full of focus.

From the corner of his eye, Tang Jian keeps watch on Feng Hanyan. Seeing her riveted by the ongoing duel, he finally lets out a sigh of relief…

‘It seems Feng Hanyan was just temporarily moved and that’s why she praised Huang Xiaolong’s music skills. Hanyan is ultimately a martial artist; what she values most is talent in martial arts. And in this aspect, I firmly believe I will not lose to Huang Xiaolong!’

The two currently in combat are from the Yan and Tang families.

The young man from the Yan family has condensed 78 strands of True Qi, and the young man from the Tang family has condensed 80 strands.

Both move to attack.

For a moment, True Qi howls, fists roar like dragons and leg shadows fly.

The young man from the Yan family primarily defends, a pale blue light emanating from his body, steady as a mountain.

The young man from the Tang family employs attack as defense; his movements release waves of brutal, violent energy. If he weren’t controlling his power so impressively, this force would be powerful enough to bring down a house.

Both sides deliver shots at each other; it’s a thrilling fight.

Watching from the side, Ji Zhengyu is mesmerized. He can’t help but ask Huang Xiaolong, “Master, who do you think will win?”

After taking a casual glance, Huang Xiaolong replies with a laugh, “I suppose the Grandmaster from the Yan Family will win.”

“Uh…” Stunned, Ji Zhengyu replies briefly, “But, Master, Yan’s Grandmaster is always on the defensive, rarely attacking. But Tang’s Grandmaster is aggressively rapid; his martial arts skills are peerless… Besides, Tang’s Grandmaster’s True Qi cultivation is slightly weaker.”

“Well, the Grandmaster from the Yan Family has been consuming the energy of his opponent. While defending, he’s also looking for his opponent’s weaknesses. He’s about to strike back and turn defeat into victory.” Huang Xiaolong analyzes with a smile.

“Nonsense!” A young man with a sharp face sitting nearby snorts and derides, “What gibberish are you two spouting? Close your foul mouths! Among all of us present, who among us have a lower cultivation level than both of you? Young Master Tang inviting you to this gathering is already a great honor! And yet here you are, making rash statements! Don’t think that just because you were able to come here makes you our equals!”

“You!” Ji Zhengyu is left flushed and tongue-tied.

Huang Xiaolong, however, simply scoffs at the sardonic comment. “Who are you to speak? I said that the Yan Grandmaster is about to win. If you don’t believe me, we can wager on it…”

Before he could finish, just as he had predicted, the young man from the Yan family found Tang’s weakness. He made a swift move, landed a palm on the Tang youth’s left arm, sending him flying.

“Hahahaha~~~~” Ji Zhengyu erupts into laughter, looking at the sharp-faced youth with mocking eyes. “What’s this? Do you have anything to say now? The results of this duel just proved our Master right!”

“Damn it!” The sharp-faced young man is seething, stands up quickly, his eyes flashing a cruelly ruthless expression. “Empty words mean nothing! Since you’re here, show us what you can do! However, I hold neither of you in regard, individually. Take me on together! Yes, both of you, together, challenge me! I’ll teach you a lesson on how to be humble!”

“If you dare not fight, then get lost!” The sharp-faced youth’s eyes are ablaze with fierce determination.

Feng Hanyan can’t help but glance at Huang Xiaolong, who is still sitting calmly.

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