The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 276 - 220: Descendants of the Vermilion Bird_2

Chapter 276: Chapter 220: Descendants of the Vermilion Bird_2

Once Ma Kong accepted the technique, his expression was filled with surprise, followed by a certain stubbornness. He walked towards the only corner of the courtyard. There, he closed his eyes and sat down to meditate, deciding to thoroughly analyze it before attempting to create any manifestations.

"So, it’s just the two of us now," Deng Wu said with a smile, observing the four youths practicing their personal skills with intense focus. Yan Xiaobao nodded in response but remained silent, his gaze fixed on Gao Yan. A glint of coldness flashed through his eyes, sending a shiver down Deng Wu’s spine. Deng Wu didn’t want to be like Li Cheng, but even he felt that this older boy needed to face the punishment he deserved.

At the moment, Lan Feng returned to the Dantian Cave, and Yan Xiaobao returned to his own body.

"I’ve given Little Dragon’s friend the technique that suits him best," Lan Feng thought to himself as he spoke. Yan Xiaobao nodded slightly. Deng Wu already possessed a skill, so giving him another didn’t seem important, but Lan Feng seemed to disagree.

"At first, I might not have trusted this person. But since Little Dragon accepted him, he can’t be all bad," said Lan Feng. "Let’s see if he has the capacity to learn the Qi Guard. He already has an offensive technique, so this time we’ll give him a defensive one."

Yan Xiaobao nodded in agreement. He also felt that Deng Wu was trustworthy, though a bit dramatic and difficult to read.

"This time, you teach him the Qi Guard," Lan Feng said with a yawn. "Transferring knowledge from the mind is rather exhausting. You’ve perfected the Qi Guard, so if he learns it from you, that’ll be enough."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaobao raised an eyebrow slightly and waved at Deng Wu.

"I have a technique for you," he said, closing his eyes. "But you’ll learn it from me, not from Lan Feng."

Hearing this caused Deng Wu to be extremely surprised. Lan Feng would only let Yan Xiaobao train techniques of the highest caliber. Little Dragon had spent an extended amount of time explaining to Deng Wu Lan Feng’s perfectionism and obstinance. This signaled that the skill Deng Wu was about to learn was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Yan Xiaobao grumbled slightly as he quickly searched his mind for all information on the Qi Guard. All of this knowledge converged into a glowing ball of light, which Yan Xiaobao slowly pulled from his forehead.

Since Yan Xiaobao couldn’t completely separate the offensive skill of the Qi Guard from his amassed knowledge, the light ball ended up being larger than the one Lan Feng had provided.

On the other hand, acquiring this knowledge was beneficial for Deng Wu; it would make training much easier but might limit Deng Wu’s ability to adapt the skill, as he would train in the exact same way Yan Xiaobao had, reducing the potential for skill evolution.

"Qi Guard?" Deng Wu said in shock as he finally comprehended the defensive technique Yan Xiaobao had used against Wang Julong’s Qi Lightning.

Deng Wu was highly knowledgeable about his own skills, but when he realized that this ability had been perfected by someone who had lived only ten years, he was even more astonished.

Unlike the others, Deng Wu didn’t immediately begin training. After carefully observing the others for some time, he eventually started practicing a technique Yan Xiaobao had provided him earlier—the Qi Dance Pillars. Deng Wu had learned from Yan Xiaobao how important it was to perfect one skill before moving on to another, a practice that Lan Feng often emphasized. The older boy chose to follow this advice.

Putting everything before his companions put Yan Xiaobao at ease. Yan Xiaobao had owed much to the Rong twins from a young age, and everyone in the courtyard was someone Yan Xiaobao trusted completely.

Watching Deng Wu train, Yan Xiaobao smiled before losing himself in the practice of transforming the weapon into a sword shape version.

The six youths remained in the courtyard, interrupted only once when the door opened, revealing Lord Rong Liang, who came upon the injured Gao Yan.

Lord Rong Liang’s expression was stern. He had already requested the academy initiate an investigation to determine whether the incident was accidental, but Gao Yan stopped him.

That very day, Gao Yan had climbed to second place in the student rankings, and his current condition was better than before. Gao Yan quickly realized that although he had lost his cultivation base, the new cultivation technique offered him greater prospects for the future.

Lord Rong Liang was quite taken aback by Gao Yan’s current cultivation base, raising numerous questions. However, no matter how much he probed, Gao Yan declined to answer. In the end, Rong Liang could only shake his head, exiting the courtyard and allowing the six youths to return to training.

Finally, the much-anticipated day arrived, and Yan Xiaobao was set to fight again. The semi-finals paired Yan Xiaobao against a civilian victorious in Group Three and matched Li Sheng against Wang Julong.

A complicated emotion arose in Yan Xiaobao’s heart. Everything he had done throughout the competition was to confront Wang Julong, but now the animosity between Yan Xiaobao and Li Sheng far outweighed that original intent.

Personal pride did not matter to Yan Xiaobao; avenging his friends was his priority. Nevertheless, Wang Julong was no pushover. Though she was a woman, her achievements were far from laughable.

As he looked at Wang Julong, Yan Xiaobao noticed she was also gazing in his direction.

"Win," she said as she approached Yan Xiaobao. "Win your match. I will wait for you in the finals. A blot like seriously injuring a schoolmate deserves no respect."

In her brown eyes, he saw a mixture of determination and indifference. Yan Xiaobao responded with a nod. Even Wang Julong was willing to seek revenge for Gao Yan. In that case, Yan Xiaobao felt no lingering apprehension.

As Yan Xiaobao stepped onto the stage, he saw his opponent—a civilian and one of Gao Yan’s followers. The opponent’s face twisted with anger and hatred, but his emotions were evidently directed not at Yan Xiaobao but at Li Sheng standing by the arena’s sidelines.

"I forfeit!" the young man shouted loudly, shocking everyone present. As he walked down the stairs, he approached Yan Xiaobao, placed a hand on his shoulder, and whispered, "If Li Cheng makes it to the finals, make sure he never steps off this stage again."

Standing on the stage, the final semi-final match still undecided, the tension within the arena grew more intense. A palpable sense of expectation hung heavy in the air.

The outcome of the first semi-final had been shocking, yet it was fleetingly volatile. The idea of a semi-finalist forfeiting right at the beginning was utterly unexpected. For the civilians competing, the prize money was often their lifeline.

Taking time to process the situation only made it more astonishing. Clearly, the civilian had forfeited to retaliate against Li Cheng, but this presented yet another surprising layer of conflict.

Yan Xiaobao, merely a nine-star-ranked cultivator, had once caused a late-ranking disciple to retreat, choosing instead to trust a boy of the lowest cultivation realm to seek vengeance on his behalf.

At first, it was assumed that the young cultivator stepped down to quell the feud between Wang Julong and Yan Xiaobao, a hostility that had long been evident to all.

From beneath the stage, two students of the Wang Family—Wang Tonglong and Wang Jialong—observed the scene. Wang Tonglong had managed to defeat Rong Ming’s top seed. Considering someone had taken down Rong Ming, it was expected that Li Sheng would also be left to face the ten-year-old boy.

Others speculated that Wang Julong had only defeated Rong Ming because the older student let his guard down. It was unlikely that Li Cheng would fall for a similar ploy. Given his attack on Gao Yan, it was highly probable that the first exchange of techniques would leave Wang Julong seriously wounded.

The two young students stood on stage, facing one another as they awaited the judge’s arrival. On this day, as it was a semi-final, the referee was one of the Royal Academy elders. These elders were significant not only within the academy but also throughout Liluo City.

Today’s elder was the youngest among those assigned to the Liluo City Royal Art Academy. His name was Qin Zeng, and so far, Yan Xiaobao had a positive impression of this middle-aged man.

Qin Zeng had become an elder a year ago when he received the title of Duke. Like most elders of the Royal Art Academy, he immediately chose to align himself with the city lord’s faction. After all, Lord Rong Liang had been appointed by the Royal Family.

"Let the battle begin!" Qin Zeng’s voice roared across the energized stage, drawing everyone’s full attention to the two young figures standing in the arena. All other sounds faded away.

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