I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 388 - Three Hundred Eighty-Four: Price

Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Four: Price

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“The Righteous Energy Art” is an extremely potent martial arts technique currently organized by Tang Luo. It includes training methods, killing techniques, body forging techniques, burst techniques, and secret techniques. If he still can’t win even with these, it can only mean that his duties at the Righteous Business Group have taken up too much of Gong Zheng’s energy, leading to such a terrible defeat.

This is why he needed to go through a power test before recruiting Gong Zheng. In this world, no matter what you want to do, you can’t do without power protection. Moreover, the people here are unsophisticated and brutal, resorting to killing to silence others and cutting off all sources of trouble.

The monopoly of the farming tools industry by the Righteous Business Group must have touched many people’s interests, so it was inevitable that Gong Zheng would be in danger. That’s why he told Hua Ji to inform him immediately if anything happened to the Righteous Business Group.

Under Tang Luo currently, the only one who has reached the peak of the Mortal Realm is Gong Zheng. Unfortunately, even with the powerful yellow rank technique “The Righteous Energy Art”, he still can’t form enough combat power in a short time.

From the perspective of Mortal Realm battle power, the one who injured Gong Zheng is definitely a peak Mortal Realm warrior. There is no doubt about that. However, if Gong Zheng could refine all of the techniques of “The Righteous Energy Art”, even if the opponent has some accomplishments in physical martial arts, he wouldn’t have lost so miserably.

The three of them rushed to the Martial Hall in their war chariot. The atmosphere in the chariot was a bit silent. Tang Luo looked at Tang Han several times as he hesitated to speak, and directly said: “If you have anything to ask, just ask, don’t hold it in.” It’s really unbearable for a man in his twenties to keep looking at oneself with such strange eyes.

“Cough, cough.” Tang Han knew his gaze was strange, but he was really curious. He scratched his chin and asked: “Do you not sleep? Why are you always practicing whenever I come over?”

“Or what?” Tang Luo said naturally: “If my talent is not as good as others, I have to work harder. How else would I win?”

Of course, this talent does not refer to the talent for spiritual power, but the talent for physical training. Although there is not much to say about talent in physical training, he has not yet accessed the entry-level of Qi flow. He can’t be considered talented, but luckily, the Innate Qi constantly circulates in his body, granting remarkable healing and resistance to fatigue. In this way, he can keep practicing diligently, which is an indirect way of making up for his deficiency through hard work.

“Gulp….” Tang Han swallowed his saliva and was shocked: “So you really don’t sleep…”

For such a silly question, I refuse to answer a second time. Tang Luo turned his face to the other side, looking disgusted.

Healing Hall Pharmacy

Ying Hongyuan carried the unconscious Gong Zheng to the pharmacy and handed him over to the young physician Tang Qingyi who was just free.

The doctor took Gong Zheng and put him into the cold marrow bed, completely freezing him with the cold marrow. He turned his head and blurted out: “This person has dozens of broken bones in his body, and all the upper body meridians are severed. If it weren’t for his profound cultivation, he’d already be dead. How do you plan on treating him?”

“This…” Ying Hongyuan hesitated for a moment. Hua Ji only instructed him to bring the person here and save his life first, without further explanation, so he didn’t know how to respond instantly.

Tang Qingyi looked at Ying Hongyuan’s appearance and casually said: “Actually, in this situation, it’s better not to treat him. Even if you waste precious medicinal pills to heal him, he won’t be able to fight again. It’s better to simply keep him alive and let him transition to a civilian job.”

It’s not that he’s cruel, but he grew up in a pharmacy and has seen too many injured warriors. Injuries as severe as these are more difficult to treat than the reattachment of a severed limb. For warriors, the most important thing is their meridians. Dozens of his meridians were shattered into a bloody mess, and the places where the bones were shattered were crushed into powder. Such severe injuries require at least a couple of Life Creation Pills for recovery, let alone other precious spiritual medicines and treasure herbs. The cost is simply too high.

After all, this warrior’s cultivation is too high. From what Tang Qingyi knows about the Tang Clan’s subsidiary families, they wouldn’t spend such an amount on a foreigner warrior. This kind of expense could be enough to recruit a group of Mortal Realm warriors again, making the better choice clear.

Witnessing the physician’s words, Ying Hongyuan couldn’t help but feel sorrow in his heart. In fact, he had thought it would be this way from the moment he picked up Gong Zheng, because the cost of treating such severe injuries was too high. Although the peak of Mortal Realm sounded shocking, it could be driven by only a few hundred thousand gold coins. Ask any nobleman if he would spend millions of gold coins to save such a warrior. However, it was still heartbreaking to see twenty years of painstaking practice annihilated instantly. Young physician Tang Qingyi looked at Ying Hongyuan’s expression and calmly said: “If there are no objections, then let’s get started. There are still people waiting.”

The Tang Clan’s medical hall is always the busiest place. He has no interest in waiting endlessly. God knows if this master still remembers that he has a heavily injured subordinate sent to the pharmacy. It often happens, and he’s gotten used to it.

” Sti…Still…” Ying Hongyuan originally wanted to say to wait until the boss comes back to make a decision. However, he heard a familiar voice outside: “Just do it, use the best medicine. Not only do I want him alive, but I also want him to fully recover!”

Tang Luo, in his black training suit, entered the pharmacy with Hua Ji and attracted the attention of everyone. Everyone’s eyes were filled with unusual light, and only Tang Qingyi gave a cold snort with his arms crossed.

Among those in the hall who were being treated for injuries, most were clan warriors. Naturally, they would be overwhelmed by Tang Luo’s righteous indignation. However, he has seen too many sons of nobles in his ten-plus years as a physician. They all act high and mighty and speak so smoothly; they try to win people’s hearts by promising things they can’t deliver. They never consider whether their expenditure corresponds to their income. At first, he thought Tang Luo, the famous prodigy of Xiling, would be different. Now it seems they are all the same. He felt the need to remind him: “Fully recover? Prodigy, do you know how many spiritual medicines and treasure herbs are needed to fully cure this warrior?”

Tang Qingyi’s tone was a bit mocking. With the background of the Tang Clan, as long as the person still has a breath, they can save him. However, the cost is enormous. Tang Luo is no longer a clan elder and doesn’t even have a discount. This is the actual cost, and he doesn’t believe that Tang Luo can agree.

“No matter how much, just use it.” Tang Luo frowned, not understanding why the person in front of him was so unfriendly.

“Heh,” Since he was warned and still wanted to save face, Tang Qingyi had to report: “Three Life Creation Pills, two Life Circulation Pills, two Living Flowers, Reviving Grass, and a divine herb called Flesh Bone. This way he could fully recover. Does the prodigy agree to use the medicine?”

Just the rebound of being alive, for him, is very easy, probably about ten thousand gold can be handled; but to fully recover, you need to use a large amount of spiritual medicine and treasure grass, the value exceeds ten million gold.

Confronted with this huge expenditure, are you still going to hang on? There was a touch of curiosity in Tang Qingyi’s eyes, filled with amusement.