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The sun could be seen going over the hill.
"ZHESAAAAAAAN!"
Zhao Wuyang's thunderous cry echoed across Mount Hua.
"Elder Zhao, please quiet down. You might rupture my eardrums," Ling Zhen scowled, annoyed. In front of them was Fang Zhesan, unconscious and foaming at the mouth.
The first day of the Lotus Sword Gathering came to an end. Five lost and five won. Among the losers, Fang Zhesan was the only one who lost consciousness.
"He's not badly hurt, just unconscious. He'll wake up soon enough."
As his title, "Pill Apothecary," implied, Ling Zhen could concoct pills. Refining pills was also related to the art of medicine, so although he wasn't as good as a proper physician, he could treat people to some extent.
Zhou Xuchuan… that boy really brings storms everywhere. Heheh.
Ling Zhen inwardly smiled, finding the situation amusing. He kept his amusement to himself, knowing how Zhao Wuyang would react.
"That brat must have used some kind of evil techniques! Otherwise, Zhesan wouldn't have fallen so easily!" Zhao Wuyang snapped.
"Oh geez." Ling Zhen...
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