Chapter 293 Dongyang College

"Um..." The ship boss hesitated for a while and whispered, "This is not a price issue, but something else... Brother Zheng... I'm afraid you, really Can't afford it..."

"Who dares to be so trusting? Even on one-third of an acre of land in Pingzhou Prefecture, what I, Old Zheng, say is still effective!"

Fatty Zheng's face twitched, and then he became furious.

"Does it work?" An old but energetic old man in black walked down from the cabin. He had obviously heard the quarrel between the ship's bosses.

The old man had an extraordinary aura and was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Old Wang!" When the ship boss saw the old man, he stepped forward quickly as if he was seeing a savior, "Old Wang, you promised me to solve this matter."

The old man kept walking and looked at Zheng Xiangui: "I wonder, Sir, can your words be effective at Dongyang College?"

"Dongyang College?" Fatty Zheng was startled.

The boat owner added in a low voice: "Brother Zheng, Mr. Wang promised me that if I can send them a trip, I can send my son to Dongyang College to study... So... Brother Zheng, please forgive me. Forgive me!”

After being reminded by the people around him, Fatty Zheng finally remembered and asked with fear in his eyes: "Are you from Dongyang College?"

"Exactly." The old man held his beard with a smile on his face, "My surname is Wang. I led the college disciples on a study tour. As soon as I arrived in Pingzhou, I discovered a major demonic disaster. I needed to return to the college quickly to report it. In desperation, I had no choice but to make this decision, thank you for your understanding..."

As he spoke, a dozen people came out of the cabin behind him one after another.

These people were also covered in large and small bags, dusty from travel, and looked a little tired.

But everyone has bright eyes, a strong body, and a bulging waist. At first glance, they are strong players.

Seeing this, Han Yi quickly stepped forward and stood side by side with Fatty Zheng.

Isn't this the time to come out and support the work of a bodyguard and thug?

"Fat Zheng, what kind of power does Dongyang College belong to?"

Han Yi asked in a low voice. The person who could make Fatty Zheng so fearful was probably not a small and unknown force, but he had never even heard of it.

"Dongyang Academy... is a big force in Yunzhou Prefecture, a place that specializes in cultivating strong men for the imperial court. It is said that many generals and lieutenants in the Pingzhou Army were born here..." Fatty Zheng replied softly.

"Yunzhou?"

This was not the first time Han Yi had heard of this place name. Unlike Pingzhou, which was located on the border and was extremely barren, Yunzhou was a continent located in the Central Plains, close to the capital. It was extremely prosperous, with strong men like clouds, and martial arts.

If we look at the overall strength, Pingzhou City, placed in Yunzhou, is an ordinary city.

He had met two disciples of Wanhua Palace before, or two disciples randomly sent from the periphery of Wanhua Palace. They were both strong martial arts masters. Therefore, the overall martial arts level of Yunzhou could be seen from them.

It's no wonder that the other side dares to compete with local snakes like Fatty Zheng. Since Dongyang Academy is a place that trains warriors for the imperial court, its disciples must be all over the world.

Perhaps, many high-ranking officials and generals in Pingzhou Prefecture, and even the leader of the Demon Hunting Association, are inextricably linked to him...

After thinking about this link, Han Yi estimated that given Fatty Zheng's personality, he would not resist forcefully...

After all, according to his words, a man who can bend and stretch is a real man!

Sure enough, Fatty Zheng pondered for a while, and a bright smile appeared on his big fat face: "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Wang. I have admired the famous name for a long time. I have admired the famous name for a long time. It's better to be famous than to meet him. He is really impressive. , What a momentum!”

Han Yi was speechless. You didn't know this person before, but now you act so flatteringly when you hear someone say this. Isn't this just a slap in the face?

Sure enough, a strange change suddenly appeared on Mr. Wang's face. A look of disdain flashed across his eyes, and he smiled gently and said, "Shopkeeper Zheng, how about taking more care of me along the way?"

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Fatty Zheng laughed, not at all angry as before, and his face changed so quickly that it made people stutter.

The contempt in Mr. Wang's eyes became even stronger. What Dongyang Academy emphasizes is cultivating one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. The principle is that if you are poor, you can be good for yourself, and if you are prosperous, you can help the world. It attaches great importance to various moral ethics such as etiquette, wisdom, benevolence, righteousness, and filial piety, and emphasizes the importance of cultivation. While practicing martial arts, one must maintain good personal qualities.

And he was originally a talented scholar who read many poems and books. If he hadn't become obsessed with practicing martial arts, he might not have passed the exam long ago and become the number one scholar.

Therefore, for a scholar like him, the second person he looked down on in his life was businessmen like Fatty Zheng, and the first person he looked down on was philistine and snobbish people like Fatty Zheng who acted according to the prevailing circumstances.

He turned his head away from Fatty Zheng and turned his gaze to Han Yi: "May I ask your Excellency..."

In the intelligence, it was not said that there would be a second martial arts master in Fatty Zheng's team.

"I don't dare to call myself Your Excellency in front of Mr. Wang. I, Han Yi, will go with Brother Zheng for the time being and be regarded as the escort of the convoy." Han Yi was not humble and his attitude was indifferent.

After hearing this, Mr. Wang glanced at Han Yi and saw that his expression remained unchanged and his tone was calm, but he felt a little favorable.

After all, for a person of his status, most people would flatter him after knowing his true identity. Such an indifferent and open-minded person is indeed rare.

"Have you... suffered internal injuries and haven't recovered yet?" He glanced at Han Yi and suddenly asked.

Han Yi was stunned.

"Injuried?!"

"It's not an ordinary injury, at least it's a serious injury that affects the internal organs!" Wang Lao observed Han Yi carefully, "The tongue coating is wet and heavy, the eyebrows are slightly dark, and the blood vessels in the neck are bulging. Typical meridians damage, and there is no timely recovery after the injury. , but internal injuries caused by strenuous exercise!”

Han Yi didn't expect Mr. Wang to be so proficient in medical skills. He could see his injuries at a glance. He didn't hide it at the moment and nodded directly: "Mr. Wang has good eyesight. I did suffer some internal injuries a while ago. Now the meridians in his body are... There is still a feeling of heat in the body, and there is also a feeling of stagnation when the power is working.”

He recalled the previous situation. At that time, he was in a hurry and discovered that the negative luck Feilong Kung Fu and the good luck Qian Yang Kung Fu were running at the same time, which would produce an explosive power, and the qi and blood would be rapidly strengthened. While running, the body will also expand, and various aspects such as strength, speed, reaction, etc. will be sharply strengthened.

When fighting Li Chengfeng, because he quickly killed Li Chengfeng in a short period of time and quickly released this form, there was little physical damage.

But next time, when encountering the Yin Gu, maintaining this form for too long, coupled with the resistance of the Yin Gu, caused a large number of internal injuries to the body, and the injuries were serious.

Although the injury has not healed and it is impossible to experiment again to verify this form, the situation is similar to what Mr. Wang said, and this is indeed the reason.

"Well, I only have a brief knowledge of Qihuang's art. Liao praised it." Mr. Wang stroked his beard and smiled on his face.

The same kind of compliment sounds harsh and unpleasant in the mouth of a philistine who clings to power. But if it comes from a gentleman like Han Yi, it sounds serious and sincere, which makes people feel happy.

How could he know that Han Yi had only just learned about Dongyang College? He had no idea about the status and symbol of Dongyang College's representatives, so he couldn't be shocked.

"Internal injuries, or injuries involving the internal organs, cannot be delayed, otherwise long-term illness will lead to disaster!" Mr. Wang thought for a while and said: "Make tea with Jiuhua grass and take it every day. At the same time, take Huayan Powder orally for one day." Three times! After half a year, it should be eradicated!”

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!" Han Yi expressed his gratitude and saluted respectfully.

This time, he sincerely thanked him. In this world, doctors who can treat ordinary people's injuries have a high status, let alone such a great doctor who has the ability to treat warriors.

His inconspicuous words are extremely valuable, and one word cannot be overstated.

One sentence can often save a life, thus saving Han Yi a lot of effort.

After a while of small talk, Fatty Zheng directed his men, and the carriages were quickly pulled onto the ship.

Han Yi also used the channels of Fatty Zheng's Demon Hunting Club to quickly inquire about purchasing channels.

Although the war was now in chaos and the prices of medicinal materials and wound medicines had risen a lot, under Han Yi's money-splitting offensive, a large amount of Jiuhua Cao and Huayan Powder were soon delivered to his cabin.

Although this ship is very large, not everyone has their own independent space. That is, only those martial arts masters such as Fatty Zheng, Han Yi, and Mr. Wang, or those with special status, have independent cabins.

"This Jiuhua grass is indeed somewhat useful..."

In the cabin, Han Yi took a big sip of water soaked in Jiuhua grass. As expected, his body felt refreshed, as if a lot of dirt and toxins had been cleaned out of his body.

As for the meridians, although they are still the same and have not recovered much, it is obvious that the burning sensation of bleeding wounds has been reduced a lot.

"System, panel."

With a thought, he muttered something to himself.

【Name】: Han Yi (17/200)

[Realm]: In the middle stage of Tongmai, a second-strength martial artist; Sword realm: one kill in ten steps; Sword realm: as thick as a mountain

[Martial arts]: Qian Yang Kung (entering Jin martial arts, Qian Yang Jin, characteristics: rejuvenation, destroying evil, perfect strength); Feilong Kung (entering Jin martial arts, Youlong Jin, characteristics: rapidity, fire poison, ignition, strength) perfect)

[Secret Skill]: Moon Hidden (Special Effect: Breath Convergence Transformation)

[Yuanli value]: 202

"The Yuanli value is enough, but unfortunately, there are no martial arts skills..."

A trace of helplessness arose in Han Yi's heart. He didn't know how many times he had felt this way. There was no one to guide him, lack of resources, and unknown problems in his future would always restrict his speed of becoming stronger.

Even if you want to use the system's deduction function, you still need to absorb a large number of martial arts knowledge books to match your own characteristics.

In other words, the system's martial arts deduction function is actually a database search function. Han Yi's own knowledge reserve is equivalent to a huge martial arts knowledge system.