Chapter 468 Which Mr. Mo? Are you familiar with him?

But people who practice martial arts are different. When the two sides fight, they don't mind delaying the time.

Gradually become familiar with the opponent's moves, and then choose a suitable moment to defeat or kill the opponent with a fierce attack.

Therefore, when martial arts people compete, they always use an endless variety of moves, not to let the other party see their own moves, but also because the moves they learn are not just one or two moves, but a whole set of flexible moves.

Qiao Ran soon learned the old general Zheng's fighting style. She used her Qinggong to move and dodge, as agile as a tabby cat, causing the old general's fists to miss time and time again.

In the end, the competition ended with Qiao Dong taking a few punches and having to retreat, Qiao Ran not being hit by the punches, and General Zheng panting from exhaustion.

The group of children watching from the sidelines felt dazzled in front of them, and Sister Ran's figure almost turned into a shadow.

Sometimes it's on the left, sometimes it's on the right, sometimes it's forward, sometimes it's backward. It's so dazzling that people think there's something wrong with their eyes.

Although they couldn't tell who was more powerful, when they saw that the old general was so tired that he was holding his knees and panting, while their sister Ran stood there calmly and calmly, they felt that it was sister Ran who had won, and they couldn't help but burst into cheers:

"Okay! Sister Ran wins! Sister Ran is the most powerful!"

When Mrs. Zheng saw this scene, she shook her head helplessly. This old man, should he be old this time?

But I saw General Zheng holding his knees and breathing heavily, then stood up straight. There was no sign of frustration on his face. Instead, he held his hands and laughed happily:

"Hahahaha...! Okay! Heroes come from young, Ranran, your skills are much better than grandpa's! It seems that even if grandpa refuses to accept his old age, he can't do it! But grandpa has a granddaughter as powerful as you, so he is really better than me. I’m still happy, hahahaha…!”

Qiao Ran quickly said humbly: "Grandpa, your skills are different from mine. You are suitable for straight-forward fighting on the battlefield, while I am a martial artist who fights alone in a roundabout way. The moves I use are inherently unique. It’s different. You have to face the enemy directly to kill him, but I use Qinggong to maneuver around to save my life, so I am good at dodging, while your move to kill the enemy directly is simpler and more neat. There is no way to tell the difference between the two. High or low.”

General Zheng thought for a moment, then smiled and said:

"You girl, are you still comforting grandpa? Don't worry, grandpa is not a loser. If he loses, he loses. There is nothing to be embarrassed to admit. I know that you are so flexible and you can do it many times. Grandpa made a move and got hurt, but you gave in and didn’t let grandpa lose faster. Grandpa is completely safe!"

Qiao Ran laughed when he heard this: "Who said that? Grandpa didn't lose! Grandpa, if you can become a general and lead an army, it means you are more powerful than many, many people. I am just taking advantage of it. If you really go to the battlefield, you will be better." It’s of no use.”

General Zheng was so comforted by this capable and caring granddaughter that he felt very happy.

This is his granddaughter!

This is a capable little girl who is half of his Zheng family blood!

Suddenly remembering something, General Zheng asked: "Ranran, what kind of weapons do you usually use? I have several precious weapons in my house, which were all seized from enemy generals on the battlefield. I use None of them are available to you. You can go to the General’s Mansion another day and pick out a few weapons that are available to you and take them all away.”

Qiao Ran quickly thanked you: "Thank you, grandpa! I will definitely go and have a look some other day."

She knew that this was her grandfather's intention for her, and it would not be good to refuse. Taking one or two things for herself would make the old man happier.

Old General Zheng encouraged Qiao Dong on the side: "Dong'er, I can see that you learned your skills from your sister, but I guess you are still short of time and you are not yet proficient. It doesn't matter, just practice hard. You If you want any weapons, go to grandpa to pick them out."

Qiao Dong knew that his skills were not inferior to his sister's, and he still had a lot to learn.

Therefore, he was not discouraged at all, but had a firm look on his face: "Well, don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely learn from my sister well. Even if I can learn half of her skills, I will be satisfied."

Qiao Ran laughed at him: "Xiaodong, are you so unambitious? Are you satisfied with having half the skills of your sister? Don't you want to surpass your sister?"

Qiao Dong shook his head: "Sister, I am self-aware, but my talent in martial arts is not half of my sister's. Sister, your skills should be even better than Mr. Mo's. If I am half as skilled as you, I am already pretty good."

Qiao Ran smiled and shook her head, noncommittal to his words.

However, General Zheng caught the words in it extremely keenly, widened his eyes and asked:

"Dong'er, what did you just say? Mr. Mo? Which Mr. Mo? Are you familiar with him?"

Qiao Dong had no idea what was wrong with his words and answered bluntly:

"Young Master Mo is the Crown Prince of Dingbei. He was rescued by my sister on the road. At that time, Mr. Mo was seriously injured and unconscious. My sister carried him back and healed his injuries. He gave us several thousand taels of silver as reward. . In addition, my sister detoxified him some time ago, and he came to express his gratitude in person."

General Zheng went to bed early last night and got up early today to come to Devil's Valley. He had not yet heard the news that Prince Dingbei's poison had been cured.

When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "The poison in Mo Shizi's body was cured by Ranran? The poison that even ghost doctors couldn't cure was cured by your sister? So, is Mo Shizi still fine now?"

Qiao Dong nodded: "Well, it was my sister who cured Mr. Mo's poison, and Mr. Mo has completely recovered. It was also because my sister cured Mr. Mo's poison that the ghost doctor came to live here, saying that he wanted to be a disciple. My sister is my teacher.”

"What? The ghost doctor wants to take Ran Ran as his teacher? Ran Ran, is this true?"

General Zheng simply thought he was hallucinating.

What did he hear?

Not only did Ran Ran cure Prince Dingbei of a poison that could not be cured by the most famous doctors, imperial doctors and even ghost doctors in Manchuria, but the ghost doctors also pestered Ran Ran to become her disciple?

Oh my god!

Isn't this really what he heard wrong? Are you trying to pester Ran Ran to accept her as your disciple?

Even Mrs. Zheng who was standing not far away was stunned when she heard this.

She heard the news that the ghost doctor had come to Devil's Valley last night, and thought he was interested in Ran Ran's medical skills and wanted to accept her as his disciple.

But he didn't expect that the ghost doctor would want to be Ran Ran's apprentice!

Even though she had lived for most of her life and had heard many strange things, she was also shocked by this news.

How old is Ranran? There’s still one month left before I can get my haircut!

A girl who is not yet fifteen years old can actually get a famous miracle doctor from Dai Viet to come and be her apprentice. Who can believe this?

Is Ran Ran's medical skills really so powerful that even a big shot like the Ghost Doctor, who is known as a miraculous doctor, admires her?

My granddaughter is so powerful!