Chapter 25: Tempering (Third Update)

  Gao Ming was very tall, at least 1.8 meters, but Liu Dong standing in front of him was not short either, with a height of over 1.83 meters and a sturdy build, he stood firmly in front of Gao Ming, completely blocking his view.

  Gao Ming spoke with his head tilted, just exposing a head on Liu Dong's shoulder. Adding to this, he was tense and worried in his heart at the time, his face full of worry, looking like a wronged wife, making the scene even more bizarre.

  Ning Yuan heard the voice and only then saw clearly who it was, almost bursting out laughing, but he strongly restrained himself, his face stern as he nodded: "Hmph, you have lovesickness, there's no cure for this illness. You can live another 50 or 60 years at most. Better prepare your funeral arrangements early, lest when the time comes, it'll be too late."

  Everyone was speechless.

  Gao Ming let out a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand, still feeling a lingering fear. Although he had previously suspected that Ning Yuan was just teasing him, after Ning Yuan treated Ouyang Shasha, he was indeed frightened.

  "Alright, I was just kidding. Don't come to the infirmary for no reason in the future, this isn't a place for you to flirt with girls." Ning Yu walked over, patted Gao Ming's shoulder twice and waved his hand around, saying "Everyone disperse, the infirmary needs to be kept quiet, it's not a place for onlookers."

  A group of students, having witnessed Ningyuan's skills and medical techniques, were all intimidated by him. One by one, they dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Liu Dong and Ouyang Shasha waiting for Qi Ruizhe to decoct the medicine in the infirmary.

  Who would have thought that the group of talented people who followed Gao Ming to the door of the medical room, Liu Dong, who had not thought of what to say all along, suddenly spoke up and said: "That Dr. Ning, I was blind earlier, sorry, but I still want to compete with you, it's clear that you're also a master."

  Liu Dong's words immediately attracted the attention of a group of people who were preparing to leave, and everyone had some expectations. Although most of the people following Gao Ming were third-year students, Liu Dong's reputation was well-known among many of them.

  Fuhai University's martial arts hall may not be well-known, but a school of this size always has a few skilled fighters. Liu Dong, as a freshman in his first year, had been at the university for less than two months and had already defeated everyone in the martial arts hall, also taking down the taekwondo and sanda clubs, making him the new king of the school.

  In college, students' academic burdens are relatively free and relaxed, so there will be many academic societies. Liu Dong, a freshman at Fuhai University, is in the combat class of an academic society, which is absolutely well-known to everyone.

  Liu Dong and Ning Yuan had just exchanged blows, only one move, although the crowd felt that Ning Yuan should be very powerful, but after all, it was not enough to satisfy their appetite, at this time someone even shouted "good", with some provocative meaning.

  Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow, glanced at Liu Dong, and was somewhat puzzled. Such a dull guy, how did he get into college? Not to mention his physical development, but shouldn't his brain be quite simple too?

  Liu Dong saw that Ning Yuan didn't seem to want to fight, and suddenly felt a bit unhappy. He said loudly: "Doctor Ning, I've already apologized, what's the meaning of this? Are you looking down on me? Let me tell you, I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, and earlier that move was just a slip-up."

  "I wasn't prepared either." Ning Yuan flashed a row of pearly whites at Liu Dong and pointed towards the door: "There's someone waiting outside to go."

  Liu Dong thought that Ning Yuan had agreed, and happily responded with a "yes", walking to the door of the infirmary and standing straight outside, waiting.

  Ning Yuan sweated a bit, and then knew that this guy had misunderstood, but didn't bother to correct him. He simply sat back down behind his office desk and casually picked up a magazine. Outside, Liu Dong didn't even call out, standing as straight as a student who'd been punished by the teacher, like a javelin.

  It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and Gao Ming's group of people were not in a hurry to leave. They all squatted outside the infirmary waiting for something exciting to happen. Some even went to the supermarket next door to buy several bottles of mineral water and drinks, chatting while drinking.

  About half an hour later, Qi Ruizhixian finished brewing the medicine and handed it to Ouyang Shasha. She had not spoken much until then, but when she saw that the medicine was ready, she picked up the bowl and tasted it, then put it down again and waited for a few more minutes. When the temperature was just right, she drank it all in one gulp. Standing up, she turned to Ning Yuan and said: "Doctor Ning, thank you! I don't know how much this medicine costs?"

  "Give ten bucks." Ningyuan replied while flipping through the magazine in his hand, "The school's infirmary charges a fee, Tian Pangzi has also explained it to us, it's just to cover costs, the school doesn't expect to make money from students either."

  Ouyang Sha took out a 10 yuan note and handed it to Qi Ruizhe, who recorded something on the side before Ouyang Sha stood up to bid farewell.

  When he arrived outside the infirmary, Liu Dong was still standing there. Ouyang Shasha called out to him, but this kid didn't budge, still standing steadily in place, humming: "I'm waiting for Doctor Ning to come out and spar with me."

  Ning Yu sat inside and could also hear Liu Dong's humming, it was really laughable and tearful. Seeing the students gathering outside getting more and more, he helplessly stood up and walked to the door.

  Liu Dong saw Ning Yuan come out, a hint of excitement appeared on his face, he took two steps back, made a please gesture and said: "Doctor Ning, please advise."

  "Damn it, did I agree to spar with you?"

  Ningyuan, with a black line on his forehead, took another step down the stairs of the medical room and glared at Liu Dong: "Come on, let's get one thing straight, if it hurts, don't cry."

  The onlookers around burst into laughter all at once.

  If Liu Dong said this to Ning Yuan, it would be understandable, but coming from Ning Yuan's mouth, it's a bit ridiculous. In terms of height, Ning Yuan is not short at 1.75 meters, and although he's a bit thin, he doesn't look weak. But compared to Liu Dong's sturdy build, he still looks somewhat lacking.

  Liu Dong let out a cold hum and didn't respond. He took a slanted step, and with a momentum like a rainbow, he threw a punch at Ning Yuan.

  This Liu Dong is indeed a master, as soon as he made his move, Ning Yuan knew that this kid must have been practicing martial arts since he was young, with a very solid foundation, and should be walking the path of Fuhu Quan or Jingang Quan, a kind of fierce and powerful style.

  Liu Dong's physique was imposing, his fists were straight and came crashing down, both big and small, and could easily hit Ning Yuan's head. If this punch landed, an ordinary person would definitely be bedridden for ten days to half a month.

  It's clear that Liu Dong just lost out in front of Ning Yuan and thinks Ning Yuan is a master, using 80% of his strength from the start.

  Ning Yuan didn't dare to slack off, one foot stepped forward, his body tilted to the side, just avoiding Liu Dong's big fist, a palm knife chopped towards Liu Dong's wrist pulse.

  Liu Dong was tall and imposing, his movements not slow. Seeing Ning Yuan's move, he hastily countered, but Ning Yuan had fought with people many times before. In the Taoist temple, there were his second brother and Gu Fenglin to exchange moves with, and following the old Taoist master everywhere, he hadn't lacked for opportunities to cross swords with experts. Whether in actual combat or experience, even his eyesight was very sharp. Just as Liu Dong withdrew his move, Ning Yuan's other hand had already reached Liu Dong's elbow, bending his fingers to tap, precisely hitting the numb spot on Liu Dong's elbow.

  Liu Dong's face suddenly changed, one arm was like being electrocuted, and it was abruptly withdrawn, losing consciousness. The other hand hurriedly rubbed his arm.

  The two of them clashed, and it was over in an instant. Liu Dong's ferocious attack was unexpectedly broken through by Ning Yuan with ease, and judging from Liu Dong's appearance, he had clearly suffered a great loss.

  This place belongs to the freshman dormitory area, and most of the people nearby are freshmen. Many people exclaimed in surprise, whispering to each other, and couldn't believe that the newcomer Wang Liudong had actually lost.

  Ning Yuan looked at Liu Dong and asked with a smile: "Are you coming again?"

  Liu Dong looked at Ning Yuan with an awkward expression, shook his head and said: "I'm not coming, you're very powerful, except for Xia Sha, I haven't seen anyone as powerful as you."

  "Xiao Sha?" Ning Yuan subconsciously glanced at the crowd on the side, just in time to see Ouyang Shasha, a hint of surprise on his face. Although he had noticed that this girl was skilled in martial arts, he hadn't expected this beauty to be even more formidable than Liu Dong, the big lummox.