The First Saint of Dan Dao

"My Tang family has always been a man of our words. If we say we're going to compete, we're going to compete. But we have to agree in advance that fists and feet have no eyes. If someone gets hurt, no one can be blamed." Tang Yan pushed Xiao Cui away, rolled up his sleeves, and looked eager to try.

Liu Yuan almost laughed out loud. This idiot was really stubborn and said everything he was thinking.

"Young Master Tang is really straightforward, so let's get started! Everyone, please help me, Liu Yuan, bear witness that it was Young Master Tang who said that fists and feet have no eyes."

The conversation between the two had already attracted the attention of people around them.

However, neither the Liu family nor the Tang family is easy to mess with, so naturally no one dares to come out to prove it. But privately, they all hold the mentality of watching the show, waiting for Tang Yan to kowtow to Liu Yuan.

"Young Master Tang, can we start?" Liu Yuan asked.

"Of course, let's start. Let me remind you first, the folding fan in my hand is not an ordinary fan, but a magical weapon. The eighteen fan handles can be transformed into eighteen sharp arrows, piercing iron and breaking gold without any effort."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan's expression changed. No wonder this guy dared to challenge him. It turned out that he had a magic weapon to rely on. Magic weapons were not common and usually cost a lot of money. Although he didn't have any, Tang Yan was the only direct descendant of the Tang family. Old Master Tang would definitely find ways to help him find a way to save his life.

Liu Yuan was about to say that magic weapons were not allowed in the competition when Tang Yan shouted, "Look at the magic fan!"

After saying that, Tang Yan threw the folding fan in his hand into the sky. With a "whoosh" sound, the fan opened in mid-air.

Hearing Young Master Tang's words, the people around him all looked up at the sky at the same time. Even Liu Yuan's two guards were staring at the opened folding fan with interest.

Magical weapons are rare items in Yuncheng, and many children from aristocratic families rarely see them.

Liu Yuan's heart suddenly tightened, his eyes fixed on the folding fan in the air. He realized that he was careless and didn't take his weapon. He was extremely anxious and angry.

Tang Yan raised a smile, rushed forward, raised his foot and kicked towards Liu Yuan's lower abdomen.

The kick was fast, fierce and steady, hitting Liu Yuan right in the abdomen. Poor Liu Yuan was just gathering strength in his dantian, preparing to withstand the power of the "treasure fan", but suddenly a huge force came from his abdomen, and he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was stunned. What the hell was going on? Where was the magic weapon? Why was Liu Yuan knocked away?

As a ninth-grade alchemist in his previous life, Tang Yan had been subjected to countless persecutions, and his indomitable character had made him battle-hardened and experienced, and he would not give his enemies a chance to breathe. Just as he kicked Liu Yuan away, Tang Yan rushed forward again, riding on Liu Yuan, and smashed his two fists on Liu Yuan's head.

Liu Yuan was kicked and fell, and was already dazed. Fists rained down on his head, and in an instant, Liu Yuan's eyes turned into a pair of panda eyes.

He wanted to take a breath of true energy, but his lower abdomen was in extreme pain. The slightest movement felt like countless needles piercing it. Liu Yuan was immediately in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The constant pain in his head reminded him that he was being beaten. Thinking that he was beaten by a loser whose dantian was destroyed, Liu Yuan felt like crying but had no tears.

When I return home this time, not only will I not get any reward, but I will probably be severely scolded by my father, ancestors and other people. I'm afraid that my father, who has a bad temper, has even prepared the whip.

Under the multiple tortures of shame, anger, fear and pain, Liu Yuan's eyes finally turned black and he was knocked unconscious by Tang Yan.

When the fan fell to the ground without any reaction, and Tang Yan kicked Liu Yuan away, the people around him gradually realized that this grandson didn't have any magic weapon at all, it was just a sneak attack!

"Haha, Young Master Liu, you actually fell asleep!" Seeing Liu Yuan who had fainted, Tang Yan laughed and reached out to feel around Liu Yuan's body. He actually took out two thousand taels of silver notes and some change.

When the people around heard Tang Yan's words, their mouths twitched. "You knocked him out, didn't you?" But more people looked at the unconscious Liu Yuan with pity.

Liu Yuan was knocked down by Tang Yan, a playboy with no knowledge and skills, and was beaten without any chance to fight back. In this battle, Liu Yuan was completely ruined. The Liu family's reputation was probably also lost.

"Wow, Master, you won!" At this moment, only Xiao Cui thought that her Master had won fairly and brilliantly.

"That's right, your young master is very powerful, hahaha..." Picking up the folding fan on the ground, Young Master Tang fanned it elegantly twice and walked away with a figure eight step.

The two guards of the Liu family finally reacted, and hurriedly lifted up Liu Yuan and ran towards the Liu family...

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the battle that just happened would surely become a topic of conversation in Yuncheng after dinner.

Besides, Tang Yan walked on the street with Xiao Cui in a swagger, thinking in his mind whether to use the two thousand taels of silver he had just won to buy a low-quality alchemy furnace or use it for other purposes.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Tang Yan glanced and saw a street selling medicinal herbs not far ahead.

Tang Yan suddenly had an idea in his mind. He took out a thousand taels of silver note from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Cui, saying, "Take this money and go to the Herb Hall in front to buy three taels of thousand herbs, one tael of green sandalwood, half a tael of dried peony flowers, and two taels of rice tree core..."

After naming more than ten medicinal herbs, Tang Yan stopped. Fortunately, Xiao Cui had a good memory. After memorizing them, she took the silver note and walked towards the shop.

Seeing Xiao Cui enter the store, Tang Yan immediately went into another nearby herbal medicine store.

"Boss, give me two taels of crystal sand, three qian of pearl powder, nine qian of star grass, and half a tael of butterfly flower..." Young Master Tang shouted loudly as he entered the shop.

Hearing Tang Yan's cry, the shopkeeper immediately smiled. Although Tang Yan didn't want much, it was more or less twenty kinds of medicinal herbs, which was not a small amount of money. After weighing them, the shopkeeper used an abacus to calculate and found that Tang Yan only had more than 300 taels of silver left.

After asking the shopkeeper to pack the herbs, Tang Yan returned to his previous place. After a while, Xiao Cui came out of the pharmacy.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time, young master." Seeing Tang Yan, Xiao Cui said with guilt in her eyes.

"It's okay, let's go." Tang Yan smiled. He knew his maid very well. This girl was very serious about her work. She took so long, probably because she was carefully checking the weighing of the medicinal materials in the store to see if there was any mistake.

"Master, where are we going?" Xiao Cui couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that the young master didn't blame her.

"Miao Dan Fang!"

"Miao Dan Fang? Young Master, why...why are you going there?" Xiao Cui suddenly became anxious. Could it be that the Young Master wanted to cause trouble at Miao Dan Fang?

"Go to Miaodanfang to buy medicinal materials. Of course, they are used to make medicine." Tang Yan said with a faint smile.

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Xiao Cui breathed a sigh of relief. Following behind the young master, she quietly looked up at his back. He was still walking in a casual manner, but after serving Tang Yan for so many years, she always felt that the young master was a little different from before.

For example, when buying medicine today, if she had delayed a little in the past, the young master would have scolded her more or less. How could he be so easy to talk to her today?