The First Time I Led an Army into Battle Alone, I Ran Into a Tough Opponent Like Bai Yuchan (Continued)

The White Tiger was a fierce god, a god of the Grand Duke, symbolizing punishment, slaughter, martial prowess, and disasters of bloodshed."

Lin Chen abruptly changed tack, a hint of amusement in his eyes:

"Don't these symbols fit Wu Song, the Heavenly Injury Star Lord, perfectly?"

Zhang Fei slapped his thigh, the quickest to react:

"That's right! Punishment, slaughter, bloodshed, the Grand Duke... it's all describing that Wu Erlang!"

Zhang Shun, one of the Liangshan Brotherhood, immediately chimed in:

"Let alone the fact that on Jingyang Ridge, the tiger Wu Song defeated was a white-browed, hanging-eyed tiger.

He has an immensely powerful karmic connection with the White Tiger."

With those words, every symbol of the metal of the western Dui aligned with Wu Song.

That explained why Wu Song could catch the thunderbolt barehanded without suffering the slightest injury.

It was because he could perfectly embody the White Tiger's fierce baleful intent, the metal of the western Dui.

He had become the natural nemesis of Heavenly Lord Xin's "thunder of Zhen wood"!

After hearing Lin Chen's flawlessly reasoned Daoist analysis, Sun Simiao stroked his beard and let out a long sigh:

"The Five Elements restrain one another; the Heavenly Dao turns in cycles. This old man has practiced medicine all his life and knows that the Five Elements correspond to the five organs.

Yet I had never imagined that this knowledge of the five organs could be applied to battlefield spell combat.

My lord's insight truly leaves this old man in admiration. You have taught me a lesson!

When I return, I shall add this principle of western metal restraining wood thunder to the medical canon.

Should I encounter patients injured by lightning in the future, I should use golden needles to pierce the liver and drain its wood energy."