Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 268: Who Says He’s Just a Mere Pawn of the Jiangbei Martial Association?

Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Who Says He’s Just a Mere Pawn of the Jiangbei Martial Association?

Overwhelmed with fury, Wan Yuanhai struck from afar, throwing a punch through the air, unleashing a terrifying force of Inner Strength that instantly barreled towards Su Luo’s position.

Fortunately, Su Luo was already prepared. With a surge of power in his legs, his figure flickered, instantaneously evading the strike from Wan Yuanhai.

But Wan Yuanhai’s spiritual power had already locked onto Su Luo.

In the instant that Su Luo dodged, Wan Yuanhai’s figure burst forth, and wild waves of Inner Strength surged from within him, sweeping out ferociously.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, Wan Yuanhai punched out again.

This time, the punch was not from afar, but was a close-quarter blow delivered right around Su Luo’s body.

Clearly, with the lessons learned from before, Wan Yuanhai had become more experienced in dealing with Su Luo, not giving him the chance to pull away and retreat.

Moreover, his speed was as swift as thunder, and the speed of his punches created afterimages, reaching the extreme of quickness.

He displayed the full extent of his Great Grandmaster’s strength.

Su Luo’s expression changed slightly.

He quickly crossed his sword to block, causing Wan Yuanhai’s punch to miss his body and strike the Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword Embryo instead.

Yet the powerful force still impacted the blade, causing Su Luo’s hands, gripping the sword, to split open, blood gushing out.

The shock of the mighty blow sent him flying backward, his internal organs jolted violently, forcing Su Luo to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

The power of a Great Grandmaster was simply too much for him to contend with head-on at the moment.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Su Luo’s figure burst back instantly.

At the same time, the Blood Fiend Needle once again silently aimed for Wan Yuanhai.

However, Wan Yuanhai was ultimately not comparable to Wu Qingdi.

The moment the Blood Fiend Needle was released, Wan Yuanhai noticed it. With a casual wave of his hand, a powerful wave of Inner Strength struck out like a tide, forcefully knocking away the Blood Fiend Needle that was charging towards him.

The next moment.

Wan Yuanhai once again lunged at Su Luo to attack.

Su Luo instantly entered stealth.

But at such close range and still in combat, even if Su Luo immediately entered a state of invisibility, it was impossible for his aura and power fluctuations to fall completely silent.

Wan Yuanhai might not have been able to see Su Luo, but his spiritual power could still vaguely sense Su Luo’s presence.

Therefore.

Even though Su Luo was invisible, attempting a surprise attack on Wan Yuanhai, Wan Yuanhai also executed a set of steps that made his movements slightly tricky. He not only dodged Su Luo’s attack but also instantly circled behind him. With an open palm, he aimed a slap at the back of Su Luo’s head.

If that palm were to hit, Su Luo would either be knocked unconscious or severely injured from the blow, leaving him at the mercy of Wan Yuanhai.

This greatly alarmed Su Luo.

Without any hesitation, relying on his own evasion techniques, he just barely dodged the palm. As for attacking Wan Yuanhai again, that was no longer an option.

The gap in strength was too great, not something that his current cultivation of Chaotic Power could bridge.

However, as Wan Yuanhai’s slap missed, his hand movement swiftly transformed into a claw, aiming for Su Luo’s shoulder.

Even though Su Luo once again narrowly avoided the attack, a burning pain still emanated from his shoulder.

Without having to look, Su Luo knew his shoulder had been scratched by Wan Yuanhai’s claw. At that moment, several deep cuts, reaching the bone and oozing with blood, stained his shoulder red.

"Su Luo, even if you possess exceptional talent, you are not my match at present. I will give you one last chance. Submit to me, join the Dragon Soul Chamber of Commerce, or else, this date next year will mark your death anniversary!"

Wan Yuanhai let out a cold huff.

Even though he itched with hatred for Su Luo because of his flawed command, Wu Qingdi had died. If he couldn’t make Su Luo submit, then his trip to Jiangbei would be deemed a failure.

But if Su Luo were to submit, join the Dragon Soul Chamber of Commerce, and reveal the secrets he carried, then even with Wu Qingdi’s death, Wan Yuanhai would have still achieved something noteworthy.

Therefore, Wan Yuanhai temporarily halted his attack, giving Su Luo another chance to choose.

"Annoying!"

However, Su Luo’s response was still just two words.

Wan Yuanhai’s face instantly turned icy as he snorted coldly, "Since that’s the case, I will make you understand what it means to be unable to live or die!"

His body erupted with a surge of powerful Inner Strength fluctuations once again, shattering the ground nearby, and with a lift of his hand, he aimed another palm strike at Su Luo.

Su Luo gritted his teeth.

He decided to try once more to see if he could find an opportunity to escape from Wan Yuanhai’s clutches.

If not, then he would have to consume the chance of the mysterious woman intervening again!

"Stop!"

Just at this critical juncture, suddenly, a sound wave enveloped in Inner Strength blasted forth, echoing within the Su Family Ancestral House.

Su Luo was slightly startled in his heart.

Who?

Wan Yuanhai’s spiritual power still locked onto Su Luo, but he also turned towards the source of the sound.

"President?"

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Su Luo quickly identified a beautiful woman sweeping across the void towards them. It was none other than the president of the Jiangbei Martial Association, Cui Fengyi!

"Cui Fengyi?"

Wan Yuanhai also recognized Cui Fengyi immediately, and his expression instantly darkened.

However, he did not stop his attack.

That palm strike was still directed at capturing Su Luo.

"Swish!"

Just at that moment, a tiny, exquisitely crafted throwing knife, barely an inch long, wrapped in Inner Strength, shot out and aimed directly at Wan Yuanhai’s hand that was reaching for Su Luo.

This forced Wan Yuanhai to abandon his pursuit of Su Luo and instead catch the flying knife with a reverse grip.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Luo instantly retreated, putting distance between himself and Wan Yuanhai.

By the time Wan Yuanhai resumed his pursuit, Cui Fengyi had leaped through the air several times and finally arrived in time, appearing beside Su Luo.

She did not strike again, but simply stood in front of Su Luo.

Wan Yuanhai’s palm strike, descending upon them, halted in an instant in front of Cui Fengyi.

"Cui Fengyi, if you are seeking death, I don’t mind obliging you!" Wan Yuanhai spoke coldly, but despite his words, he did not let his palm fall for real.

Cui Fengyi knew she was no match for Wan Yuanhai, so instead of striking, she relied on her status as the president of the Jiangbei Martial Association to deter Wan Yuanhai.

Unless Wan Yuanhai had been kicked in the head by a donkey, he would not brazenly kill her—the president of the Jiangbei Martial Association—here in Jiangbei.

Clearly, her judgment was correct.

"Wan Yuanhai, do you dare to brazenly attack a member of our Martial Association? Are you seeking to be an enemy of the Martial Association and openly rebel?" Cui Fengyi also snorted coldly, her eyes filled with a frosty intent.

The Martial Association is an official organization.

The Dragon Soul Chamber of Commerce, on the other hand, is merely a private entity.

Wan Yuanhai sneered, "President Cui, putting such a big accusation on my head is more than I can bear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Yuanhai added, "However, even if I kill a mere Su Luo, what of it? He is but a small pawn in the Jiangbei Martial Association. Tell me, if I kill him, will the entire Martial Association go to war with our Dragon Soul Chamber of Commerce? Can you make such a big decision? Does he carry that much weight?"

Clearly, Wan Yuanhai was wary of the Martial Association but did not regard it too highly.

"Who told you that Su Luo is just a small pawn of our Jiangbei Martial Association? Open your damn eyes and look, what is this?"

Cui Fengyi snorted coldly, and she directly took out a waist token. It was clearly engraved with Su Luo’s name on the front, and on the back, were the flamboyantly written, powerful characters of "Huaxia Martial Association."