The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 133 - 133 129 Bao Shuya

133: Chapter 129 Bao Shuya 133: Chapter 129 Bao Shuya Dong Jingjing left, and Lin Tian continued along the pedestrian path of Wulin Street.

Wulin Street was long and winding, with the entrances of various martial arts halls and their massive signboards on both sides.

The characters on them were written in a dragon-and-phoenix calligraphy style, very imposing.

There were all sorts of names like Xincheng Taekwondo Club, Tianyi Karate Martial Arts Hall, Sakura Karate Base, and so on, a plethora of strange and interesting names, all new and fascinating to Lin Tian.

The most common sight on the walls beside Wulin Street was a variety of fancy advertisements, mainly for martial arts halls recruiting new students.

It was morning, and there were few cars on the street, but lots of people.

The people out for a morning run were almost all in Taekwondo or karate uniforms.

It was evident that Taekwondo and karate were extremely popular around University City, especially among young people.

Lin Tian didn’t recognize Taekwondo or karate, but he noticed something: In Earth Huaxia, whether it was Mystical Practitioners, martial artists, or average practitioners of National Martial Arts, they all typically wore traditional Tang-style clothing, carrying the air of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Looking at the people running in Wulin Street, not a single one practiced National Martial Arts.

Wulin Street was huge, and Lin Tian couldn’t be bothered to look for Bai Xiaoshuai’s martial arts hall, planning to call Xu Tangge to have someone pick him up.

Just then.

A girl happened to be walking towards him, dressed in a white shirt, jeans, and white flats, exuding a youthful vibe.

“Lin Tian!”

Once the girl clearly made out Lin Tian’s features, her face instantly lit up with joy, and she hurriedly approached.

Qian Xiaohui!

Recognizing the girl who approached, Lin Tian put away his mobile phone, thankful to have Qian Xiaohui guide him and save him the trouble.

“I heard from Sister Yiyi; she asked you to come to the martial arts hall to support them.

With you here, this time we’ll surely be able to beat those strong foreigners from Japan until they’re picking their teeth off the ground!”

Qian Xiaohui no longer held the same restraint she had at the underground antique exchange, swinging her pink fist, eyes shining, excitedly saying.

“I’ve been worried about finding the place, so lead the way!”

Lin Tian smiled and nodded, saying, “But you’re quite early, aren’t you?”

As Qian Xiaohui led the way, she said, “No, I was working a weekend job at a nearby coffee bar, just finished my night shift, and hurried over!”

Glancing at the girl’s dark circles, Lin Tian silently nodded.

Qian Xiaohui, who owned her own car and even dabbled in antiques as a disciple of Gu Liuushui, obviously came from a fairly well-off family, yet still took a weekend job.

It showed a good sense of diligence.

Bin City Huaxia Martial Arts Hall!

Ten minutes later, Lin Tian and Qian Xiaohui stood at the entrance of the only National Martial Arts Hall on Wulin Street.

Outside the gate, several figures were already waiting there.

Bai Xiaoshuai, leading the group, spotted Lin Tian, his face brightened with excitement, and he hurried over, “Mr.

Lin!”

With Lin Tian there, he was confident that today’s competition at the martial arts hall would be under greater control.

He had seen Lin Tian’s skill—it was definitely not inferior to that of National Martial Arts experts.

Lin Tian nodded towards Bai Xiaoshuai and then looked at the others.

Aside from Bai Xiaoshuai, Lin Yiyi was also there.

She gave Lin Tian a charming smile and stepped forward, “Lin Tian, thank you for coming this time!”

“Don’t mention it!”

Lin Tian smiled and shook his head.

Then, Lin Tian’s gaze moved to another person, an old man in a dark cyan Tang-style suit, standing next to Lin Yiyi and Bai Xiaoshuai.

The elder seemed to be in his fifties or sixties, with prominent temples and hands full of calluses—a clear sign of a remarkably powerful expert.

And Tang Qianqian, with Xu Tangge, had already arrived, standing by Lin Yiyi’s side, each holding an array of snacks.

“Hehe, Lin Tian, going to such a place so early, did it excite you?” Tang Qianqian moved closer and said with a schadenfreude expression.

“Next time I’m going to your room!”

Lin Tian glared at the other person, saying menacingly in a low voice.

Hmph!

With a cold huff, Tang Qianqian stuffed the snacks in her hand into Lin Tian’s hands, along with Xu Tangge’s share, turning Lin Tian into a reluctant snack carrier.

Feeling helpless, Lin Tian didn’t want to make a fuss with these two ladies at this moment and could only grimace before obediently holding onto the snacks.

Watching this scene unfold, Bai Xiaoshuai felt somewhat baffled, secretly speculating about the relationship between Tang Qianqian, Xu Tangge, and Lin Tian.

At this moment, the most shocked was Qian Xiaohui.

She had never seen Tang Qianqian and Xu Tangge before and was full of surprise and doubt as they bossed Lin Tian around like an underling.

This teenager before her eyes was someone who wielded Divine Thunder, killing enemies in a single step, an almost immortal-like figure.

And now he was acting like a nanny, which left Qian Xiaohui quite speechless.

“If you knew of his abilities, would you still dare to act so casually?”

Qian Xiaohui shook her head in silent thought.

“Mr.

Bai, the guest you mentioned earlier that you invited to help bolster our chances, it’s not him, is it?”

At this point, the silent elder spoke up, pointing at Lin Tian and addressing Bai Xiaoshuai.

Bai Xiaoshuai’s face stiffed slightly, then he explained, “Elder Lei, Brother Lin’s skills are indeed very good; he should be able to give it a try on the stage!”

His skills are very good?

Lei Tianxing’s turbid gaze sparkled faintly as it fell upon Lin Tian.

After observing Lin Tian’s smooth temples and those tender hands soft as a woman’s, he shook his head and said, “Mr.

Bai, by inviting him, you are making a child’s game of this.

Had I known, I would have brought another boxing friend of mine to help, which might have increased our odds!”

“Uh, Elder Lei, since we’re all here, let’s give it a try!”

Bai Xiaoshuai had witnessed Lin Tian’s skill himself, but as for the exact level, he didn’t know.

However, he was certain about one thing: the existence that even Huang Jun was helpless against was definitely not simple!

Lei Tianxing could only sigh silently and shook his head.

Any strong practitioner of Huaxia Martial Arts had cultivated for decades before achieving success.

The young man before him was only seventeen or eighteen, with supremely tender hands, clearly not someone who had undergone rigorous training.

Thinking this, Lei Tianxing looked seriously at Lin Tian and said, “If it’s not necessary later, don’t go up, or you might lose your life!”

Lin Tian just smiled and didn’t take it seriously.

Through an introduction by Lin Yiyi standing beside him, Lin Tian also learned that the elderly man before him was called Lei Tianxing, a disciple of Huaxia Tongbei Fist, whose cultivation had reached the Peak of External Strength.

And from Lin Yiyi and others, Lin Tian also learned that what they called National Martial Arts was actually about cultivating a kind of force within the body, categorized from low to high as External Strength, Inner Strength, and Hidden Force.

Inner Strength was comparable in strength to a Martial Artist of Late Yellow Rank, while the Peak of Hidden Force even matched the Combat Power of Late Profound Level.

Speaking of which, in the realm of cultivation, all methods eventually converge.

Breaking through Hidden Force would allow the cultivation of Inner Strength, which could be externalized, directly elevating someone to an Earth Level Martial Arts expert.

However, National Martial Arts, compared with Ancient Martial who directly possessed Martial Arts Techniques, were more difficult to cultivate and took longer—plainly put, it was the absence of a formal, authentic Cultivation Technique, meaning the lack of technical control, so one could only grope from the bottom.

With this, Lin Tian understood a bit more about the state of cultivation on Earth.

As they all proceeded, they soon entered the lobby of the Martial Arts Hall building.

At that moment, a slim, frail-looking, clean young man stood up in the lobby and approached them.

The youth was dressed in a black traditional garment, wearing thousands-layered shoes, with a pair of black-framed glasses on his face, a necklace around his neck, an earring in his right ear, and two slightly protruding teeth visible at the corner of his mouth, giving off a comical air while seemingly striving to present an air of elegance.

He came up to Bai Xiaoshuai and said in a sharp, delicate voice, “Mr.

Bai, are these the masters you brought to lend us a hand?”

“Bao Shuya, don’t tell me you’ve brought even more powerful assistance?”

Upon seeing the youth, Bai Xiaoshuai’s face darkened slightly as he replied with a cold laugh.

Bao Shuya?

A peculiar person with an even more peculiar name!

Lin Tian observed the distinctive youth before him, thinking to himself in secret.