The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 137 - 137 133 Consecutive Defeats

137: Chapter 133: Consecutive Defeats 137: Chapter 133: Consecutive Defeats “Go fuck yourself!

I’m coming in!”

The arrogance of He Zhihai immediately provoked the students of the National Martial Arts Academy, who burst into angry curses.

A muscular young man rose from among the students and leaped onto the Martial Arts Platform.

The muscular youth, once on the platform, wasted no words; his brawny figure transformed into a blur as he charged directly at He Zhihai, landing a Direct Punch right at him.

“A piece of trash dares to embarrass himself here!

Get lost!”

He Zhihai watched the muscular youth rush toward him, his face showing immense disdain and mockery, and sneered.

He was faster than the muscular youth, delivering a front kick brutally onto the young man’s face.

Ah~

With a scream, the muscular youth was directly knocked off the platform.

“He Jie!”

The students of the National Martial Arts Academy were all shocked.

Then, a tall figure dashed out, grabbed He Jie, and prevented him from crashing to the ground.

Pulled by the enormous inertia, Lin Yiyi, holding onto He Jie, stepped back a few paces before setting him down, facing a bloodied nose, her beautiful eyes chilled.

“He Zhihai, you’re too harsh!”

Lin Yiyi glared coldly up at the platform and snapped.

“Even if I had shown mercy, he’d still be trash!

Are you thinking of having a go?”

He Zhijie scanned Lin Yiyi and scoffed.

Lin Yiyi, with a cold face, moved toward the Martial Arts Platform.

But she was stopped by Bao Shuya, “Let me deal with him!”

“Hmph, a big man, why didn’t you go up first?

You think of standing up only when someone gets hurt!”

With a cold snort, Lin Yiyi ignored Bao Shuya and stepped onto the platform.

Her face icily beautiful, Lin Yiyi didn’t say a word and directly threw a roundhouse kick at He Zhihai’s head.

“Nice legs!”

He Zhihai exclaimed, then reached out and grabbed Lin Yiyi’s leg.

Lin Yiyi’s expression changed.

Using his hand as a pivot, she flipped and kicked fiercely at He Zhihai’s face once more.

“Good one!”

He Zhihai’s eyes brightened, and he wrapped his other hand around Lin Yiyi’s waist, his hand reaching for her chest.

Seeing this, Lin Yiyi changed the direction of her kick, aiming directly between He Zhihai’s legs.

Boom~~

However, the kick didn’t land where intended, hitting his stomach instead, but it was enough to make He Zhihai cry out in pain.

“Son of a bitch!”

In anger, He Zhihai yanked at Lin Yiyi’s clothes, tearing open a slit by her chest, revealing a glimpse of white.

Lin Yiyi’s expression drastically changed; she quickly covered her chest and backed down from the platform.

“Despicable!”

Seeing Lin Yiyi being mistreated, the crowd erupted in angry shouts again.

“He Zhihai, you’re courting death!”

Bao Shuya, who had secretly harbored feelings for Lin Yiyi, immediately became enraged and sprung up with a punch.

“You’re no match for me, and even if that Wan Feiyu were to join you, the two of you together couldn’t handle a single blow!”

He Zhihai looked disdainfully at Bao Shuya and shook his head.

Boom~

In just a single move, Bao Shuya was kicked over by He Zhihai onto the platform.

“He Zhihai, come out and stop hiding like a cowardly bastard!”

He Zhihai stepped onto Bao Shuya’s head and roared out.

Seeing this, the students from the National Martial Arts Academy below were furious yet felt utterly helpless.

“Hmph, He Zhihai, I have just arrived!”

As he spoke, a tall young man came in from outside.

He gave a bow to the head of the dojo, Cheng Huan, and leaped onto the platform.

He was Wan Yufei, the top student of the National Martial Arts Academy!

“Get your lackey away!”

Seeing Bao Shuya being stepped on the Martial Arts Platform, Wan Yufei’s face was extremely somber.

“If you have the guts, come and make me move it yourself!”

He Zhihai sneered, taunting him.

“Die!”

Wan Yufei delivered a direct punch, swiftly and accurately aiming for He Zhihai’s chest.

Yet, He Zhihai did not move an inch, instead responding with a light chuckle and advancing towards him.

Soon, the two were fiercely locked in battle.

Both being the top students of their respective academies, they possessed immense strength, and for a while, neither could gain the upper hand.

“Is this Wan Yufei the best you’ve got?”

Lin Tian glanced at Bai Xiaoshuai and Lin Yiyi beside him and shook his head, “He’s going to lose!”

“Shut up, you brat!”

“Hmph, how could our Brother Wan possibly lose!

They are only evenly matched right now!”

Hearing Lin Tian’s words, several students started to look displeased.

“Lin Tian, how could Brother Wan lose?”

Lin Yiyi, now in a different outfit, approached and asked.

Rather than contest Lin Tian’s statement, she, who had witnessed Lin Tian’s skills, knew that the young man before her was far superior to He Zhihai.

Ignoring those who were cursing him, Lin Tian turned to Lin Yiyi and explained: “His heartbeat is unstable and has become chaotic; he will not be able to hold on much longer!

In terms of cultivation and combat techniques, he is a notch below his opponent!”

Sure enough.

The moment Lin Tian’s words fell, there was a thud.

Wan Yufei was violently kicked off the Martial Arts Platform by He Zhihai.

Suddenly, the students of the National Martial Arts Academy fell silent.

Even Wan Yufei had lost; none of them was a match for He Zhihai now.

Especially those who had just berated Lin Tian, they were all dumbfounded.

Lin Yiyi’s eyes sparkled as she couldn’t help but give Lin Tian a few extra glances.

“Ha ha, what a bunch of trash!

If the young are so useless, the old must be cowards!

I think you can all just roll out of Wulin Street now…”

He Zhihai began to laugh arrogantly on the platform.

Below, Cheng Huan and others had extremely grim expressions.

“Let this old man do it!”

At this moment, Lei Tianxing sighed and stepped forward, climbing onto the platform.

“So, it’s Master Lei!

I’m no match for you, senior.

Let our head take you on!”

Seeing Lei Tianxing step up, He Zhihai sneered, bowed with his fists, and stepped down from the platform.

Meanwhile, Zhao Riji, the head of the Emperor Karate Dojo, had also stepped onto the platform but did not make a move.

With his hands clasped together, he sneered, “Master Lei, huh?

I’ve heard your Tongbei Fist is impressive.

But…heh, I think it’s better you just roll down, or you might lose face big time!

You won’t last a move against me!”

Contempt, sheer contempt!

Lei Tianxing’s face instantly flushed with anger and shame.

He roared and, using a Tongbei Fist gorilla arm swing, he hooked his fist inward and leaped up like a gorilla, slamming towards Zhao Riji’s neck.

“Get down!”

Yet, with a loud shout, Zhao Riji delivered a lightning-fast kick, knocking Lei Tianxing off the platform before his attack could land.

Just one move and Lei Tianxing was defeated!

The silence fell among the people of the National Martial Arts.

“He has mastered Japan’s powerful techniques; it’s only logical that Master Lei was no match!”

Watching Lei Tianxing being helped up in disarray, Yang Ji couldn’t help but advise Cheng Huan, “Be careful when you go up.

If you are outmatched, leave it to Master Liang!”

Cheng Huan’s expression was solemn.

He nodded and then darted onto the platform.