The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 142 - 142 138 Who Touched My Man

142: Chapter 138: Who Touched My Man 142: Chapter 138: Who Touched My Man “I’ve seen the master!”

Yang Ji and several others knelt down in unison, shouting loudly at Lin Tian.

This scene left Bao Shuya and a group of martial arts hall students dumbstruck.

Master?

Lin Tian was so powerful that they could hardly believe it, looking up to him with reverence.

Yet his true strength was much greater than Yang Ji’s.

However, seeing several prominent figures in the national martial arts world bowing to a young high school student and calling him master, they still felt an immense sense of absurdity.

But with Yang Ji and Cheng Huan both bowing down, the many students dared not act haughtily and could only slightly bow with a fist in hand.

Among them,

Bao Shuya bowed with a begrudging face, his expression tinged with strong resentment.

How could this be?

This man was clearly just a poor loser, nothing like a martial artist.

How could he be a master?

Bao Shuya roared inwardly, unable to understand, even refusing to believe everything before his eyes.

“Was Lin Tian always this amazing?”

Xu Tangge, who had never actually seen Lin Tian make a move, looked shocked as she gazed at the figure of the young man above and appeared contemplative.

She also thought of the top bodyguards in her company and family that she had highly admired, but now, compared to Lin Tian, those people seemed as weak as infants!

She wondered where her grandfather had found him, a high school student.

She couldn’t believe that her grandfather could see how formidable he was!

Xu Tangge’s mind was full of doubts.

“Right, this big pervert has hidden his abilities too well!”

Tang Qianqian nodded in agreement and commented, “Back when we went to celebrate my cousin’s birthday, he was already impressive, but he wasn’t this terrifying!”

Though her address for Lin Tian hadn’t changed, Tang Qianqian’s beautiful eyes shimmered with admiration as she looked at the young man on the martial arts platform.

Beside her, Lin Yiyi also nodded earnestly in agreement.

The last time Lin Tian had beaten up Yang Herong and the others in the private room wasn’t nearly as fearsome as now.

At this moment, the most excited person was Bai Xiaoshuai.

Lin Tian had come to lend him support, and now that Lin Tian had flipped the tables on the Emperor Karate experts, Bai Xiaoshuai felt an immense sense of pride as he loudly said, “I told you, Mr.

Lin’s skills are indeed formidable!”

However, to the side, Qian Xiaohui remained calm and shook her head discreetly at the others; only she understood Lin Tian’s real power.

The techniques just displayed were child’s play compared to those from the underground antique exchange!

On the martial arts platform, Lin Tian looked at the actions of Yang Ji and the others and simply smiled, walked down, and said to the crowd, “My name is Lin Tian, and all this master talk, with so many students here, let’s skip it, shall we?

After all, officially, I’m younger than most of you!”

“This…”

Yang Ji and the others showed looks of difficulty and embarrassment, somewhat at a loss.

“What?

You bunch of old men calling me ‘master,’ doesn’t that make things awkward?”

Lin Tian looked at them and laughed as he shook his head.

He already didn’t have any hard feelings towards these old men, and seeing that Yang Ji hadn’t gotten angry on the spot earlier showed that he had a generous spirit.

And those across from him were slick operators.

Hearing Lin Tian’s words, they quickly reacted and uniformly said, “Lin Tian, young friend, then we are being presumptuous!”

Standing behind the old men, the martial arts hall students listening to the conversation went from initial annoyance at Lin Tian to fear and now to gratitude, for Lin Tian’s words clearly took their feelings into consideration.

“Lin Tian, you’re so amazing!

Say, didn’t you come from the countryside?

Do you have a very powerful master?

Like an old monster who has secluded himself in the mountains for many years, extremely powerful, the kind of peerless expert who remains hidden from the world, right?”

Tang Qianqian then came running over, grabbing Lin Tian’s hand, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity as she bombarded him with questions.

“Sort of!”

In the end, Lin Tian didn’t know how else to explain and could only nod, considering his real master was probably roaming in some Tianyu Space by now.

“And the words of the two made Yang Ji and the others suddenly realize, anyone capable of teaching such disciples must be a terrifyingly skilled master; it made sense that Lin Tian was so formidable.

This time’s competition with the Emperor Martial Arts Hall could be described as a perfect victory, and everyone was very excited.

Cheng Huan, taking on the role of host, tried his best to invite Lin Tian to stay for a meal, finally several elders pleaded several times over.

Unable to refuse any longer, Lin Tian simply agreed.

Afterward, Lin Tian followed Cheng Huan and others, including Bai Xiaoshuai, Bao Shuya, Lin Yiyi, and Qian Xiaohui, to a rather upscale private room on Wulin Street.

As for the other students, they separately booked another larger private room, where everyone merrily ate and drank.

Xu Tangge and Tang Qianqian seemed to dislike such occasions and left early.

While in the private room, Yang Ji eventually had Bao Shuya apologize to Lin Tian, and Bao Shuya could only endure the frustration and reluctance, bowing her head.

“When you entered the Martial Arts Hall, I remember you said, ‘The women you want, you never fail to get!'”

Inside the private room, Lin Tian’s gaze fell upon Bao Shuya as he spoke indifferently.

Bao Shuya’s body jolted, and she hurriedly said, “Master Lin, I was wrong!

Please give me another chance!”

“On account of your master, I will let you off this time!”

Lin Tian nodded.

This was just a minor incident in the private room.

After that, more time was spent in conversation with Yang Ji and the others.

Soon enough, their talk turned to martial arts.

“Please enlighten us with your guidance!”

When it came to the topic of martial training, Yang Ji and others did not dare to be presumptuous, promptly standing up and speaking with utmost respect.

At the same time, their gazes towards Lin Tian were filled with intense anticipation.

Receiving advice from a Martial Arts Master would doubtlessly bring great benefits!

Looking at their eager faces, Lin Tian smiled and nodded, beginning to share some of the simplest elements of his understanding at a leisurely pace.

Lin Tian had never trained in National Martial Arts or Martial Arts.

However, in the path of cultivation, all laws converge into one, and many experiences are transferable.

Thus, what Lin Tian shared was largely based on his rudimentary insights and experiences in combat, Cultivation Battle Techniques, and improving cultivation levels, which he imparted to Yang Ji and the others.

Lin Tian did not mention anything about Cultivating Immortality, only purely sharing experiences, but in his previous life, he was an Immortal Venerable.

Even a slight bit of experience could drive countless people mad with eagerness.

Now, his sharing of some insights with Yang Ji and the others had already brought them immense benefits.

Especially when Lin Tian mentioned some seemingly absurd theories that led to sudden enlightenment, the group couldn’t help but be astonished as if seeing a Heavenly Person.

And so the conversation lasted an entire afternoon.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Emperor Karate Dojo.

A burly young man with a square face looked at the man lying on the ground, Man without underpants, his face filled with rage and tears rolling down.

At the moment, the lying figure of Man without underpants was in a sorry state, with blood slowly seeping from his body.

“How could this be?”

Man without underpants was very lucid now, the sharp pain had subsided, but he was horrified to discover that his bones were gradually cracking, and even the third leg between his two legs had become useless.

He was unable to move his entire body, sensations lost as if he were a vegetable.

Yet, he was not dead, nor in pain, which only intensified his terror.

“It was him; it must have been him…”

Man without underpants thought of Lin Tian, the dread on his face intensifying, not wanting to endure the torment of those bizarre things ever again.

“Find out for me!

Whoever has hurt my man, this emperor will have him dead, dead, DEAD!”

The young man’s face contorted with ferocity as he shouted at several men in kimonos inside the dojo, then he embraced Man without underpants, his expression filled with distress and affection.