The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 635 - 635 631 What's a Grandmaster

635: Chapter 631: What’s a Grandmaster?

635: Chapter 631: What’s a Grandmaster?

In the gym.

The people present didn’t hear the voice on the other end of Lin Tian’s phone call, but from Lin Tian’s words, many sensed something was off.

However,

Da Hui didn’t notice; he was overwhelmed by intense pain and fury.

He turned around, roaring, wanting the few bodyguard-looking youths who had come with him to dial out.

But before he could finish his words, his own phone rang first.

“Damn…

who’s calling…”

Bearing the excruciating pain of his broken legs, Da Hui cursed angrily, took out his phone, and saw it was his old man, Da Ming, who had called.

He immediately turned on the speakerphone.

“Dad…

Hurry over here, some little bastard broke my legs!

I want him dead, I want him dead…”

As Da Hui connected the call, he bellowed loudly, his eyes bloodshot, and his voice gradually becoming somewhat hysterical.

“You just wait there for me!”

But Da Hui was met with Da Ming’s roar of anger, followed by a busy signal.

It was Da Ming who had roared and then hung up the phone.

Da Hui was initially stunned, then revealed a look of ecstasy, and raised his head to look fiercely at Lin Tian, “You little bastard, once my dad arrives with support, you’re as good as dead!

To have defeated Uncle Jiang, it seems you are not an ordinary person, you must be at least an Earth-level Martial Artist.

But, not being a Grandmaster and daring to oppose my Da Family means you’re courting death!

No way you can block bullets!”

His words caused all the onlookers to heave a sigh of relief.

Coupled with Da Ming’s roar just now, they couldn’t help but turn their heads, their gazes falling sharply on Lin Tian.

This guy is dead for sure!

Da Ming’s rage, not many in Liiu Yuan City can withstand!

Now with Da Hui having both his legs broken, it’s like slapping the Da Family across the face!

Any family would be unable to tolerate such humiliation!

“Haha…

little worm, you’re done for!

No matter how strong you are, you won’t be walking out of here today!”

Du Gao, missing half his teeth, yelled at Lin Tian with an indistinct shriek.

“Brother Gao is right, when Mr.

Da arrives, this little bastard is bound to die a messy death!”

Nong Liao Ting also shouted along, her gaze towards Lin Tian filled with resentment.

At this time.

Except for Song Manshan and Yan Yanxin, everyone looking at Lin Tian did so with pity and schadenfreude.

Crippling Du Gao was one thing, but now to have incapacitated Da Hui as well, he was a dead man walking!

“How can you not listen to advice?

When I came over with you earlier, I talked to you nicely!”

Qian Xiaoshuang stamped her foot and tugged at Lin Tian’s hand, speaking with a hint of blame.

Hearing the girl’s words, Lin Tian could tell she meant well, so he smiled and shook his head, saying, “No worries.

Let’s just wait for Da Ming to arrive!”

“Sigh…”

Qian Xiaoshuang shook her head helplessly and finally turned to Yan Yanxin, “Xinxin, perhaps you could help Lin Tian?”

“Hmph, help?

Xinxin kindly offered to help him just now, but wasn’t it rejected?

What kindness to treat as liver and lungs!”

Before Yan Yanxin could speak, Ren Zhiyun once again said angrily, “Since he doesn’t listen to us, relying on his own ability to fight, let him keep pretending!

Let’s see how he handles it when Da Ming arrives!”

Yan Yanxin furrowed her delicate eyebrows slightly and shook her head quietly, without saying a word.

And Lin Tian, facing the gazes of everyone, remained composed and silent.

Just five minutes.

With a boom, two sets of footsteps, one slow, one hurried, came from the direction of the gym’s entrance.

The sound of billboards and vases being smashed could be heard in the entranceway.

The tall and imposing Da Ming was the first to stride in.

Not long after, Changsun Shuzhen, dressed in beach glass leisure wear, appeared.

As the two entered, looking at the scene in the gym, they both wore astonished expressions.

“Dad…

Hurry up and order someone to kill him!”

Seeing Da Ming arrive, Da Hui immediately cried out.

With both legs broken, he had been enduring it, but now seeing his father, he finally burst into loud tears.

“Crying, does that help anything?”

Da Ming looked at his son, who filled him with both pride and helplessness, sighed softly, and turned back, saying, “Rob, help him up!”

As the words fell, a ghostly figure swept in from the outside.

It was none other than Luo Dou, Da Ming’s personal bodyguard, with Earth-level Peak prowess!

He walked in, helped Da Hui to kneel properly, and looked up at Lin Tian with a face full of reverence and fear.

Then, a look of gloom on his face, Da Ming let out a sigh and stepped toward Lin Tian.

This move made Da Hui think his father was stepping forward to defend him.

The others looked on excitedly.

“This is a sign that Da Ming is about to explode with rage!”

Someone whispered softly.

Doomed!

Doomed!

Du Gao’s eyes shone fiercely as he roared inwardly.

Beside him, Qian Xiaoshuang, standing next to Yan Yanxin, pursed her lips but could only watch silently.

“If only I knew this before, why the unnecessary trouble?

Now, it’s too late!”

Ren Zhiyun shook her head and sighed.

Soon, Da Ming reached Lin Tian.

Many people’s eyes widened, eager to see how Da Ming would handle the situation.

“Mr.

Lin, my unworthy son has offended you.

Please give him another chance!

He is my only outstanding son…”

Da Ming suddenly bent at the waist, respectfully addressing Lin Tian, his face seeming to age several years in an instant.

What…

what!

Da Ming is bending over to apologize to this kid???

Are you sure there’s no mistake?!

The sudden turn of events left everyone present stunned.

Du Gao and Nong Liao Ting’s jaws dropped open, their faces filled with shock.

On the other side, Ren Zhiyun’s eyes bulged out, with her small hands covering her mouth, full of disbelief.

Even Qian Xiaoshuang was stupefied, taking a moment to recover.

“How…

how is this possible!”

Ren Zhiyun removed her hands from her mouth after a moment, her face in disarray, then turned her head to Yan Yanxin, “Yanxin, what exactly is going on here?”

“This is quite normal!”

Yan Yanxin was also somewhat shocked inwardly, but on reflection, it all made sense.

Lin Tian was mysteriously powerful, and his background had to be even more terrifying than imagined; otherwise, Da Ming wouldn’t have shown such an attitude.

“Dad…

what…

what are you doing?”

On the other side, seeing his father bowing down to this young man with great skill in front of everyone, Da Hui’s eyes grew wide, and he became dazed.

“Shut up!

If you can’t get Mr.

Lin’s forgiveness, I’ll throw you into Liiu River!”

Da Ming turned back and roared furiously, his eyes red with endless killing intent.

Not only did the people present tremble, but even Da Hui felt chills on his scalp.

It was the first time he had seen his father so enraged and showing killing intent towards him.

Who exactly is this person?

In the entire Liiu Yuan City, only those lofty Martial Arts Grandmasters could make his father bow down!

Could this young man in front of him be…

As a certain possibility crossed his mind, Da Hui’s body trembled, his face turned pale, his mouth clamped shut tightly, daring not to make a sound.

The look he gave Lin Tian began to show fear.

Young Master!

A thought like Lightning Thunder flashed through his mind, causing him to tremble with fear.

“Rob… Rob… Is he a Young Master?”

Da Hui turned back, looking at Lee Cheng, and asked with a trembling voice.

“A Young Master?”

Luo Dou was slightly startled, then he sighed, shook his head, and said in a low voice, “Xiao Hui, what’s a Grandmaster worth?

Mr.

Lin could wipe one out with a flick of his finger!

You better pray that Mr.

Lin doesn’t get even more angry…”

Recalling the terrifying flames that sprang forth from Lin Tian with just a flick of his finger, Luo Dou still felt a lingering fear and was extremely anxious.

What!

A Grandmaster could be wiped out with a flick of a finger?

Da Hui was shocked, a chill rising from his feet and rushing to the top of his skull.