Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 1686 - 1685: The Sky-Cutting Sword is Drawn

Chapter 1686: Chapter 1685: The Sky-Cutting Sword is Drawn

At the moment, Lin Dong’s eyes also penetrated the sea’s surface, witnessing the town that was submerged by the tsunami.

If this were in Dragon Country, he would naturally not allow such a situation to occur.

But this is Yinghua Country, where Qingye Sanzang and that Heavenly Realm martial artist from the Qingye Clan remained indifferent. As someone from the Dragon Country, should Lin Dong act like the holy mother and save them?

He shook his head and returned his gaze to Qingye Sanzang.

Qingye Sanzang appeared utterly indifferent, the lives of ordinary people in his eyes no longer belonged to the same dimension of existence as his.

Thus, if they died, then they died; it would not cause any ripples in his heart.

His eyes only had Lin Dong.

"So, you’ve chosen this place for our grand battle with a purpose in mind," Qingye Sanzang spoke solemnly. "You’ve actually set up a formation here in advance that can draw upon the Power of Mountain and Sea."

This place is indeed the most suitable for setting up a formation that leverages the power of mountains and seas, after all, this is Tianya Sea!

There are cliffs soaring into the clouds and an endless vast sea.

Facing his words, Lin Dong calmly responded: "Haven’t you also specifically chosen the night to come and battle with me? That way, you can make use of the Power of Moonlight."

Qingye Sanzang’s earlier ’Moon Illusion’ and the movement technique he just performed, ’Moonlight Weaving Steps’, both harnessed the Power of Moonlight.

Without the Power of Moonlight, he would also not be able to exhibit such strength.

Qingye Sanzang spoke with a deep voice: "Are you really a youth in his early twenties? How do I feel that your thoughts are more meticulous than that of centuries-old monsters?"

"Your mental state also seems to have lived for hundreds of years like those old monsters."

Besides him, two Heavenly Realm martial artists above the clouds shared this thought.

They also held this view; they felt Lin Dong’s mental state was far too steady, his thoughts far too meticulous.

And his martial spirit and temperament in the Martial Way also did not resemble that of someone in his early twenties.

Young people are generally reckless, having money and power tends to make them inflated, and possessing the strength of an Earth Realm martial artist is countless times more powerful than having money and power. But with all of these, Lin Dong did not show any signs of an inflated ego.

Such a person is born to be a king!

"When I was in my early twenties, I was not as good as you," Qingye Sanzang said.

Lin Dong smiled lightly, "So now, do you think you are like me?"

Qingye Sanzang’s face stiffened; he found that this Master Lin was not only formidable in martial arts, but his verbal skills were also incredibly sharp.

His words always hit home! They always easily triggered his emotions!

Indeed, this was also a form of ability. When martial artists are in battle, if their emotions are manipulated by others, then even if their actual strength is stronger than their opponent, they could lose due to emotional reasons.

Think about it, when common people lose control of their emotions, they can easily get into accidents when driving, make mistakes in other activities. The same applies to martial artists; if they lose control of their emotions, they naturally can’t perform at their real level.

However, he is a Ninth Level Grandmaster Martial Artist, so naturally, he can control his emotions.

At this moment, he spoke solemnly: "Master Lin, it’s not only you who can harness the Force of Nature. I can do it too!"

"Borrow the Three Thousand Moonlight Power!"

He raised his head, opened his mouth, as if he were a thousand-year-old zombie swallowing the sun and the moon.

This was just like before when he harnessed the Power of Moonlight.

But the Power of Moonlight he could harness at one time was limited, only able to borrow the power of three thousand miles of moonlight.

And the ’Mountain Sea Formation’ arranged by Lin Dong is much more powerful than his.

From ninety thousand miles of mountains and seas, he could borrow the Power of Mountain and Sea.

Moreover, the Power of Mountain and Sea is more forceful and direct than the Power of Moonlight.

At this moment, Lin Dong once again activated the ’Mountain Sea Formation’, this time making use of the ’Power of the Mountain and Sea’.

"Ninety thousand miles of mountain and sea, lend me the Power of Mountain and Sea again!!!"

The power within Lin Dong’s body surged once again. Clearly, he only had the strength of a level-eight Grandmaster, but at this moment, his power surpassed that of Qingye Sanzang, the Ninth Stage Grandmaster Martial Artist.

Even with Qingye Sanzang drawing upon the Power of Moonlight, he was still slightly inferior to Lin Dong.

At this moment, the two once again engaged in a fierce battle.

They flew in the skies thousands of meters high, amidst the clouds, throwing punches at each other in the air.

"Six Harmonies Dragon Fist!"

"Long Xiang Fist!"

Every clash of their fists caused a thunderous boom. Because they were fighting at a kilometer high, the impact on the sea below was lessened.

However, the clouds suffered greatly. They were scattered by their blows, revealing towering cliffs.

"Boom!!"

Numerous gaps were blasted into the cliffs by their assaults.

Some mountains were even shattered by the powerful winds of their fists.

The noise created by every contact of their fists was comparable to the roar of heavenly thunder.

For ordinary mortals, such a battle was akin to a fight between heavenly gods.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The two fought another five hundred rounds high up in the kilometer-high skies.

After five hundred rounds, the two retreated from each other with an unspoken understanding.

Qingye Sanzang stood on a mountain peak eight hundred meters above sea level, while Lin Dong stood on the boundary marker of the Tianya Sea.

The two faced each other, determination visible in their eyes.

"Master Lin, no wonder you could single-handedly overturn our entire Yinghua Country Martial Union."

"I originally thought that your victory over them was due to their lack of unity. But it seems that’s not the case."

"It’s not that they are not united enough, nor that their combined strength is insufficient, it’s just that you are too strong."

"Your strength cannot be judged by the conventional standards of a level-eight Grandmaster. Among ninth stage Grandmasters, there are few who could defeat you."

Hearing his words, Lin Dong replied indifferently, "Qingye Sanzang, stop wasting your breath with this nonsense."

"At this point, you have no advantage in speed or strength. Aren’t you going to show your trump card and draw your sword?"

"I know your true expertise lies in Kendo!"

Qingye Sanzang looked solemnly at Lin Dong; he originally thought that with the speed and strength of a ninth level Grandmaster, he could slaughter Lin Dong.

But now, the opponent was his equal in both speed and strength. The advantage of his ninth-stage Grandmaster’s strength had vanished.

What comes next would be a contest of martial arts techniques!

His martial arts technique was Kendo!

As for the opponent’s technique, it remained a mystery to him. He had no idea what his opponent’s ultimate trump card was.

"It’s also my fault for not taking him seriously when he was weak, sending only disciples to kill him. By the time I truly regarded him with importance, I learned that he had scheduled a life-and-death duel with King Kunlun, so I didn’t consider him a real opponent to analyze..."

"Now, my understanding of him is only one-sided, I barely know the basics, and I’m unclear about his strongest martial arts technique."

"What could his most powerful martial arts technique be?"

Qingye Sanzang’s eyes flickered, as now, he had no guarantee of victory.

Because at this point, he was still unaware of how many trump cards Lin Dong truly had.

"Draw your sword, regardless of what trump card he has, break it with a single stroke!"

A resolute determination to forge ahead without looking back suddenly erupted from Qingye Sanzang.

This was the mental state of martial arts, accumulated through his journey on the path of Martial Way.

Such a person, who had clawed his way out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, step by step to this point, how could he be fearful just because he couldn’t grasp his opponent’s trump card?

"Sky-Cutting Sword, unsheathe! Follow me to slay this Master Lin from the Dragon Country!!!"