Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1097: Turning Point

Chapter 1097: Chapter 1097: Turning Point

In the minds of Zu Tiangang and the others, their punch, fueled by the full force of True Essence of all fourteen of them, even if it couldn’t kill Fang Bai, should have severely injured him and rendered him powerless in battle.

However, to their surprise, Fang Bai actually managed to catch their punch. Although he appeared somewhat disheveled, he didn’t seem to have sustained any serious harm.

The result was clearly not what Zu Tiangang and the others had hoped for; while disappointed, they also grew more wary of Fang Bai’s strength.

The fact that he could withstand a combined strike of their fourteen people meant that Fang Bai possessed the strength of an early-stage Cosmic Level Expert.

If Fang Bai didn’t die, he would become the worst nightmare for all the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect.

While Zu Tiangang and the others were still in shock, Fang Bai’s counterattack arrived abruptly.

A soccer-ball-sized sphere of Fire Primordial Qi imbued with powerful energy separated from Fang Bai’s fist, sweeping up rolling heat waves, like a fierce beast from the fire system of a primordial world, leaping towards Zu Tiangang and his group, seemingly intending to devour them whole.

The might of Fang Bai’s Furious Flame Fist was much stronger than the punch released by Zu Tiangang and the others in their snake formation.

The Fire Primordial Qi he condensed with the Nine Revolutions True Fire Art was pure and concentrated, with a higher flame temperature and greater destructive power. A strike on an ordinary martial artist, even with Protective True Essence, could not be withstood.

Zhu Hongyan, an Elder of the Purple Flame Sect just a moment ago, was one example. For attempting a sneak attack on Fang Bai, he had been killed by a single punch, and his body turned into charred remains by the scorching Fire Primordial Qi.

At this moment, in the eyes of the several hundred Sect disciples who had retreated to the far end of the stone platform, when Fang Bai’s Furious Flame Fist was unleashed, it was as though he had plucked the blazing sun from the sky and hurled it at Zu Tiangang and the others. The overwhelming heat waves alone instilled fear in the hearts of the onlookers, daring them not to block it.

Just now, the combined efforts of Zu Tiangang and the fourteen others managed to repel Fang Bai, giving him a small setback.

Now, with Fang Bai’s counterattack, could Zu Tiangang and the fourteen others withstand it?

Everyone was watching and waiting.

Everyone understood that this punch from Fang Bai could very well be the turning point in today’s battle.

If Zu Tiangang and the others could catch it, both sides could continue to fight even longer, and it was not yet known who would be the victor.

If they couldn’t catch it, Fang Bai’s attack would be relentless, and Zu Tiangang and the others would find themselves in a perilous situation.

Zu Tiangang and his group were only too aware of this fact.

"This lad is formidable; we cannot match him with brute force!"

Facing the oncoming Furious Flame Fist from Fang Bai and sensing the terrifying high temperature and destructive power within, Zu Tiangang and the thirteen Vast Level experts from the Purple Flame Sect all felt some fear arising within them and thought of temporarily avoiding its edge.

However, at this moment, with Fang Bai’s pressure enveloping the whole stone platform, Zu Tiangang and his group felt as though they were trapped in a quagmire. With their strength insufficient to break free from this bind, their movement speed was severely reduced, making it impossible to evade in time.

The dazzling sphere of Fire Primordial Qi arrived in an instant, its scorching heat seeming to tear through Zu Tiangang and the others’ Protective True Essence, causing their skin to sting with pain.

With no other choice, Zu Tiangang and the others had to steel themselves to receive Fang Bai’s punch.

"All of you, unite your hearts and strength, kill this lad!"

Zu Tiangang bellowed loudly, his eyes wide open with rage, his robe billowing, and his hair and beard flying wildly, as he instantly pushed his True Essence to its limits, resembling an enraged lion.

The thirteen Vast Level experts from the Purple Flame Sect standing behind Zu Tiangang, each with a grave expression and a solemn demeanor, once again channeled their True Essence into his body.

"Hei!"

Zu Tiangang let out a ferocious roar from his mouth, holding his fists tightly together above his head, then suddenly smashed them down. A ball of Fire Primordial Qi burst forth from his fist, meeting the Furious Flame Fist that had already blasted to within a yard of him.

If that last punch, led by Zu Tiangang and the fourteen Vast Level Martial Artists from the Purple Flame Sect, was them giving their all, then this punch had pushed their True Yuan to the limit, making the punch even more fierce and the force even more powerful.

Boom—

The sound of the True Essence Force colliding rang out once more, deafening, and everyone present felt a tremor in their hearts.

Dozens of stone chairs toppled at the edge of the Stone Platform, scattered like leaves flying into the air under the wildly spreading shockwave of True Essence, then crashed down into pieces.

In an instant, stone chips splattered across the Stone Platform, dust filled the air, and the figures of Fang Bai, Zu Tiangang, and others became blurred.

Soon after, the sound of muffled groans emerged from the billowing dust, obviously, someone was injured.

But as to who was injured, the Sect Disciples who had retreated to a far distance from the Stone Platform could not ascertain for the moment; they could only watch with wide eyes, intently observing.

The groups most concerned with the outcome of the duel were, without a doubt, the disciples of Bitao Martial Academy and the Purple Flame Sect. This duel could change their fate, even determine their life and death; their hearts were raised, their expressions tense with anxiety.

A gust of wind blew by, dispersing the dust and stone chips quickly, revealing the situation on the Stone Platform to the Sect Disciples’ eyes once again.

"How can this be!"

Upon seeing the scene on the Stone Platform, everyone gasped in amazement.

At this moment, the Stone Platform was a mess; out of the fifteen combatants, only two stood, while the other thirteen were all slumped on the ground.

The two standing were Fang Bai and Zu Tiangang.

Fang Bai frowned slightly, gave a wry smile and shook his head, muttering something to himself as though unsatisfied with the result of his punch.

Zu Tiangang’s arms hung low, his body trembling, blood continuously trickling from his nose and mouth, his gaze at Fang Bai mixed with fear.

From Zu Tiangang’s weak and chaotic Martial Artist Aura, it was clear he had not fared well in his clash with Fang Bai, his combat power greatly diminished.

As for the thirteen other Vast Level Experts of the Purple Flame Sect behind Zu Tiangang, their condition was even more tragic.

The hair and clothing of each person had been incinerated by the high temperatures of Fang Bai’s Flame Fist, leaving nothing intact. Their bare skin bore multiple burns, blood flowing profusely, a horrifying sight to behold.

Their gaze was empty, spirits shattered, their Martial Artist Aura extremely feeble, nearly stripped of all fighting strength.

In this battle, Fang Bai emerged victorious.

"Heaven bless Bitao Martial Academy... Heaven bless Bitao Martial Academy..."

Far from the Stone Platform, Ge Feng, standing in front of several disciples from Bitao Martial Academy, gazed at Fang Bai, murmuring to himself, his voice trembling, and without realizing, tears blurred his vision.

The defeat of Zu Tiangang and the others signified the beginning of the Purple Flame Sect’s decline, while Bitao Martial Academy, with Fang Bai at its helm, would inevitably rise swiftly.

As for the other dozens of Sects present, intimidated by Fang Bai, who would dare to contend with them?

To defeat the Purple Flame Sect and become the number one Sect in Thousand Lakes Country was the aspiration of generations of Bitao Martial Academy disciples, and now it seemed within reach, how could Ge Feng not be overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down his face?

"This young man, barely in his twenties, is already a Cosmic Level Expert. He could be mentioned in the same breath as the favored sons of the secondary and even primary Sects. With the massive Cultivation Resources of the Purple Flame Sect to assist him, through diligent and rigorous Cultivation, it might be possible for him to advance to Universe Level Expert in another twenty years. By then, he would be among the top experts of the True Martial Realm!"

Elder Han Xingyu of the Xuannv Sect also watched Fang Bai on the Stone Platform, her eyes sparkling with admiration, full of praise in her heart.