Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1102: Difficult Problem

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: Difficult Problem

Unexpectedly, after blasting out the first punch, Fang Bai did not immediately launch a second punch, but instead stood still with his hands hanging by his sides, eyes slightly closed, seemingly entering a state of cultivation.

Fang Bai indeed entered a cultivation state.

The Wind Tornado Fists thrown by the He brothers after stimulating their body’s potential were like two massive hammers, smashing the shackles binding Fang Bai’s cultivation level and clearing the obstacles on his path to advancement.

The Chaos Origin Energy floating in Fang Bai’s Qi Sea transformed into thousands of threads under the guidance of his Divine Sense, flowing into the countless meridians in his body, where it circulated wildly, rapidly expanding and fortifying these meridians, making them wider and more resilient, capable of accommodating more powerful Essence Energy.

After seventy-seven small cycles, the Chaos Origin Energy disseminated among the countless meridians finally returned to Fang Bai’s Qi Sea, condensing into a mass.

Through Inner Vision, Fang Bai could see that the Chaos Origin Energy had increased slightly, and although the change was minuscule, the enhancement to Fang Bai’s strength was substantial.

The moment the Chaos Origin Energy condensed into a mass, Fang Bai’s body shook gently, indicating a successful advancement in level—his cultivation had reached the mid-Vast Level.

With the ability Fang Bai possessed to challenge higher levels, he could now contend against mid-Cosmic Level experts in the future.

Upon Fang Bai’s advancement, the hundreds of martial artists in the Practice Battle Arena sensed the sudden surge of his intense and domineering aura, which nearly brought them to their knees in submission.

However, that oppressive force soon vanished without a trace, allowing all the martial artists to breathe a sigh of relief.

The pressure had appeared abruptly and disappeared just as quickly, within the span of one or two breaths, leading some martial artists to think it might have been a transient illusion.

Even the He brothers thought they were hallucinating and couldn’t believe that Fang Bai would advance during such a duel.

"Take my second punch!"

After his advancement, Fang Bai still suppressed some of his power, appearing unchanged to the He brothers and others. He shouted once more and advanced a step forward using the Divine Elephant Eight Desolate Steps.

As he stepped down, the stone platform beneath his feet trembled thunderously; the cracks widened further with some now able to fit a fist.

At this rate, if Fang Bai were to take another two or three steps, this ancient stone platform, which had stood undestroyed for thousands of years, might very well shatter and collapse.

Just as Fang Bai was about to unleash his second punch, He Yushu and He Linfeng, the two brothers opposite him, staggered, then leaped off the stone platform, stepping through the air, fleeing in the opposite direction of Fang Bai.

Both had cultivated Wind System Martial Arts Techniques, known for their speed, and having just stimulated their body’s potential, their escape was a few paces quicker than usual, vanishing from the vast Practice Battle Arena in the blink of an eye.

None of the hundreds of martial artists present, including Fang Bai, had expected He Yushu and He Linfeng, two Cosmic Level early-stage experts from a current second-tier Grand Sect, to flee from battle.

"If they can’t win, they run... These two guys, to be so lacking in backbone!"

Fang Bai watched in astonishment as He Yushu and He Linfeng, the brothers, rapidly fled.

Zu Tiangang sat collapsed on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears, his gaze dull and lifeless as he watched the direction of the He brothers’ escape, looking as if he had lost all vitality.

He Yushu and He Linfeng were Zu Tiangang’s greatest reliance for survival. Now that both had fled, Zu Tiangang knew he was powerless to turn the situation around, and Fang Bai would certainly not let him go, suddenly feeling a fear of death, his mind going blank.

"Elder Han, please look after the disciples from Bitao Martial Academy at the scene for me, I will be back shortly. You will be well rewarded later!"

After leaving these words, Fang Bai vigorously stomped on the stone platform, using the momentum to leap several meters into the air. While in the air, he stimulated his Wind Essence Qi, gliding through the air like a giant bird, chasing after He Yushu and He Linfeng who had already escaped over a thousand meters.

Everyone at the scene felt a blur before their eyes, and when they looked up, Fang Bai’s figure had already turned into a black dot in the air, disappearing in an instant at an unimaginably fast speed.

The stone platform, already showing several fist-sized cracks, could no longer withstand the force after Fang Bai’s forceful stomp. It finally collapsed with a loud bang, fracturing into pieces, eliciting a series of exclamations from the martial artists present.

The "Elder Han" Fang Bai mentioned was, of course, Han Xingyu.

Fang Bai was going after He Yushu and He Linfeng and was also worried about leaving Ge Feng, Liu Qingqing, and others behind. After all, this was the headquarters of the Purple Flame Sect. Although Fang Bai had severely wounded the high-ranking members of the sect, there were still many capable direct and core disciples. If they were to attack collectively, the lives of the eight Bitao Martial Academy disciples would be at risk.

Being an Elder of the Xuannv Sect and a powerful Martial Artist, Han Xingyu could deter the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect present if she agreed to look after the Bitao Martial Academy disciples, ensuring they did not act rashly.

Moreover, Fang Bai believed that after having defeated the strong fighters of the Purple Flame Sect as well as He Yushu and He Linfeng, two Cosmic Level beginners, displaying his remarkable strength, he would certainly impress Han Xingyu deeply, making it difficult for her to refuse his request.

"This Fang Bai... has given me a tough problem," Han Xingyu mused to herself, a wry, helpless smile forming at the corner of her mouth.

This battle had indeed created enmity between Fang Bai and Swiftwind Valley.

Han Xingyu could have stayed out of the conflict between the two parties, but Fang Bai’s last words before leaving forced her into a difficult choice.

If Han Xingyu chose to help Ge Feng and others, she would offend Swiftwind Valley, a proud Second Grade Great Sect, a consequence their Third Grade Sect could not bear.

On the other hand, if Han Xingyu refused Fang Bai’s request, allowing Ge Feng and others to be attacked by the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, she would offend Fang Bai. Coupled with the Xuannv Sect’s detention of the Linghu sisters, a deep and unresolved grudge between Fang Bai and the Xuannv Sect would arise.

On one side was a renowned Second Grade Great Sect in the True Martial Realm, and on the other was a dominant Cosmic Level expert who had defeated two Stewards of the Second Grade Great Sect and who was both an Alchemist and an Artifact Refiner. The choice was hugely headache-inducing for Han Xingyu.

As for the Purple Flame Sect, which had always maintained a friendly relationship with the Xuannv Sect, regardless of the outcome, it could not escape the fate of destruction this time. Han Xingyu was thus too weary to consider the feelings of the Purple Flame Sect disciples anymore.

"Fang Bai could return at any moment, and offending him could spell doom for us, and the Xuannv Sect would swiftly face his vengeance. Whereas Swiftwind Valley, being thousands of miles away from the Xuannv Sect, separated by vast mountains and rivers, even if they were to send troops to seek justice, it would take months. Sigh, there’s no other choice but to prioritize the present..."

After quickly weighing her options, Han Xingyu decided to accept Fang Bai’s request and protect Ge Feng and the others present.