Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 495: Shocking News

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Shocking News

"I originally thought Master Xuan Nan might only be slightly stronger than me, but now it seems, even three of me combined would not be his match!"

Long Jingtian looked at Xuan Nan, who had already entered a battle-ready state, with a face full of shock and let out a bitter smile and sigh.

If it were not for Long Jingtian taking the full brunt of the Heaven Level Martial Artist’s pressure emanating from Xuan Nan, Dragon Maiden would have been unable to bear it and would have retreated long ago.

Xuan Ku and the others were initially standing shoulder to shoulder with Long Jingtian and his granddaughter, but now they had been pushed back to a spot five meters behind them by Xuan Nan’s pressure.

Xuan Ku’s expression remained fairly normal, but Jueren and the other elders had already turned pale.

The mere pressure released by Xuan Nan was already unbearable for them; if he were to take action, it would be like a mountain bearing down upon them, the might of lightning and thunder – a single move could annihilate them.

The immense power of a Heaven Level Martial Artist could be glimpsed from this.

Fang Bai, who was only five meters away from Xuan Nan, also put away his calm and collected demeanor, and his face took on a more solemn expression.

The pressure released by Xuan Nan, most of which was directed at Fang Bai, came silently and in waves, as if it had solidified, making the space in front of Fang Bai feel like it was squeezed into a vacuum, making his breath uneven.

Fang Bai felt that if he were replaced by a stone stele standing here, it would certainly not withstand Xuan Nan’s pressure and would crack.

It seemed that Xuan Nan was also aware of his extraordinary combat strength, and thus he directly exerted eight parts of his power to probe.

Fang Bai circulated the "Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique," prompting the True Yuan inside his body to whirl crazily, releasing an aura that resisted the pressure from Xuan Nan, a Heaven Level Martial Artist.

In fact, without using True Yuan, Fang Bai could withstand Xuan Nan’s pressure with his robust physique alone, but that would be too shocking for the world to accept. Until a life-and-death situation, Fang Bai did not intend to reveal this; otherwise, Xuan Nan and others would regard him as a monster.

After all, no matter how powerful a martial artist is, they are still made of flesh and blood. Without the protection of True Yuan, how could flesh and blood be harder than iron or stone? That would already be beyond the comprehension of ordinary humans.

"Master, please forgive my offense!"

After withstanding the pressure from Xuan Nan, Fang Bai let out a loud shout, his figure shook, and he swept to Xuan Nan’s front at an incredible speed, throwing a punch.

His body moved like a dragon soaring through the skies, his fist roared like a tiger accompanied by thunder.

The Dragon Soaring to the Heavens Technique, paired with the Tiger Roar Thunder Fist, bore the invisible yet mighty force of True Essence, and with an unstoppable and invincible momentum, Fang Bai launched an attack at Xuan Nan.

The Chaos Origin Energy in Fang Bai’s Qi Sea merged gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder – the seven types of True Yuan. As his cultivation level and realm advanced, the Chaos Origin Energy continued to evolve.

Now, if Fang Bai were to look within using his Divine Sense, he would see that the cluster of Chaos Origin Energy floating in his Qi Sea had grown to the size of a pigeon egg. The seven different properties of True Yuan became even more distinct yet still clung closely together, producing and restraining each other, as if they were enacting the natural laws of Heaven and Earth Dao.

Though it was just a small cluster of Chaos Origin Energy, it contained extraordinary power. Once fully unleashed, its strength would be immeasurable.

Fang Bai, though capable of challenging those above his own level, did not dare to underestimate Xuan Nan, the super strong martial artist who was only a step away from entering the middle phase of Heaven Level.

In his attack, Fang Bai’s fist was wrapped with Chaos Origin Energy, and his punch seemed to bring with it the sharpness of metal, the vitality of wood, the vigor of water, the ferocity of fire, the weight of earth, the freedom of wind, and the wantonness of thunder, as if the forces of nature were all manifesting in this single blow.

Fang Bai’s strike was earth-shattering and seemingly unstoppable.

"If his punch were aimed at me, I might not be able to withstand it!"

Long Jingtian’s eyes widened as he watched Fang Bai, his figure turning into a blur and his fist striking straight out. It was then that he truly believed that Fang Bai’s challenge to Xuan Nan was not out of youthful arrogance or impulsive passion.

He truly had the strength to fight against a Heaven Level Martial Artist.

The old monks of Shaolin, including Xuan Ku and Abbot Jueren, also felt the tremendous and vast power contained within Fang Bai’s punch, all drawing a sharp breath of cold air as their eyes filled with shock and fear.

Especially Abbot Jueren, who now realized that during their exchange moments ago, Fang Bai had actually held back; otherwise, just with the punch before them, Fang Bai could have shattered him to pieces, sending his soul to the Western Paradise.

The Sweeping Monk Xuan Ku was filled with shame, finding it laughable that he had previously wanted to take his senior brother’s place in a battle with Fang Bai. If it weren’t for being stopped by his senior brother, he would have surely faced a crushing defeat.

The Dragon Maiden had once sworn in front of her grandfather that she would overtake Fang Bai, but Fang Bai’s punch had now completely crushed her hopes.

She was merely at mid Profound Level, whereas Fang Bai could fight a Heaven Level Martial Artist; the disparity in strength was so vast it was despairing!

When Fang Bai threw his punch, True Yuan vibrated vehemently, and its oppressive force was overwhelming. A hundred tigers roared in unison while thunder rolled continuously. The entire stone platform was engulfed by the force of his punch.

The fluttering snowflakes that were leisurely falling towards the stone platform dissipated into nothingness several feet above it, due to the force of the punch.

Master Xuan Nan saw that Fang Bai’s punch subtly contained an aspect of the Heaven and Earth Dao, its power unimaginably tremendous, and a flash of astonishment swept through his eyes as his pupils contracted slightly.

"Well met!"

Master Xuan Nan’s eyes widened, his aura surged once more, and with a thunderous shout, he extended a single palm to meet the oncoming punch from Fang Bai with a "Prajna Palm".

The Prajna Palm, evolved by the Dharma Grandmaster from the "Great Prajna Sutra," was profound and vast, containing a thread of the Buddha’s mystical secrets.

With the Prajna Palm that Master Xuan Nan executed, Buddhist chants resonated around him, as if a monk was reciting scriptures, carrying a power that cleansed the spirit, instilling a sense of peace and tranquility that prevented any rise of violent killing intent.

This palm had the power to affect the emotions of a martial artist and dissolve their fighting spirit,

and martial artists with weaker resolve or less sturdy states of mind would immediately crumble under its influence.

However, Fang Bai was not affected by this palm technique in the slightest.

In his former life, Fang Bai’s will had been tempered over ten thousand of years and countless trials. His resolve and mental fortitude, unmatched by anyone, were impervious to any external influence that sought to sway his emotions or shake his determination.

The collision between the Tiger Roar Thunder Fist and the Prajna Palm did not result in the earth-shattering noise and shockwaves of True Yuan that everyone had anticipated. In fact, not even their clothing or hair stirred in response.

Their fists and palms met, but they did not separate immediately. Their lips were tightly pressed, and their expressions were indescribably solemn and serious.

The valley fell into silence, with the Dragon Maiden, Ghost Hand, and the others staring wide-eyed, tensely watching the standoff on the stone platform between the elder and the younger, their hearts suspended in suspense.

"Why have they stopped fighting? The victor has yet to be decided..."

The Dragon Maiden, seeing Fang Bai and Master Xuan Nan motionless for a long time, couldn’t help but frown and whisper.

"Look at their feet..."

Long Jingtian whispered to his granddaughter.

(PS: There’s been a small setback... still continuing to write...)