Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 573: Each Harboring their Own Ulterior Motives

Chapter 573: Chapter 573: Each Harboring their Own Ulterior Motives

The Profound Level mid-rank martial artist who was severely injured by Wu De was an elder of "Tie Sect Master" from the Secular Ancient Martial World of Huaxia, possessing great strength and a celebrated reputation. Unexpectedly, he was kicked into a grievous state by a casual kick from Wu De.

"Thieving Taoist, how dare you injure our Elder Liu!"

"This is simply intolerable!"

"Stand shoulder to shoulder! Avenge Elder Liu!"

"Let’s fight him!"

...

Accompanying Elder Liu from Tie Sect Master were several disciples, each of them a Profound Level martial artist. Seeing Elder Liu injured, they couldn’t contain their rage, shouting angrily as they launched an attack on Wu De.

"Taoist Master here has been itching for a fight these last few days. I’ll use you lot for some practice!"

Wu De showed disdain, a cold smile playing on his lips as his figure flickered, zipping lightning-fast among the disciples of Tie Sect Master.

A series of screams and howls followed as the disciples of Tie Sect Master were scattered like leaves in a gale, sent flying in all directions, none of them able to rise again, every one of them seriously injured.

Wu De was ruthless in striking, aiming to establish his authority with a few of Tie Sect Master’s disciples and thus deter the nearly hundred martial artists around him who were itching for action.

Although Wu De wasn’t afraid of being surrounded, among the martial artists nearby were ten whose strength was comparable to his. If they disregarded their status as experts and joined the fray, things could get troublesome.

On Wu De’s side, even with the strong support of Fang Bai, the two of them couldn’t possibly win against ten Earth Level high-rank martial artists, let alone the other Earth Level and Profound Level martial artists eyeing them covetously. If they joined the battle as well, it could drag his and Fang Bai’s demise.

Especially since Fang Bai had to keep an eye on Ye Wumei, his fighting power was greatly reduced.

Therefore, Wu De, if not striking, must strike like thunder, seriously injuring several of Tie Sect Master’s disciples to instill dread in the other martial artists and deter them from acting rashly.

Indeed, the onlooking martial artists seeing that Tie Sect Master’s disciples were no match for a single move from Wu De were secretly shocked. The look in their eyes towards Wu De was filled with fear, with martial artists below the Earth Level retreating far away and those above Earth Level hesitating, not daring to make a move.

Even the ten Earth Level high-rank martial artists showed a shift in their expression, their thoughts racing as they pondered if they had any chance of victory should they decide to intervene.

Seeing that he had established his might in one battle and intimidated a hundred martial artists, Wu De felt secretly proud. After exchanging a glance with Fang Bai, he took the lead, with Fang Bai holding Ye Wumei’s small hand and following behind, the three of them continued to stride towards the hovercraft.

"This Taoist Priest, keeping the spoils to yourself and not sharing them doesn’t seem quite right, does it?"

A gloomy male voice suddenly rang out, and then two figures blocked the path of Wu De and his companions. It was the middle-aged man and woman suspected to be disciples from Ghost Doctor Valley. The one speaking was the middle-aged man, his face wearing a smile that was not quite a smile, and his eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Predecessors! I knew these damned scoundrels wouldn’t let us leave easily!"

Wu De inwardly sighed.

"What of it if Taoist Master keeps what he gets to himself?"

Wu De glanced sideways at the middle-aged couple in front of him, his face full of contemptuous disdain.

The middle-aged man replied with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, "All of us friends from the Ancient Martial World have traveled far and wide. When there is a benefit, who wouldn’t want a share? If this Taoist Priest wants to keep everything to himself, you should first ask if everyone agrees!"

"We don’t agree!"

"Think you can swallow it all alone? No way!"

"We got to Gemini Island before you, and your ability to break the Stone Array was partly due to our relentless attacks beforehand!"

"Exactly, whatever you’ve found should include our share!"

"Take out the treasures you’ve found and let everyone have a look at what you’ve got!"

"If you don’t show us, the three of you can forget about leaving Gemini Island today!"

"Can’t nearly a hundred of us stop just three of them?"

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As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the surrounding Martial Artists responded in kind, including those who had already backed off, who now clenched their fists and gathered back around.

Wu De also had a disposition to resist pressure but not persuasion, seeing the Martial Artists around him stirred up by the middle-aged man and becoming agitated again, he became furious. Scanning the crowd with a cold smile, he said, "Who would dare to fight me? Do you know that I was holding back against those bastards just now? If anyone else dares to fight, I guarantee I’ll send him to meet the Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

The Martial Artists all had their own schemes. If it were a matter of sharing the loot, they’d be more eager than anyone, but the thought of fighting Wu De, a High Rank Earth Level Martial Artist, made them look at each other in dismay, with none willing to step forward.

After waiting in vain for someone to challenge him, Wu De knew their minds were divided, superficially united but inwardly disconnect, and he finally let his guard down. He burst into a loud laughter and pointing at the middle-aged couple who were blocking his way yelled, "You two, fight or scram, don’t get in my way!"

The middle-aged man, who thought he had successfully incited a common rage among the Martial Artists at the scene, was secretly pleased, hoping to provoke a melee from which he could benefit. But seeing the Martial Artists hesitate at the critical moment made him silently fume.

The middle-aged couple were top-notch experts in the Hidden Sect World and could almost sweep through everything in the Secular Ancient Martial World. And now, being publicly challenged by Wu De, they couldn’t help but look dreadful and gloomy.

"If you want to leave, showcase some of your skills! If you can withstand one palm strike from me, I’ll let you pass!"

Stepping forward, the middle-aged man said coldly to Wu De.

"One palm strike is not enough! Come on, let’s have a battle for three hundred rounds!"

Wu De laughed heartily and threw a punch towards the middle-aged man.

He knew his opponent was extraordinary, and their strength comparable, so he struck with full force from the start to suppress his opponent and seize the initiative.

True Yuan surged, creating a tumultuous wave.

Wu De’s fist was like an indestructible golden cudgel, its sonic boom reverberating as it smashed forcefully towards the man’s chest.

Wu De, after joining hands with Fang Bai last time, had obtained a wealth of Cultivation Resources in the tomb chamber of the Innate Expert Zhuge Dingtian. With the help of these resources, his Cultivation Level had advanced significantly, and he was confident that he could sweep all opponents among High Rank Earth Level Martial Artists.

The middle-aged man, seeing Wu De take the initiative to attack with a powerful punch, changed his expression slightly and let out a bellow, his right palm, ready and charged, struck out like lightning to meet Wu De’s punch.

As their strength was almost equal, their fist and palm collided, causing a True Yuan explosion that emitted a thunderous boom. The powerful shockwave caused stones to fly and sand to scatter within several meters, while the grass on the ground was sheared as though cut by a knife, sheared off at the roots.

The Martial Artists watching nearby, who were too late to dodge, were knocked backward by the engulfing True Yuan shockwave, spitting out blood and seriously injured.

Those further away also suffered to varying degrees, everyone wounded.

Out of nearly a hundred watching Martial Artists, only eight High Rank Earth Level Martial Artists stood motionless with unchanged expressions, allowing their clothes to flutter with the shockwaves.