Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 610: Apologize to My Master!

Chapter 610: Chapter 610: Apologize to My Master!

"Dongfang Yue, you insult me, and I tolerate it! But if you insult my master, I won’t accept it!"

Upon hearing Dongfang Yue’s words, Xiong Yingxiong suddenly turned around, his fists clenched tight, glaring at Dongfang Yue as he angrily shouted.

"What about it if I insult him? What can you do to me?"

Dongfang Yue chuckled lightly; he knew real kung fu and didn’t take the burly Xiong Yingxiong seriously at all.

"Apologize to my master!"

Xiong Yingxiong’s anger rapidly surged as he shouted sternly.

Xiong Yingxiong was not only sentimental and loyal but also deeply respectful of his teachers. He firmly believed Fang Bai was highly capable, and since he had taken him as his master, he respected him to his core. If someone insulted his master, as a disciple, of course, he had to defend him with all his might.

"Forget it, Hero, it’s not worth it for such a trivial matter!"

"Dongfang Yue is not someone to provoke lightly!"

Xiong Yingxiong’s two classmates, Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang, advised him in a low voice.

Although they knew Xiong Yingxiong had practiced martial arts at the Martial Arts School and was good at fighting, Dongfang Yue seemed to come from a very powerful family.

These days, no matter how skilled you are, you can’t beat money and power!

"Apologize?"

Dongfang Yue smiled arrogantly and pointed at Fang Bai, "What is he? Is he worthy of an apology from me, Dongfang Yue?"

"You son of a bitch!"

Xiong Yingxiong completely lost his temper, and with a low growl, his tall figure charged towards Dongfang Yue, throwing a punch at his chest.

"Don’t overestimate yourself!"

Dongfang Yue snorted and threw a punch as well to meet Xiong Yingxiong’s.

Xiong Yingxiong stood half a head taller than Dongfang Yue, and his body also looked much stronger, so everyone around them expected Xiong Yingxiong to have the upper hand and for Dongfang Yue to be utterly beaten.

"Xiong Yingxiong, stop it!"

He Qing also thought Dongfang Yue would be at a disadvantage, her face turning pale as she shouted sharply.

Before her voice fell, Dongfang Yue and Xiong Yingxiong’s fists collided, followed by a muffled grunt, and a figure staggered back uncontrollably.

Apart from Fang Bai and Dongfang Yue himself, no one on the scene expected the retreating person to be Xiong Yingxiong.

Xiong Yingxiong retreated six or seven steps before barely stabilizing his stance, his punching hand trembling slightly, a flash of pain crossing his eyes.

Clearly, he had taken a big loss from that exchange of punches.

Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang stood stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

He Qing’s eyes shone brightly, looking at Dongfang Yue with infatuation and admiration on her face.

Son of a bitch, this Dongfang Yue is much more skilled than the trainers at the Martial Arts School!

Xiong Yingxiong gritted his teeth, enduring the pain that came through his fist, feeling a wary caution in his heart.

When he threw that punch, it felt as if he had struck an incredibly hard rock, his knuckles giving the sensation of being shattered. Only then did he realize Dongfang Yue was also skilled in the martial arts and much stronger than himself.

"Do you still want me to apologize now?"

Dongfang Yue looked at Xiong Yingxiong with a mocking smile on his lips.

"I’ll fight you with everything I’ve got!"

Xiong Yingxiong wasn’t one to cower or back down easily. Seeing Dongfang Yue’s arrogant demeanor, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and prepared to charge again.

"Wait a moment!"

Fang Bai suddenly stretched out his hand and lightly patted Xiong Yingxiong’s shoulder.

Xiong Yingxiong only felt that when Fang Bai’s palm struck, a stream of energy infiltrated his body, circulating through his entire form. When the energy flowed through his fist, the pain there miraculously disappeared, and the energy lingered in his fist without dispersing, seemingly transforming into an inexplicably powerful force.

Xiong Yingxiong was both shocked and delighted, wondering if that stream was the True Yuan Master mentioned on the train, capable of aiding in healing?

"Alright, go and exchange punches with him again!"

Fang Bai smiled, giving Xiong Yingxiong an encouraging look.

His smile seemed to carry a sort of magic power. Xiong Yingxiong nodded vigorously, blood surging with enthusiasm, and roared once more as he charged toward Dongfang Yue without any hesitation.

Before his body arrived, his punch was already unleashed.

Likewise, it was a straight right punch, aiming for Dongfang Yue’s chest!

"Courting death!"

Dongfang Yue’s eyes flashed coldly as he sneered in disdain and met the punch with one of his own.

He hadn’t used his full strength in his punch just now, but this time, he decided to let Xiong Yingxiong taste his true power.

Dongfang Yue wasn’t afraid of injuring Xiong Yingxiong.

Firstly, in this confrontation, it was Xiong Yingxiong who had attacked him first, and he was in a position of self-defense;

Secondly, his family donated a substantial sum to Yanjing Medical University every year, so the university authorities wouldn’t penalize him over this matter.

At worst, he would compensate Xiong Yingxiong with some money later. Dongfang Yue lacked nothing if not money; even though he was attending university, the amount in his account could sustain many ordinary families for their entire lifetimes.

When the punches collided, Dongfang Yue expected Xiong Yingxiong’s knuckles might fracture a bit and then he would rapidly fall backward, landing on his rear among the flower belts two zhang away, making a fool of himself and disgracing his own name.

Watching the fists of both fighters drawing nearer, and imagining Xiong Yingxiong’s embarrassing scene, a slight, cold and cruel smile appeared on Dongfang Yue’s lips.

Boom—

This time, when the fists met, a dull sound erupted as if two high-speed moving sandbags had collided.

Following the dull sound, Dongfang Yue noticed a very strange phenomenon.

Xiong Yingxiong stood unmoving in his original spot, looking at him with a face full of astonishment, while Dongfang himself seemed to be rapidly distancing from Xiong Yingxiong.

Hearing the exclamations around him and seeing the crowd that had suddenly become much shorter than him, Dongfang Yue realized that he was airborne, flying backward in an inverted posture.

"I’ve been sent flying by Xiong Yingxiong’s punch? How is this possible?"

After this thought crossed his mind, Dongfang Yue suddenly felt an immense pain transmitting from his fist, so intense that he uncontrollably split his mouth wide, emitting a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Boom—

Then, another dull sound resonated; it was the sound of Dongfang Yue crashing into the flower belt.

His landing posture was a classic ’falling wild goose with the rear facing downward’— textbook material.

Luckily for Dongfang Yue, he landed on a lush, low tree, which absorbed some of the downward force with its dense branches and leaves. Thus, although he fell in complete pain, he wasn’t injured, but he couldn’t get up for the time being.

By then, many students had gathered at the school’s entrance, quite a few bearing witness to the scene of Xiong Yingxiong sending Dongfang Yue flying.

To send a living person flying through the air was something that should only happen in martial arts films; it was incredible in reality. Therefore, some students were staring at Dongfang Yue, and others at Xiong Yingxiong, utterly dumbfounded.

Lin Dahu and Zhao Qiang had their mouths agape enough to fit a duck egg, looking up at the towering Xiong Yingxiong at a 45-degree angle, as if they had just met him today.

"A-Yue!"

He Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly screamed and rushed to Dongfang Yue’s side, intending to help him stand up.

Hiss—

Perhaps He Qing’s way of supporting him was wrong, or she touched a painful spot on Dongfang Yue’s body, because the pain made him inhale sharply. He pushed He Qing away with one hand and ended up sitting on the ground again.