Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor -
Chapter 659: Mysterious Castle
Chapter 659: Chapter 659: Mysterious Castle
Boom—
Their fists clashed, True Essence Force bursting from their clenched ends simultaneously, creating a sound as dull and thunderous as thunder.
At that moment, Monk Wuneng felt like a small boat, while the palm force unleashed by Yang Xudong was like a giant wave. As the wave crashed down, his small boat was instantly submerged.
Monk Wuneng let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward off the platform and descending toward the ground. In mid-air, blood began to seep from his seven facial orifices.
The overpowering True Essence Force not only injured Monk Wuneng’s internal organs but also penetrated his limbs and bones, breaking all the meridians and blood vessels in his body.
After Monk Wuneng hit the ground, he struggled to his feet, only to discover that his Qi Sea was destroyed, his True Yuan dissipated, his cultivation level gone—all that was left was a disabled man.
"Impossible... I won’t lose... I can’t lose..."
Monk Wuneng, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, mumbled to himself as if insane.
With that strike, Yang Xudong had unleashed all the True Yuan that Fang Bai had injected into his body, which then caused a slight feeling of exhaustion. Yang Xudong knew this was a side effect of utilizing the True Yuan received from Fang Bai, and a brief period of regulated breathing would restore him.
Having stabilized himself, Yang Xudong saw that Monk Wuneng was bleeding from the seven orifices, swaying as if he might collapse at any moment. Monk Wuneng was clearly in a far worse state than himself. Moreover, Yang Xudong could no longer feel any Martial Artist Aura emitting from Monk Wuneng, knowing now that in their recent exchange, Monk Wuneng had met the same fate as his own past—his meridians were shattered, turning him from a Martial Artist into a cripple.
Yang Xudong was aware that once the meridians and blood vessels in the human body were broken, it was like a tree hollowed out inside; it would slowly wither and die, unless one encountered a Divine Doctor like Fang Bai who was willing to provide treatment; otherwise, death was the only outcome.
Thinking of this, Yang Xudong silently rejoiced that he not only had met Divine Doctor Fang but also had received his healing thanks to the connection with Senior Brother Baili and his family; otherwise, he would have met the same end.
Yang Xudong was not cruel-hearted, and seeing that Monk Wuneng was already so severely injured, with death almost certain, he couldn’t bear to strike again. He sighed and said to Monk Wuneng, "When you destroyed my meridians and broke my bones, did you ever think this day would come?"
"The victor is king, the vanquished is the enemy. I’ve lost and must bear the consequences... Come then, kill if you must, at your discretion!"
Monk Wuneng, foreseeing his inevitable death, grimly smiled as he spoke.
Yang Xudong waved his hand and said, "I will not kill you. Go! From now on, whether you live or die, it’s up to fate."
Monk Wuneng was startled, then burst into maniacal laughter and said, "I don’t need your pity or sympathy, just kill me now! If you don’t kill me, others surely will not let me off! Perhaps the moment I leave this boxing ring will be the moment I get taken out!"
Yang Xudong knew Monk Wuneng was referring to Boss David, the owner of the King’s Boxing Ring, who would likely kill him to silence him. Frowning, Yang Xudong turned to Boss David and said, "Boss David, I hope you won’t kill him... At least within Las Vegas, please don’t lay a hand on him. Is that okay?"
David let out a dry laugh and said, "Of course not... How could I possibly take advantage of someone’s misfortune? Monk Wuneng, you may leave. I guarantee that within Las Vegas, I won’t touch a hair on your head; otherwise, may lightning strike me down!"
Only with David’s promise did Monk Wuneng feel somewhat relieved. He turned around and staggered out of the boxing ring.
As soon as Monk Wuneng had left, David gave William a meaningful glance, a glint of murderous intent and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
William had been following the boss for many years and from a single look in his boss’s eyes, he could discern his intent. He glanced in the direction Monk Wuneng had left with a faint sinister smile on his lips and, like a ghost, retreated from the scene.
Monk Wuneng, of course, was not foolish enough to fully trust Boss David’s promise not to lay hands on him within Las Vegas. So, after leaving King’s Boxing Ring, he gritted his teeth and dragged his gravely injured body, seeking to leave Las Vegas as quickly as possible and then find a hidden place to recover in seclusion.
What he never expected was that as soon as he left, William followed with his men, cold gazes watching him like wolves from behind.
As soon as he left Las Vegas, his death would be upon him.
David and William’s subtle maneuvers might deceive Yang Xudong, but not Fang Bai, Long Da, and the rest. However, whether Monk Wuneng lived or died, they simply couldn’t care less.
A moment later, under the courteous farewell of Boss David himself, Fang Bai, Yang Xudong, and the rest left King’s Boxing Ring and returned to the hotel they had first checked into.
This time, the hotel staff’s attitude improved significantly, and both Fang Bai and Yang Xudong were assigned to presidential suites. From then on, everything they would want to enjoy at the hotel would be on the house.
Needless to say, all this was arranged by the owner of the "Caesar" casino, Robertson.
The reason for this was twofold: on one hand, Robertson wanted to appease Yang Xudong and his daughter, to gain their complete forgiveness; on the other hand, Robertson knew that Fang Bai was the "boss" of their group, and by taking good care of the "boss," all problems would be resolved, and he would not have to worry about Fang Bai and the others causing him trouble in the future.
...
In a city like Las Vegas, more than one murder happens every day. The locals are accustomed to this, and the police turn a blind eye.
For instance, today, a body was discovered in the nearby desert.
The deceased was a bald man with a scar on his head, and by his features, he appeared to be from Huaxia.
Some well-informed people, upon hearing the news, quickly discovered that the dead man was a monk, who used to be a boxer under Boss David of the King’s Boxing Ring, named Monk Wuneng.
As for how Monk Wuneng died, no one knew, nor did they care to verify. After all, there are many underground boxing rings in Las Vegas, and it is not uncommon for boxers to die every day.
...
In the heart of the desert near Las Vegas, there is a small oasis that contains a castle predominantly white in color, like a patch of snow in the desert.
This castle has stood in the core area of the desert for over a hundred years. Rarely does anyone know who built it, nor do they know who resides within. The castle is shrouded in mystery.
Since the castle is built in the remotest depths of the desert, few know of its existence. However, in recent years, with the rapid advancement of science and technology, this enigmatic castle in the desert has been exposed more frequently, arousing the curiosity of some explorers. Teams of adventurers have been entering the deep desert in search of this mysterious castle, eager to venture inside and discover its secrets.
But without exception, these adventurous teams have disappeared without a trace shortly after entering the desert, never to be heard from again.
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