Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 1068 - 1066: No One Can Stop Us (3 more)

Chapter 1068: Chapter 1066: No One Can Stop Us (3 more)

What?!!!

The so-called two choices given by Zhang Qi stunned everyone at the Martial Training Field.

This is madness.

Those... those... those two choices obviously meant forcing Su Chen to join the Cloud Sword Sect, didn’t they?

And once Su Chen joined the Cloud Sword Sect, he could immediately replace Chen Jian.

Indeed, strength and talent are everything.

As for Chen Jian, he was already useless. Who still remembers him? Who still cares about him? Even his Master doesn’t.

The world of martial cultivation can often be this cruel.

Chen Jian, who was limp on the ground, almost passed out. His despair deepened; he felt both sorrow and regret, but more than anything—remorse.

Chen Xingwen trembled as well, almost fainting.

Su Chen joining the Cloud Sword Sect? And directly replacing Chen Jian?

But she had mocked Su Chen earlier, and her relationship with Su Chen had become so tense... what would she do in the future? If Su Chen targeted her, could she still stay in the Cloud Sword Sect? Though Chen Xingwen was also a True Disciple, she was just an ordinary one.

Previously, her standing in the Cloud Sword Sect was far beneath Chen Jian’s.

It was clear that in the future, her position would once again be far beneath Su Chen’s.

Anxious and frightened, Chen Xingwen bit her lip so hard that it was about to bleed.

It seemed she had only two paths left: first, to leave the Cloud Sword Sect, thereby rendering all her previous efforts meaningless. Second, to obtain Su Chen’s forgiveness—which would be no easy feat.

Ji Yu, on the other hand, was somewhat happy and smug. Happy because Su Chen was joining the Cloud Sword Sect, and smug because she was the one who brought Su Chen back. She clearly had an eye for talent, didn’t she? Her contribution to the Cloud Sword Sect couldn’t be overstated.

Du Chi hesitated, his expression grim. He wanted to stop Su Chen from making his choice, because it was clear Su Chen would choose the first path, essentially being forced into the Cloud Sword Sect.

But he couldn’t stop it; he had no ability to.

In Su Chen’s position, anyone would have chosen the first path!!!

"Damn it!" Du Chi cursed inwardly, his heart sinking to the bottom. If Su Chen truly joined the Cloud Sword Sect, then the sect was bound to rise to power rapidly. His heart pounded wildly, and he wished he could rush back to the Thousand Demon Sect immediately to warn them to beware of the Cloud Sword Sect from now on.

While everyone was lost in thought, Su Chen remained silent, offering no response.

Great Elder Zhang Qi spoke again, "Su Chen, which path will you choose?"

"Are these the only two paths?" Su Chen smiled—a smile inexplicable, unnerving.

"Only these two paths!" Zhang Qi’s expression grew slightly heavier.

"No, there’s a third path," Su Chen blinked and said, "I could kill you, or the others in the Cloud Sword Sect—or even everyone—and then leave the sect."

With these words from Su Chen—

The Martial Training Field was like a swelling balloon about to burst!

Everyone’s eyes widened, their eyeballs almost popping out.

Madness.

He’s truly insane.

Had they not heard it with their own ears, they would hardly believe it.

Could this even be real?

"Young man, being overly arrogant isn’t a good thing," Zhang Qi’s face darkened, turning extremely sour. He had believed the treatment offered in the first path was exceedingly generous, and never could he have imagined Su Chen would refuse.

Not just him; who else present could have foreseen this? Even Du Chi didn’t expect it.

"But I like arrogance," Su Chen’s smile grew more pronounced.

"You..." Zhang Qi barely restrained his impulse to act. He took a deep breath, his voice now hoarse, "Why refuse to join the Cloud Sword Sect? Why refuse to become my disciple?"

"Do you want the truth or a lie?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

"The truth."

"The truth is, the Cloud Sword Sect is too small a pond to contain me, a dragon crossing mighty rivers. And you... are unworthy to be my master." Su Chen spoke earnestly, word by word.

"You court death!!!" Zhang Qi nearly lost his sanity; Su Chen’s arrogance defied all limits, becoming boundless—to the extent of ignoring the heavens. How could that be tolerated?

Zhang Qi raised his hand.

Whoosh whoosh...

Immediately, winds and clouds surged like waves, vast and thunderous. Mysterious Qi roared furiously, resembling a tsunami from a boundless ocean. A colossal gray-white palm imprint emerged, seemingly as massive as a mountain, blotting out the sky and sun. Its fingers clenched, its palm glowed—radiating a majestic aura mixed with endless killing intent. With unstoppable momentum, it locked onto Su Chen and descended furiously.

The strength of a Sixth-Level Peak Eternal Sovereign Realm practitioner was displayed in full!

Even Du Chi’s expression changed; he retreated several steps backward.

But Su Chen remained unmoving, his face showing no sign of change.

In an instant—

It was upon him.

The colossal palm imprint descended upon Su Chen like a collapsing heavenly pillar, or a tidal wave crashing toward him!!!

Its might was chillingly terrifying, its spectacle akin to a fantastical divine realm.

From afar, Ji Yu’s face turned deathly pale. She wanted to say something but hesitated. She wished she could stop Su Chen—there was no need for this; Su Chen didn’t have to oppose the Cloud Sword Sect and fight to the death. He’d undoubtedly die. There wasn’t even a deep grudge between them. But at this moment—how could she intervene?

Chen Xingwen, on the other hand, was full of exhilarated excitement. Who could’ve guessed Su Chen would reject what was offered? Who could’ve guessed Su Chen would choose the path of death? Who couldn’t see that Su Chen was an impulsive fool? With a shift of events, her excitement surged.

Her gaze locked on Su Chen tightly, waiting—waiting for him to be reduced to ashes. Who could he blame? Only himself.

The Cloud Sword Sect’s Sect Master and others sighed faintly.

Su Chen was about to die at the hands of the Great Elder—a pity, really. He was an extraordinarily rare prodigy, the likes of which hadn’t appeared in millions of years!

Even Du Chi wasn’t anywhere close to being his match—far from it.

If he didn’t die and agreed to join the Cloud Sword Sect, the sect could thrive for at least ten thousand years.

It was a pity. Truly a pity.

But pity or not, Su Chen had to die.

A monstrous talent like Su Chen—if he wasn’t one of their own, the best outcome was to ensure he was dead.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

......

In a flash of lightning, Su Chen drew his sword.

It was, as ever, a sword used with all his might.

It was, as ever, a sword deduced to its ultimate potential.

It was, as ever, an utterly unrestrained, frenzied sword.

Three strikes in succession.

Each strike was dragon-like, containing unparalleled strength, sublime Sword Rhyme, and exquisite swordsmanship. When combined, they created a flawless sword—one capable of shaking heaven and earth. Unless Zhang Qi possessed overwhelming strength to crush him, there was no blocking this sword.

Ultimately, Zhang Qi was only at Sixth-Level Peak Eternal Sovereign Realm—far from having such crushing power.

Notably, Su Chen hadn’t even tapped into Jiuyou’s strength.

The three strikes emerged sequentially, each as if alive, brimming with spirit.

Soon—

The first Sword Light collided with the vast, imposing palm imprint.

Upon collision, there was silence.

The first Sword Light vanished instantly, seemingly devoured.

No match for the palm imprint.

But upon closer inspection, one would notice the palm imprint’s hue had faintly dulled.

Next—

The second Sword Light collided with the palm imprint.

This time, there was sound.

A faint sound.

A crack!

Under everyone’s stunned gazes, fine cracks began to appear across the palm imprint—like rune patterns etched upon it—creating a striking visual effect.

And then—

The third Sword Light collided with the palm imprint.

This time.

Boom!!!

It shattered.

The massive palm imprint collapsed like a crumbling Divine Mountain, rippling from above the Nine Heavens, engulfing the sky and roiling the sea of Qi. It swept outward with terrifying force, smashing and leveling everything in its path. In moments, it pushed everything aside, demolishing all. Nearly everyone at the Martial Training Field activated their Mysterious Qi Protective Shield to resist—even then, half of the martial cultivators suffered severe injuries. The entire Cloud Sword Sect’s Martial Training Field was as though it might be razed to the ground.

Such horror.

Zhang Qi’s eyes twitched violently, almost blinding him.

He hadn’t held back!

He’d used all his strength in that palm strike.

And yet... it had been broken?

By a mere Eighth-Level Heaven Earth Dominating Realm youth?

It felt as though Zhang Qi’s Divine Soul had been stripped away, leaving an illusory sensation.

How could this happen?

At that moment—

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

......

Yet Su Chen displayed not the slightest emotional fluctuation. In battle, he was the War God who fought against heaven and earth! Only when victory or defeat was determined would he experience emotion.

Until then, it was only—battle! Battle!! Battle!!!

Su Chen’s pitch-black eyes flickered as his battle intent boiled fiercely.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The Ancient Dust Sword roared, like a maddened dragon preying, trembling and roaring. Three consecutive Sword Lights burst forth, slicing like Grim Reapers through the air, heading straight for Zhang Qi.

In that instant, the aura of death enveloped everything; the entire Cloud Sword Sect seemed to have plunged into the Abyss.

"This is not good." In that moment, the Cloud Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s face transformed in horror, trembling with fear and trepidation. He shouted urgently, "Spare him!"

The Sect Master knew the Great Elder could not withstand those three Sword Lights.

If he couldn’t withstand them, it could mean death.

And so, the Sect Master intervened, moving to stop things between Su Chen and Zhang Qi.

"Go to hell!!! If it were me on the brink of death, would you still yell ’Spare him!’?" Su Chen roared venomously, his face twisted into a savage expression as he bellowed, "This old bastard will definitely die, and no one can save him!"

Just as his furious accusation sounded—

A black skeleton abruptly materialized, like a Grim Reaper descending upon the world. Black beams of light radiated rapidly, locking onto the Cloud Sword Sect’s Sect Master attempting to intervene.

At this moment, Su Chen’s battle intent was demonic; his gaze was twisted with haunting ferocity.

One man battling two—his battle spirit surged without fear.

Battle!

Battle!!

Battle!!!

Zhang Qi was destined to die; no one could stop it.

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