Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 1150 - 1148: Arrogance and Crossing the Line (4th Update)

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1148: Arrogance and Crossing the Line (4th Update)

"Not good!!! Trap him! Trap him! Essence blood! Essence blood spilling!" Su Chen’s disdainful, teasing, and uninterested cold smile fell into Wu Yanqing’s eyes, and suddenly, she felt a chilling freeze all over her body, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she let out a shrieking roar.

Immediately.

The forty-nine women moved like machines, following the order.

Without any hesitation or thought.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

......

Forty-nine beams of essence blood glowed, simultaneously flowing, surging towards the interior of that sword array.

After those beams of essence blood entered the sword array, they quickly transformed into a bloody airflow, rippling within the sword array, making the array more solid and sturdy, giving it an all-encompassing feeling.

"Let’s attack again!!!" Wu Yanqing glanced at Zhuge Huaqin and the other two beside her and called out.

At the same time.

Su Chen moved.

"Boom!"

He punched.

This time, Su Chen wasn’t punching in four directions at once, but was focusing on the point in front of him.

Just this one direction, just this one point.

Fist of the Firmament, roaring and vibrating, like a raging divine mountain bellowing!!!

Rolling and trembling endlessly.

The power of the fist was indescribably mighty.

With one punch, the already pale-faced women from the Moon Goddess Palace, who had spat out a mouthful of essence blood, turned even paler, but they persisted.

Swish swish swish swish...

And the sword lights of the four women, led by Wu Yanqing, came again.

Su Chen, still, did not dodge.

Arrogant beyond words, he even licked the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth as a sword light scraped across his cheek, leaving blood all over his face.

"Put some strength into it! Didn’t you have breakfast?!" Then, Su Chen grinned, showing his teeth like a Demon God reborn, he lifted his head and laughed at Wu Yanqing.

As the words fell.

Boom!

Another punch was thrown forward.

This time, the sword array wobbled.

And those forty-nine women holding swords were already trembling, convulsing, on the verge of collapse, almost to the extreme, with no trace of color left on their faces.

"Hold on, hold on!!! Keep using essence blood! If he doesn’t die, Moon Goddess Palace is finished! Fight with your lives, give it your all!" Wu Yanqing roared, almost mad, her face twisted with fear turned madness.

Her eyes were bloodshot.

The longsword in her hand was trembling violently.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

As soon as Wu Yanqing’s screams died down, the forty-nine women really went all out, actually spitting more essence blood.

With another mouthful of essence blood spat out, these forty-nine women were almost all left with just one breath, barely alive, sustained solely by willpower.

"Worthy of respect, but not deserving of sympathy." Su Chen said plainly, raising his hand, and suddenly throwing another punch.

And this time, it was a triple punch combo.

Three punches struck simultaneously forward.

As the three punches landed.

Finally.

The sword array could no longer be maintained.

It had reached its limit.

On top of the sword array, cracks were rolling, each one glaringly clear, like the patterns on a tortoise shell...

Crack crack crack...

Beneath the cracks, the sword array let out its final lament.

Then.

Boom!!!

It dissipated.

Turned into rolling waves of mysterious qi, furiously impacting the surroundings.

And at this moment.

"Explode for me!" Wu Yanqing, indeed, gave her all for the Moon Goddess Palace, her face full of death, rushed directly towards Su Chen, her dantian pushed to the extreme, self-detonation!!! She self-detonated!

Boom!

A thunderous roar, as if a nuclear bomb had suddenly detonated, or like divine thunder crashing to the ground.

The roaring sound waves nearly made everyone’s ears bleed.

The entire grand hall was filled with swirling gravel, swirling dust, and rampant mysterious qi, even the topmost layer of the hall was completely blown off.

"Boss." In the distance, Chen Rang’s previously excited face turned pale again, and even Little Shui Lan bit her lip.

Chen Yan frowned slightly.

However.

A breath later.

"What self-detonation? A pointless sacrifice! Rather a noisy nuisance!" In the endless swirling dust, Su Chen stepped out slowly, his body covered in blood, but with no substantial injuries.

Just superficial wounds.

The key was, with each step he took, the superficial wounds healed by thirty percent, another step, and they healed by seventy percent.

The grand hall was dead silent.

Every martial cultivator was about to grind their teeth to dust!!!

Too terrifying.

This... this... this is simply not a human!

At this moment, Zhuge Huaqin and the other two women exchanged a glance, then gritted their teeth, their faces full of fatal determination...

Then, swish swish swish...

They charged towards Su Chen.

They too wanted to self-detonate.

However. As their bodies just moved, Su Chen... Su Chen was already in front of them like a spectral ghost.

"Trying to self-destruct again? I’ve already told you it’s useless. Why make noise? I allow you to self-destruct! You can self-destruct! I won’t let you self-destruct! Haha... just hold it in!"

Su Chen sneered coldly.

Domineering beyond measure.

Overwhelmingly powerful.

As his voice fell.

Swish swish swish...

The Ancient Dust Sword in his hand had already vanished like a shadow, so fast there was no trace!

Only three sounds were heard, so faint they were like ants screaming.

The three sounds fell.

Zhuge Huaqin and the others clutched their lower abdomens!!!

Resentment.

Venomous hatred.

Trembling terror.

Fear.

Then they slowly fell.

Their dantian in the lower abdomen was completely shattered.

In an instant, they became useless.

Even wanting to self-destruct, there wasn’t a chance. Without the dantian, where could they self-destruct?!

Inside the hall, it became even more silent, as silent as the midnight Chaotic Burial Mound, as dead silent as Hell, as solitary as the Yellow Springs Path.

No one dared to breathe, no one dared to blink.

They just stared at Su Chen.

A few breaths later.

Su Chen turned his head, gradually turning, slowly nodding.

His gaze landed on Zheng Zijiao in the corner!

"Haha... did you enjoy the show? So, I must say, you can also experience this feeling yourself; would you be excited?!" Su Chen locked his gaze onto Zheng Zijiao, laughing as he spoke, his laugh very calm, very indifferent, if any emotion was to be found, it was killing intent.

"You... you... you..." Zheng Zijiao never expected the sudden flames of battle to burn towards her? She was completely dumbfounded.

Her face instantly turned as pale as wax paper.

She forgot how to breathe, forgot her heartbeat.

Only the extreme level of horror remained, she almost couldn’t stand.

Tap tap tap!

Su Chen started moving his steps, walking towards Zheng Zijiao.

However, Su Chen had just taken about six or seven steps and hadn’t approached Zheng Zijiao yet.

No one expected that Xuu Bao, who had been watching, suddenly spoke: "No matter if you slaughter the entire Moon Goddess Palace, I won’t interfere. I don’t know your relationship with Heyue Nishang? I can ignore Heyue Nishang, but I want the Sword King’s Treasure. Besides, Zheng Zijiao is my woman."

Xuu Bao actually spoke?

Zheng Zijiao is his woman!? Unbelievable. No news had been spread at all!

This... this is truly astonishing.

A twist of fate?

Inside the hall, many people opened their mouths wide in shock.

Who is Xuu Bao? His mother was a maid of the Feng Family, and it’s said that she was a maid beside the head of the Feng Family, holding a high status, comparable to the direct lineage children of the Feng Family.

Xuu Bao’s trip to the Moon Goddess Palace clearly had the backing of the Feng Family. The Feng Family is interested in the Sword King’s Treasure, otherwise, could Xuu Bao have presented a true Mortal Shedding Level Elixir?

If it weren’t for Su Chen’s intervention, Xuu Bao would have already obtained Heyue Nishang and the Sword King’s Treasure.

The Feng Family is a First-Order Power!!!

A true First-Order Power.

One of the Three Palaces, Nine Sects, Eighteen Clans!

So, despite Su Chen’s earlier gruesome, astonishing, overwhelming performance, compared to the Feng Family, Su Chen was still insignificant, like the relationship between a shrimp and a shark.

Now, Xuu Bao spoke up, causing the eyes of everyone in the hall to shimmer.

And Zheng Zijiao also slightly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tap tap tap..."

However.

Su Chen acted as if he hadn’t heard Xuu Bao’s voice and continued moving forward towards Zheng Zijiao.

The sound of footsteps seemed even louder.

In an instant, everyone’s expressions in the hall changed drastically.

So arrogant!

Arrogant to the extreme!

Not giving Xuu Bao face? Not giving the Feng Family face?

"Uncle Chang." Xuu Bao’s expression suddenly darkened, squinting his eyes, staring deeply at Su Chen, then suddenly bowed respectfully towards the air.

Then.

In the air, silently, a hunchbacked old man appeared.

This hunchbacked old man wore coarse linen clothes, held a bluish-gray cane in his hand, had white whiskers, looked somewhat scruffy, and had a centipede-like scar on his eyebrow.

After appearing, the old man slowly lifted his head and looked at Su Chen: "Young man, it’s best for you to stop, the Feng Family isn’t something you can provoke. Don’t deceive yourself."

This old man turned out to be in the Fourth Level of the Fixed Character Eternal Domain!

Moreover, his aura was extremely vast and solid, not an ordinary Fixed Character Eternal Domain!

The old man hadn’t deliberately emitted his aura, but inside the hall, those thousands of young talents all turned pale, almost kneeling.

How terrifying.

This old man, how terrifying.

However.

What was shockingly overwhelming was!!!

Su Chen acted truly like a deaf person, continuing to move forward as if he hadn’t heard the old man’s voice at all.

"Young man, reckless youth is a good thing, but if it’s too much, you’re courting death." The old man’s hunchbacked body seemed to straighten slightly, he lifted his old, murky eyes, stared at Su Chen, quietly saying, his voice not cold, but for some unknown reason, almost all the martial cultivators in the hall felt their hearts freeze.

Su Chen finally stopped.

He turned his head, slightly frowned, and coldly said: "If you’re going to make a move, then do it. If not, scram!!! Too much nonsense!"

[To be continued tomorrow, seeking recommendations! The update time seems a bit unstable, but the quantity of updates is still decent, right? Please don’t scold anymore. I’m being scolded to tears. This book has reached the middle stage, it’s really difficult to write, Nanjihai has been trying very hard... I hope everyone understands. Nanjihai will definitely continue to work harder.]