Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 208 - 208 201 Certain Death

208: Chapter 201: Certain Death 208: Chapter 201: Certain Death On the Martial Battle Platform.

Su Chen touched his nose and eyed his opponent strangely, “Are you sure you’re not moving, letting me attack first?”

“What do you think?” Foong Anlong was getting impatient, “Don’t waste my time!”

“Alright then!” Su Chen nodded.

And then.

Indeed, without wasting any more time, Su Chen raised his fist without a word and smashed it towards Foong Anlong!!!

Su Chen’s punch seemed simple and ordinary, and even after he threw his punch, under the Martial Battle Platform, Yu Jianbo and Yun Jinning couldn’t help but shake their heads.

In their view, Su Chen was even worse than they had imagined.

However.

In fact, at the very instant Su Chen’s punch was thrown, Foong Anlong’s whole body suddenly shook violently, and his pupils contracted to the extreme.

He actually felt danger!

It was an extremely fierce, extremely forceful, extremely chilling, and extremely terrifying danger.

Even Foong Anlong was certain that the most pure danger he had felt in his twenty-four years of life was at this moment, as Su Chen’s fist was being thrown.

Foong Anlong forgot the bravado he had just announced, and under the instinct of life-threatening danger, he unconsciously raised his fist to meet it head-on.

“What’s going on?” Below the Martial Battle Platform, Yu Jianbo was somewhat astonished.

Foong Anlong had just said he wouldn’t fight back, just stand there, but in a blink of an eye…

Chen Teng and Wang Li were also somewhat embarrassed and confused.

Yun Jinning frowned even more.

Going back on his word was worse than not boasting at all.

Her impression of Foong Anlong was plummeting rapidly.

In the blink of an eye!!!

“Boom!” The shockwave reverberated, exploding over the Martial Battle Platform like a massive meteor falling from the sky.

The sound was terrifying, like sharp needles scattering and rippling outwards.

At the same time.

Scuttering steps…

Under the gaze of thousands, Foong Anlong staggered backward, one step, two steps, three steps, five steps, ten steps…

unable to stop.

In the blink of an eye, he actually fell off the Martial Battle Platform.

And it wasn’t over yet.

After falling off the Martial Battle Platform, Foong Anlong’s whole body crashed heavily to the ground, still frantically sliding backward.

Until…

Twenty or thirty meters away from the Martial Battle Platform.

Only then did Foong Anlong stop!

When he stopped.

“Aaah aaah…” Foong Anlong bellowed, his screams frantic, ferocious, tragic, and piercing as he curled up his body, desperately clinging to his right fist with his left hand.

But his right fist was a horrific sight, no longer in the shape of a fist, bloody and blurred, with bone fractures visibly jarring.

Blood spread, flowing down Foong Anlong’s right arm, dripping quickly to the ground.

Foong Anlong looked to be more than just disheveled; he looked as if he had just been through a tremendous explosion!!!

The arena fell silent, apart from Foong Anlong’s screams, no one else made a sound.

Yu Jianbo stood up abruptly, his mind, gaze, and heart exploding with shock as he fixedly stared at Foong Anlong and then violently turned to Su Chen on the Martial Battle Platform.

This look drove him close to madness.

Su Chen seemed…

seemed…

unperturbed.

How could this be?

In Yu Jianbo’s mind, it was as if a world-devouring beast was roaring…

a buzzing scream.

Yun Jinning was not much better off, her beautiful eyes obviously stuck in a long daze, her delicate hands subconsciously clenched together, tightly.

Her beautiful face was frozen in expression, as if turned to sculpture.

As for Chen Teng and Wang Li, they were shaking their heads, shaking them violently, refusing to believe that this was real!

“You see, I didn’t waste your time, did I?” The next moment, Su Chen spoke, still serene and indifferent, his carefree demeanor tinged with a hint of nonchalance, his aloofness mixed with some playfulness.

With Su Chen’s speaking.

“Su Chen!!!”

“Su Chen!!!”

“Su Chen!!!”

……

Under the Martial Battle Platform, thousands of Chengfeng University students, as if mad, roared, using all their strength to yell out Su Chen’s name.

Including Leng Mang, Wan Jun, Zheng Bu, and Hou Li, all flushed with excitement, swinging their fists, roaring.

“Young Master…” At this moment, the elderly man with the round cap who had accompanied Foong Anlong rushed to his side.

He helped Foong Anlong to his feet.

And from his bosom, he took out a silver clear half-inch tall little bottle and poured out a dark red pill the size of a big thumb’s cap, stuffing it into Foong Anlong’s mouth.

After Foong Anlong swallowed it, in no more than a dozen breaths, it was clearly visible that his ghastly right fist stopped bleeding.

With teeth clenched and face as pale as paper, Foong Anlong lifted his head, his eyes filled with venomous hatred, staring fixedly at Su Chen.

He roared, “I want you dead!!!”

Then.

Foong Anlong’s uninjured left hand suddenly grabbed the silver-white longsword he carried, his entire person like a starving wild beast spotting a delicious meal, rushing forward frantically.

Under the vast Mysterious Qi, his feet moved like shuttles, as if they were the wind and lightning, rapidly hurtling forward.

Along the way, Foong Anlong wielded the silver-white longsword, exhibiting the Fong Family’s strongest “Life-Seizing Sword” to two hundred percent of its capacity, his wrist continuously overturning, Mysterious Qi undulating without end…

The silver-white longsword seemed to have a soul, screeching and howling as it cleaved the air, with deep white shadows, enshrouded in strange whirling winds, furiously gathering momentum.

Evil Qi!

As Foong Anlong rapidly gathered and built up the momentum for “Life-Seizing Sword,” the Martial Battle Platform to the front and back, above and below, was enveloped in the Evil Qi emanating from the longsword in his hand, which was extremely violent and bloody.

One whiff made one’s whole body cold, sending shivers to the bone.

For a moment, many students from Chengfeng University subconsciously held their breath.

Yu Jianbo nodded slightly; Foong Anlong’s sword was indeed very strong, and he could feel a profound threat.

“It seems that with that previous punch, Foong Anlong made a mistake and didn’t use his full strength,” Yu Jianbo muttered to himself.

However, even so, his opinion of Su Chen rose from the ground to the sky.

After all, even if Foong Anlong hadn’t used his full strength and made a mistake earlier, the fact that Su Chen could deliver such a devastating punch to make Foong Anlong so miserable was enough to label him a talent.

Soon.

Foong Anlong had already rushed onto the Martial Battle Platform and arrived in front of Su Chen.

“Hmmm…”

Just then, what no one had expected was that Foong Anlong’s silver-white sword suddenly increased its speed by a level, and moreover, it carried the clear sound of Thunderous Echo.

Yu Jianbo’s eyes shone, “How is it possible?

Foong Anlong has actually combined the Fong Family’s ‘Life-Seizing Sword’ with the ‘Thunderous Echo,’ two completely different types of martial skills?

And, it seems like the sword is also carrying a hint of the wind’s Intent!!!”

Yu Jianbo was deeply moved, his face flushed with excitement.

He was certain that if it were him, he absolutely couldn’t block Foong Anlong’s sword.

So strong!

Foong Anlong’s strength was even greater than he had imagined.

“It looks like he really did make a mistake before!” Yu Jianbo became increasingly certain.

Next to him, hearing her teacher’s words, Yun Jinning’s beautiful eyes sparkled, full of brilliance.

She naturally knew what astonishing talent for martial cultivation was needed to merge two martial skills, and she was also well aware of what the concept of Intent was.

“Why doesn’t Su Chen move?

Is he scared stiff?” Then, Yu Jianbo muttered anxiously.

He saw that Foong Anlong’s terrifying sword was already right in front of Su Chen’s eyes, yet Su Chen…

remained motionless.

He was naturally anxious.

Su Chen’s punch from before had already proven his worth, and Yu Jianbo cherished talent; he didn’t want to see Su Chen die at Foong Anlong’s hands, but at this moment, Su Chen still wasn’t moving, and it was truly too late!

Without a doubt, death was certain!

Foong Anlong’s move was clearly a killing blow.

Yu Jianbo knew even more that he was too late to save anyone now, and he didn’t have the strength to rescue Su Chen from Foong Anlong’s hands.

For a while, Yu Jianbo’s face went from excited red to pale white.

After a blink of an eye.

Foong Anlong’s silver-white longsword was only an inch away from Su Chen.

It was alarmingly close.

Yu Jianbo and Yun Jinning couldn’t help wanting to close their eyes, imagining the scene of a beheading.

But just then!!!

Suddenly.

“Trash!” Su Chen’s two words, indifferent and disdainful, suddenly resonated, so unexpectedly, so without warning.

And.

At the very same instant, Su Chen swiftly raised his fist, its speed astonishing, too fast for the eyes to catch a clear glimpse…

One percent of a breath later.

“Ding…”

The piercing sound of metal breaking, unbearably loud, erupted spontaneously.

In front of all eyes.

Su Chen’s fist landed on Foong Anlong’s silver-white longsword, which was only half a foot away from him!!!

And it broke apart completely.

One punch.

Sword broken.

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