Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 448 - 442 Terrifying Strength (3 more)

Chapter 448: Chapter 442 Terrifying Strength (3 more)

"But..."

"There are no buts!" Li Dinglin absolutely did not want Feng Chunming to take the risk. It was already certain that he was no match for the opponent, and to challenge at this time would not only be embarrassing, but might also result in the Nan Ling Sect losing a genius.

At this moment, Lin Qiming offered a faint smile, his gaze sweeping over the man from Tianyao Sect who was in the mid-phase of the Sixth Level Dongxu Realm. This man was named Wei Xing, another man from Yidao Gate in the later stage of the Sixth Level Dongxu Realm, named Song Diao, and Feng Chunming. Not only these, but his gaze continued to wander, finally landing on Du Rufeng, the sole son of the head of the Du Family in Qingyi City, who was also in the mid-phase of the Sixth Level Dongxu Realm.

Then.

Lin Qiming bowed slightly and said, "The four of you, why don’t you all fight me instead!"

At this remark.

The hall fell eerily silent!!!

One second ago, Lin Qiming had been all politeness; the next, he was unleashed and reckless.

In the entire hall, apart from Lin Qiming, the strongest among the young people were Tianyao Sect’s Wei Xing, Yidao Gate’s Song Diao, Nan Ling Sect’s Feng Chunming, and Du Rufeng of Qingyi City’s Du Family.

These four, the least advanced among them was at the mid-phase of the Sixth Level Dongxu Realm, each one a genius among geniuses, long renowned.

They had even skipped Lin Zonglong’s grand birthday celebration a few days ago. Competing with someone like Lin Xian was simply beneath them.

But now... Lin Qiming was to battle all four by himself?

That was exceedingly arrogant! Boundlessly so!

All at once, the faces of Wei Xing, Song Diao, Feng Chunming, and Du Rufeng turned frosty.

Geniuses are proud, so naturally, such humiliation lit a raging fire within them.

Not just them—Li Dinglin, Wang Chengwang, and others all had looks of displeasure written on their faces.

"Qiming..." Lin Zonglong frowned slightly, feeling his son might be overestimating himself. It would have been possible to challenge them one by one, so why risk everything to fight all four at once? That was far too dangerous.

"Dad, trust me!" Lin Qiming glanced at Lin Zonglong, then continued looking at Wei Xing and the others, "All four of you together, if I can’t win in ten moves, I lose!!!"

Madness.

It was truly madness.

Lin Qiming, seemingly not satisfied with the stakes, raised the difficulty further still.

For a moment, the hall was charged with a suppressed excitement, those who weren’t directly involved watched eagerly, their breath held tight.

"I hope your skill is as impressive as your courage!" Wei Xing narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Then.

Wei Xing, Song Diao, Feng Chunming, and Du Rufeng all approached Lin Qiming, while others began to move back, clearing the space in the middle.

"Make your move!" Lin Qiming said with a smile, still full of insolence, urging Wei Xing and the others to strike first.

"Zhen Shi Fist!!!" Without any hesitation, Wei Xing was the first to launch an attack, his Mysterious Qi like a dragon, vast and powerful. His fist technique was intense, the momentum like a rainbow, accompanied by a dazzling milky-white light, a vivid and glaring Fist Seal directly plunged into the air.

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly, the space vibrated, the entire hall trembled slightly and shook, the Fist Seal was extremely restrained, its energy pure, immensely compressed, locking onto Lin Qiming, and struck with eerie precision.

As Wei Xing threw his punch, many skilled Martial Cultivators in the audience nodded in approval, a Perfect level inferior Earth tier martial skill, very good!

Even many veteran powerhouses couldn’t refine an inferior Earth tier martial skill to the Perfection, but Wei Xing had done it, truly a super genius of Tianyao Sect.

And as Wei Xing made his move, Feng Chunming also refused to be outdone, drawing his sword without any complexity or flourish.

"Hiss..."

A sword swept out.

Fast, just one word—fast, fast to a horrifying degree!

Many people’s faces slightly changed, showing both shock and desire — this was the most powerful sword move of the Nan Ling Sect, known as "Heaven Breaking Sword Draw."

This sword move emphasized one thing: speed. All the power of the sword moves was fully displayed in the instant the sword was drawn, shining with a momentary brilliance.

When Feng Chunming drew his sword, at least more than half of the audience didn’t even see the sword light!!!

Both Wei Xing and Feng Chunming had already taken their turns, stunning everyone to the point of gasping for air, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

How could Song Diao and Du Rufeng not make their move? Suddenly, Du Rufeng vanished into the air above with a flash, moving as silently as a specter.

Then.

"Whooosh..."

Amidst the mournful whistling of the air, Du Rufeng appeared right above Lin Qiming’s head and stomped down.

The footprint, dark and terrifying, was enveloped by a thick layer of black Mysterious Qi, pressing down heavily; below, the ground began to collapse, and the air started to annihilate.

Such was the heaviness of the impact that even those far away felt chilled and involuntarily gasped.

What an incredible move by Du Rufeng!

Then it was Song Diao’s turn.

While Wei Xing and the others were at the mid-phase of the Sixth Turn Hollow Void Realm, Song Diao was different; he was in the later stage, the strongest among the four.

Song Diao stood in place, holding a blood-colored huge sword. After Wei Xing and the others made their moves, he remained expressionless, his eyes shining brightly. Suddenly, he looked up and shouted with a vibrating throat, "Explosive Knife!"

The sound fell.

The blood-colored large sword he held was lifted directly. The sword momentum boiled like hot water, shrouded in a misty blood color. A dazzling sword shadow emerged, chilling to the bone, and exploded decisively.

The sword shadow was like a bloodthirsty dragon, opening its huge mouth, devouring, raging, and whistling; the visual effect was incredibly shocking.

As the blood-colored sword imprint moved forward, everything in front of it turned to void, leaving only Lin Qiming.

...

Inside the hall, everyone’s hearts seemed to have stopped, their scalps tingling as if electricity was passing through them.

They could not imagine the immense pressure Lin Qiming was under at this moment! The combined efforts of Wei Xing and his companions were earth-shattering, simply too strong! Too strong indeed!

Even Lin Zonglong was so nervous he couldn’t breathe, staring intently at Lin Qiming, as if ready to intervene should Lin Qiming fail to withstand the onslaught.

In an instant.

It came.

The ultimate moves unleashed by Wei Xing and his group, exerting even two hundred percent of their strength, all arrived.

Looking at Lin Qiming, all there was, was a faint smile and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly.

Lin Qiming opened his mouth and shouted fiercely, "Break!!!"

In an instant.

The milky-white Fist Seal, already before his eyes, actually paused and then, in front of several pairs of stunned eyes, it really shattered.

It just shattered in such a strange way?

A fierce roar, a Fist Seal struck with full force by a mid-phase sixth-level Dongxu Realm superb talent, just... just... just shattered like that?

How could that be possible?

Especially for Wei Xing, he stood there dumbfounded, his mind a blank, stupidly staring at what was happening before him. Since when had his Fist Seal become so weak?

And in the hall, especially for the powerhouses like Li Dinglin, Xu Zhenxiong, and Ling Zhigao, all were incredibly shocked, their eyes flickering.