Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 449 - 443: Give Me Some Face (4 more updates)

Chapter 449: Chapter 443: Give Me Some Face (4 more updates)

Others couldn’t tell how Lin Qiming managed to shatter Wei Xing’s punch with just a fierce roar, but Xu Zhenxiong and the others could see through it.

That shout from Lin Qiming just now was clearly a Sound Wave Martial Skill!

And it was a very advanced Sound Wave Martial Skill.

In the Divine Martial Continent, Swordsmanship, Fist Technique, Sword Technique, and Movement Technique are the four most common types of martial skills, covering over ninety percent.

Other martial skills are quite niche.

Especially the Sound Wave Martial Skills, those are extremely rare within the rare, and who would have thought Lin Qiming had mastered one!!!?

It was enough to make one green with envy and also deeply wary.

In the hall, while everyone else was in a state of shock, Lin Qiming, after his Sound Wave Martial Skill shout, didn’t pause, his figure trembling slightly.

This tremble once again astonished everyone, too fast, so fast that even afterimages seemed to overlap, so fast that hardly anyone present could really see where Lin Qiming’s true body was.

One hundredth of a breath later.

"Crack!"

On the southwest wall of the Lin Family’s hall, a Sword Scar, deep and clear, embedded itself profoundly.

It was Feng Chunming’s "Heaven Breaking Sword Draw", which had not hit Lin Qiming, as he had just used his movement technique to effortlessly and directly avoid it.

This... this... this was too horrifying. Generally speaking, it’s very difficult to evade when locked onto by a martial skill.

Because martial skills travel through the air at extremely fast speeds, and what’s more with "Heaven Breaking Sword Draw"? It lives by speed, thrives by speed.

Yet even so, the fact was right before their eyes.

Is Lin Qiming still human?

Inside the hall, consecutive sounds of people swallowing their saliva echoed.

And in that same instant, while avoiding the "Heaven Breaking Sword Draw", Lin Qiming’s smile grew three folds richer, and he suddenly raised his fist, casually smashing towards the space above his head.

"Bang!!!"

Amidst the shocking noise, it was evident that Du Rufeng’s fist was now bloodied and bone-exposed, as he flew backwards into the air, severely injured.

"Hahaha... Nice Sword!" Then, before the minds of those present could catch up, they heard Lin Qiming burst into loud laughter, offering a compliment, while a sword appeared in his hand: "Sword against sword, I wonder who is superior?"

As his words fell.

"Boom..."

Lin Qiming directly slashed out with his sword.

In terms of visual effect, his slash was far less impressive than Song Diao’s.

But.

The moment his sword slashed out, Li Dinglin, Wang Chengwang and others abruptly changed color, their eyes filled with deep shock and horror.

The Sword Intent of this slash had already reached Minute Entry.

Intent can also be graded: Minor Completion, Great Achievement, Perfection, Minute Entry, Spiritual God, among others...

Normally, martial arts geniuses with a deep understanding of martial skills will have decent Intent, like Wei Xing, who was near Perfection in his Fist Technique.

But to reach the level of Minute Entry Intent.

That is too rare.

Not to mention the younger generation; even among the older generation like Li Dinglin and Wang Chengwang, very few could step into the realm of Minute Entry.

"A monster among talents, one in ten million!" Li Dinglin murmured to himself, with envy and jealousy.

At the same time.

"Hiss!"

Amidst the grating sound, the sword light unleashed by Lin Qiming directly split Song Diao’s sword light in half.

...

The entire process took about just three to five breaths!

Lin Qiming, fighting four people alone, was unhurried and calm, completely overwhelming all four opponents’ techniques, and even, he seriously wounded Du Rufeng.

The battle up to this point no longer needed to continue; the outcome was already determined, and that was that the combined strength of four was no match for Lin Qiming. What’s more, it seemed Lin Qiming hadn’t even used his full strength.

"We’ve lost!" Wei Xing took a deep breath, his face pale, and said solemnly.

Song Diao and Feng Chunming remained silent but tacitly agreed.

Du Rufeng, who was clutching his fist, stood shakily at the corner, his face devoid of color, his injuries quite severe. He lifted his eyes and stared at Lin Qiming with deep trepidation.

Within the hall, following Wei Xing’s surrender, silence still reigned. Among those present, the vast majority simply could not accept what they were seeing.

They had anticipated that Lin Qiming might be strong, but they had severely underestimated him!

To dominate four people alone, how domineering was that? How talented? How monstrously gifted?

Just considering the younger generation, Lin Qiming’s presence had already put the Lin Family ahead of Wind Chant City and all the nearby forces.

If one were to think further, with such talent for martial cultivation, could Lin Qiming perhaps join a Fourth Rank Force, or even a Third Rank Force in the future? By then, with a powerful backer, who would dare to provoke the Lin Family?

Many were weighed down with heavy hearts, as the impact and threat Lin Qiming presented were even more terrifying than those of the Lin Family’s old ancestors, Lin Tengye. Lin Qiming was destined to be a rising giant dragon!

"Hahaha... Excellent! Excellent!! Excellent!!!" Soon, Lin Zonglong erupted into laughter, his face beaming with joy, almost losing his composure: "My son, wonderfully done!"

Even the Old Ancestor Lin Tengye looked at Lin Qiming deeply: "Very good!"

Lin Tengye openly praised him.

Then.

"Applause..."

In the hall, thunderous applause broke out.

Few were sincere, but not clapping was not an option, and offending the Lin Family had become even more unthinkable now that they were so unstoppable!

"Yaoyao, back then... alas..." Xu Zhenxiong felt somewhat despondent and shook his head: "Back then, if you had truly accepted Lin Qiming’s pursuit, then..."

Truth be told, Xu Zhenxiong was feeling some regret.

If his granddaughter had truly become a couple with Lin Qiming, then... Of course, now it was just wishful thinking.

"Grandpa, although he is strong, and has great talent, I just don’t like him!" Xu Yaoyao stubbornly said: "I want to find a man I truly like, otherwise, I won’t marry at all in this lifetime!"

"Alas!" Xu Zhenxiong didn’t say anything more, just sighed. Lin Qiming was really too monstrously gifted!!! Such a missed opportunity!

Just then, out of the blue, Lin Qiming glanced at Zhou Feng in the corner and then with a smile said, "I’ve heard before that the geniuses of the Burning Heaven Sect are all capable of outclass fighting, far stronger than their realms would suggest. After all, my good-for-nothing brother is still unconscious from the beating he received at the Burning Heaven Sect! So, I wonder if this genius from the Burning Heaven Sect would honor me with a spar, perhaps exchange a couple of moves?"

Lin Qiming suddenly issued a challenge.

Zhou Feng was stunned.

Lin Qiming wanted to challenge him?!

Truth be told, when Lin Qiming was fighting Wei Xing and the other three, he couldn’t even make out Lin Qiming’s silhouette; was his strength not a hundred times inferior?

Even the Great Elder himself had said that he was no match for this Lin Qiming.

And now, someone whom he felt unqualified to even look up to was challenging him?!

Zhou Feng’s complexion turned ashen, his body trembling, terrorized to the extreme.

Inside the hall, many also looked at Zhou Feng with a blend of schadenfreude and pity.

The poor kid from the Burning Heaven Sect, truly a tragic figure.