Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 458 - 452: Last Wish, You Can Speak Out (1st Update)

Chapter 458: Chapter 452: Last Wish, You Can Speak Out (1st Update)

"Impudence!!!" Su Chen dared to speak to the young master like that? Without waiting for Wu Yin to speak, Wu Yunyang exploded in rage, his eyes suddenly lifting like shooting swords directly at Su Chen. With a thunderous shout, a wave of furious sound surged and rolled tumultuously, like giant waves crashing and a tsunami towering, the sound waves howling and piling up as they pounced toward Su Chen.

Suddenly.

Behind Su Chen, the Lin Family Hall’s carved railings, crystal stone cups, redwood tables and chairs, and the towering columns, all rapidly shattered under Wu Yunyang’s fierce shout. The scene was terrifying, almost like a demon’s feat. Those who were slightly closer to Su Chen also suffered, their faces turned horribly red with blood flowing endlessly, in excruciating pain, madly clutching their heads and grotesquely begging for mercy.

Only Su Chen stood there, as if all of this had nothing to do with him, as if he had been born a lifeless ancient well.

"Kill him!" Wu Yin said lightly from mid-air, making it sound trivial, as if killing Su Chen was as easy as killing any Tom, Dick, and Harry.

"Yes, young master!" Wu Yunyang’s body trembled as he nodded gravely. His eyes became darker and colder as he stared at Su Chen, his voice sinister, "You could have avoided death, boy. You possess peerless talent for martial cultivation but don’t know the principles of staying alive. There are some people you simply should not provoke, and some things you should not touch!"

As he spoke, Wu Yunyang’s voice grew increasingly murderous, almost freezing the entire world!

Meanwhile, the area around the Lin Family Hall grew utterly silent.

In an instant.

"Ten Thousand Blood Hand!!!" Wu Yunyang’s eyes brightened intensely, muscles on his right arm wildly undulating, Mysterious Qi flowing like a turbulent sea. All the Mysterious Qi gathered on his right hand in a fraction of a breath, turning it blood-red as if freshly pulled from a Blood Pool, strikingly vivid and eerily grotesque.

A fraction of a breath later, Wu Yunyang suddenly swung his right arm, thousands of times.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

A blood-red fist seal appeared.

As soon as the blood-red fist seal emerged, everyone in the Lin Family Hall instinctively clutched at their chests. They stared at the fist seal, mysteriously feeling as though their hearts were being shattered and pulverized.

The blood-red fist seal burst into the air, creating a deadly silent void around it.

As the fist seal moved forward, silent as a dream, it targeted Su Chen’s heart, advancing strangely.

It was terrifying!

Wu Yunyang’s move brought a shock and awe far greater than Lin Tengye’s previous efforts. Though both were in the First and Second Levels of the Divine Power Realm, the difference was too vast; they were simply not in the same league.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored fist seal had already reached right in front of Su Chen.

This time, would Su Chen still respond with that casual punch? Many people secretly harbored some expectations.

In a flash.

Su Chen made his move.

To everyone’s astonishment... Su Chen really did respond with that very same casual punch?!?!?

Wu Yunyang’s expression turned ugly instantly. Su Chen’s arrogance and audacity far exceeded his imagination.

Previously, he and young master Wu Yin had been hiding in the Void, secretly observing all of Su Chen’s fights against Lin Qiming, Lin Tengye, and others.

Of course, they also saw that Su Chen had used only his fists from start to finish!

Unexpectedly... in his own fight against them, it remained the same.

For this reason alone, he deserved to die!!!

At the same time.

Suddenly.

Thud...

A dull, oppressive collision sound spread.

Fist met blood hand seal.

The blood-colored fist seal scattered instantly, drifting like feathers scattered through the heavens and earth, fluttering everywhere, leaving a crimson world in its wake.

Su Chen’s punch had... had... succeeded again? Was attacking a Divine Power Realm Second Level Martial Artist just a matter of one punch for Su Chen?

For a moment, a few Martial Cultivators around fainted outright, unable to accept it, unable to accept it at all.

Xu Yaoyao, who had been worried, let out a slight sigh of relief, her eyes complex as she stared at Su Chen.

Many people present gradually understood. Seemingly, every time Su Chen made a move, his casual punches were his strongest techniques!

Thinking this way, it seemed normal.

At this moment, Su Chen wasn’t having an easy time, as he staggered three steps back.

Moreover, fresh blood had seeped out from his fist, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Divine Power Realm Second Level Martial Artist, indeed powerful!" Su Chen muttered to himself, his eyes flickering, not with fear or dread, rather with excitement.

The punch he had just thrown, wielding the strength of seventeen hundred dragons, was his limit without deploying his Heavenly Fury Arm.

Barely managing to match Wu Yunyang’s attack also allowed Su Chen to have a direct understanding of his own strength.

At this moment, Wu Yunyang was squinting his eyes, his expression looking rather unpleasant!!!

His Ten Thousand Blood Hand might not be his strongest technique, but it was certainly not weak, especially since he had not held back when he had thrown that move.

That technique, when used against a typical Divine Power Realm Second Level Martial Artist, would obliterate them directly. He hadn’t expected it would be smashed by Su Chen’s punch?

This far exceeded his expectations.

Wu Yunyang stared intently at Su Chen, apprehension hidden in his gaze. A youngster with such capability was certainly monstrous!

Even when compared to his own son, Wu Yin.

His son had access to the Wu Family’s Martial Cultivation Resources from childhood, and besides, his son was several years older than Su Chen.

All things considered, Su Chen seemed to be even more exceptional than his son.

But for this very reason, Su Chen had to die!

In midair.

Wu Yin’s expression turned slightly darker.

At last, Su Chen’s recent punch had shocked him and made him take Su Chen seriously.

Despite how Su Chen had seemingly effortlessly crushed Lin Qiming, Lin Zonglong, and Lin Tengye, appearing victorious, Wu Yin thought little of it.

He considered the entire Lin Family trash. What was there to be proud of in defeating a few pieces of trash?

Not until Su Chen’s punch shattered Wu Yunyang’s Ten Thousand Blood Hand.

It was completely different now.

Wu Yin knew Wu Yunyang too well. Even though his servant wasn’t very formidable, he was not weak either. Even Wu Yin himself would need several moves to defeat Wu Yunyang.

"However, that’s his limit!" Then, Wu Yin calmed the slight shock within him, murmured to himself indifferently, and coldly glanced at Su Chen.

Just as Wu Yin thought, Wu Yunyang also let out a sigh of relief.

After all, at this moment, Su Chen was injured and had stepped back, hadn’t he? He had reached his limit.

But Wu Yunyang knew that he himself hadn’t reached his limit yet.

This meant.

Su Chen had lost.

This loss was death.

"Young man, you are truly monstrous, I respect that, so, if you have any last words or wishes, you may speak them now!" Wu Yunyang stared deeply at Su Chen, his voice eerie.