Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1570 - 1566 What’s the background of this guy? (Three updates!)

Chapter 1570: Chapter 1566 What’s the background of this guy? (Three updates!)

Zheng Xipo had long lost the right to make a move, and his effort to strike now was also depleting his body!

This could well be his last strike, and although he couldn’t kill his opponent, he hoped to severely injure them!

But the result was clearly evident; he failed.

"Zheng Xipo, no matter how much you struggle, you can’t change your fate now! I assume the secret you carry is inside your Jade Pendant. There’s no need for you to hand it over; I’ll take it myself!"

Qian Daolin, holding a Soft Sword, fixed his gaze on the Jade Pendant at Zheng Xipo’s waist.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed as if he had discovered something, then, changing his tone, he added, "However, before I kill you, I’ve decided to clean up some loose ends!"

Hiding behind a tree, Ren Feifan was startled. Could there be someone else around?

As he hesitated, a cold light flashed, carrying a fierce intent to kill, headed straight toward him!

Without hesitation, Ren Feifan’s legs burst with power. The ground caved in as he catapulted to an open area.

Ren Feifan hadn’t wanted to intervene in the dispute between the two men, but it seemed he could no longer avoid involvement.

Qian Daolin looked at Ren Feifan and burst into laughter upon realizing he was merely at the Wanxiang Realm, "Interesting! You’re just at the Wanxiang Realm? Such a trash level deserves to mingle in the Secret Realms? It seems the referees are truly blind!"

A merciless mocking tone resounded, but Ren Feifan’s face remained expressionless!

Although Zheng Xipo had long noticed Ren Feifan’s presence, he never imagined he was so young, barely in his twenties. In his view, Ren was no different from a child.

Therefore, he coldly said to Qian Daolin, "Qian Daolin, this is our personal grudge. There’s no need to drag others into it. Whether you kill or maim, I, Zheng Xipo, will bear it alone!

Moreover, this kid is just at the Wanxiang Realm and poses no threat. If you have any conscience left, leave the child alone."

Ren Feifan hadn’t expected Zheng Xipo to consider his safety in such circumstances.

This genuinely made Ren Feifan feel a bit of goodwill towards him.

It seemed that he was a righteous person!

He hadn’t wanted to save this man, but now he decided he must!

Shaking his head, Qian Daolin sneered, "Zheng Xipo, oh Zheng Xipo, do you think you still have the right to care about others? You better worry about yourself. You’re a clay Buddha crossing a river, barely able to save yourself!

Before you were injured, I might not have been able to hurt you, but now you’re certainly doomed to die!"

With those words, he unleashed a phantom palm strike directly at Ren Feifan without hesitation!

In his eyes, the kid from the Wanxiang Realm had already met his end!

Ren Feifan snorted coldly and, unafraid, drew out the Ancient Dust Sword. The Dragon Tattoo on his arm surged rapidly as he slashed down with a sword strike!

The phantom palm was cleaved in half by Ren Feifan!

The residual force of the phantom palm forced Ren Feifan back a step, but he was otherwise unharmed.

Hmm?

Both Qian Daolin and Zheng Xipo were taken aback!

They were well aware of the power of that palm strike.

Even those in the early stages of the Transcendence Realm might not withstand it, let alone an ant yet to step into the Transcendence Realm!

Seconds later, Qian Daolin regained his composure and looked at Ren Feifan, who stood with his sword, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Quite interesting. I wonder what you rely on. It turns out you have the ability to battle beyond your level! Since that’s the case, I might as well spar with you and let you experience what it feels like to be crushed!

Besides, you don’t deserve my sword!"

Qian Daolin’s hand tightened slightly, and the Soft Sword completely disappeared, his figure flowing as he threw a punch directly at Ren Feifan!

The punching wind roared, accompanied by sounds of sonic booms!

Zheng Xipo jumped at the sight, the power of the punch was already at the late Transcendence Realm power! It wasn’t something this kid could withstand!

If the kid tried to block with his fists, he would definitely turn into a mist of blood.

He thought the kid at the Wanxiang Realm would run, but never expected that instead of fleeing, he truly faced the difficulty head-on and swung his fist!

Damn, was this kid tired of living?

Ren Feifan looked at Qian Daolin’s punch and initially wanted to dodge into the mysterious space, but for some reason, he suddenly thought of the fist techniques he had just secretly learned, and he threw a punch as if possessed!

It was the exact punch Zheng Xipo used against the Heavenly Tribulation!

His arms flowed with a trace of Dao rhyme, and within it, a ferocious crimson tiger seemed to leap out!

"This is..."

From a distance, when Zheng Xipo saw the crimson giant tiger within Ren Feifan’s fist, his expression became incredibly odd!

The more he watched the young man’s fist technique, the more familiar it seemed!

As the fight continued, his face became filled with horror.

Wasn’t this his own fist technique—Tenjin Ichigo Fist?

But how could this kid know it?

Tenjin Ichigo Fist was a lineage passed only from master to disciple, with each move taught to only one person!

And he was the thirty-seventh successor of the Tenjin Gate, carrying his master’s expectations to find that item in the Secret Realm!

Now, out of nowhere, a man who knew the Tenjin Ichigo Fist appeared, and Zheng Xipo was utterly dumbfounded!

He was completely shocked! He even forgot his current situation!

He tried to find countless reasons to explain the situation before him! But all failed!

Meanwhile, Ren Feifan’s Tenjin Ichigo Fist collided with Qian Daolin’s punch in mid-air!

A powerful aura burst forth violently between the two fists!

Qian Daolin’s smirk suddenly stiffened!

According to the normal development of the plot, shouldn’t this kid have been turned into a blood mist by his punch?

How could he still be standing?

"Bang!"

There was actually a faint airflow generated between their fists!

The airflow even formed two phantoms, precisely a cheetah and a red tiger!

The cheetah and the red tiger tore at each other in the air, evenly matched!

Dust swirled up in the air, obstructing Zheng Xipo’s view.

He also felt as if his chest was hit by a faint force, making him very uncomfortable.

But even that discomfort couldn’t compare to the confusion in his heart!

What the hell was this kid? Even if he had glimpsed his punching, he couldn’t possibly master the True Qi flow and Dao rhyme of the fist technique so quickly!

It would take over a decade of daily accumulation to master that!

From the aura and power of the punch, this kid had been immersed in the Tenjin Ichigo Fist for over a decade!

The dust gradually settled.

Qian Daolin took three steps back, and so did Ren Feifan.

No one knew the kind of turmoil Qian Daolin was feeling inside!

The opponent was merely an ant at the Wanxiang Realm! And his realm was far beyond this kid!

Although the punch was only a fraction of his power, the outcome should not have been this!

He once crushed a mid-stage expert of the Transcendence Realm into nothingness with a single punch!

But facing this unimpressive ant, he was met with an equal match in a fist-to-fist clash?

That was absolutely inconceivable!