Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1572 - 1568: The Unfathomable Youth! (Five More)

Chapter 1572: Chapter 1568: The Unfathomable Youth! (Five More)

This is the first time in many years that Qian Daolin felt stifled!

If he had been defeated by an expert of the same level, he wouldn’t have had any complaints!

But being defeated by a youngster from the Wanxiang Realm made him furiously angry!

It was simply a humiliation to him!

Qian Daolin left, and Ren Feifan did not pursue, as he simply had no strength to do so. The huge tiger beside him didn’t have the energy to escape underground, let alone give chase, so he could only watch helplessly as the other party left.

The reason he was able to defeat the opponent this time was entirely because it was unexpected.

If they were to meet again next time, even if he and the giant tiger worked together, it would be impossible to injure the opponent.

Ren Feifan took a deep breath, turned around, and his eyes suddenly fell on Zheng Xipo, who was staring at Ren Feifan with a horrified face!

No one knew what state Zheng Xipo was in right now!

He was not at all relieved by Qian Daolin’s panicked flight!

He just wanted to know why Ren Feifan could use the Tenjin Ichigo Fist!

Ren Feifan looked at Zheng Xipo’s stupefied appearance, as if he had been scared silly.

So, he shook his head helplessly, took a Dan Medicine Bottle out of the mysterious space, opened the stopper, and poured out a crimson elixir.

"Brother Zheng, you should take this medicine first. Later, I’ll give you an acupuncture treatment, which will greatly reduce your injuries."

But to Ren Feifan’s surprise, Zheng Xipo did not reach out to take the Elixir at all, but instead threatened in a cold voice, "Kid, who exactly are you?"

"Who am I?" Ren Feifan was taken aback, and then his face took on a strange expression, "Even if I told you, you wouldn’t recognize me! Have you ever heard of the Holy One of the Sacred Gate? That’s me."

Zheng Xipo shook his head, obviously having never heard of it, then said, "Why do you know our sect’s Tenjin Ichigo Fist! Speak!"

His voice was icy cold and carried a hint of anger!

When asked this question, Ren Feifan finally realized that in his desperation, he had inadvertently revealed himself!

But how to explain the theft of the skill now!

Ren Feifan could only touch his chin and said with a grin, "Well, actually, I once met someone dressed like you. He taught me a few moves, just a few, and I really wouldn’t have used them if it weren’t for an emergency... What, did he teach me the same martial arts as you?"

Anyway, Ren Feifan decided he would never admit it!

After all, in the martial arts sects, stealing a Cultivation Technique is taboo!

Zheng Xipo snorted coldly, "Do you really think I’m a three-year-old child? Let me tell you, our sect’s teachings are passed down directly within our lineage, under heaven, only two people know the Tenjin Ichigo Fist! One is me, and the other is my master! My master would never teach you!"

Hearing this, Ren Feifan turned pale; damn it, how unlucky he was to finally learn a trick or two, come up with what he thought was a foolproof excuse, and now it turns out that the sect was a direct lineage?

This was embarrassing.

"Who are you exactly? If you tell me clearly, I swear, even if it kills me, I will drag you down with me!"

The next second, Zheng Xipo’s body started swelling up, clearly about to self-destruct!

"Holy shit, you’re serious?!"

This guy clearly said that his lineage was a direct one, and now by self-destructing, he was undoubtedly severing his sect’s future!

All he did was steal a move or two, was it necessary?

Zheng Xipo was really stubborn as hell.

Watching as Zheng Xipo’s body swelled larger and his aura grew more violent, Ren Feifan hurriedly took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the other’s acupoint.

"Big brother, I’ll talk, okay? Can’t you stop being so suicidal?"

Finally, Zheng Xipo stabilized and looked at Ren Feifan with cold eyes, waiting for an answer.

Ren Feifan didn’t want to drag it out and directly said, "Actually, I just learned it moments ago."

Upon these words, Zheng Xipo actually intended to self-detonate again!

"Kid, do you really think I would believe such a low-level joke? This excuse is even worse than the last one!"

Ren Feifan truly wanted to cry but had no tears; what he was saying was the absolute truth, the grand truth!

They don’t believe it?

Although Ren Feifan could completely refrain from explaining, and he could readily take action to kill the other party, he still held some measure of fondness for Zheng Xipo.

Having no other choice, Ren Feifan directly swore an oath to the Heavenly Path: "That series of punches earlier, I truly learned them by observing you resist the Heavenly Tribulation! Should I be lying, may my soul perish!"

Hearing this resolute declaration, Zheng Xipo eventually reverted to his original demeanor, but his eyes became even more peculiar!

In the Hidden Gate, swearing an oath to the Heavenly Path is the most fearsome of oaths, and no one dares to make it lightly; if a cultivator truly speaks such words, then they must be true!

But the more it was so, the more Zheng Xipo felt unable to believe it, why?

He tentatively asked: "Kid, did you really just learn it?"

Ren Feifan shrugged and said: "Otherwise, you can try to find a better explanation."

At this moment, Zheng Xipo truly hesitated, his eyes also wavering slightly!

Then, something came to his mind, his eyes shifted, and he shakily stood up, saying: "I don’t mind believing you, but there is a condition. Three years ago, I created a Cultivation Technique known only to me in this vast world. In a moment, I’ll perform it in front of you. If you can learn it, then I’ll believe you, how about that?"

He had thought Ren Feifan would refuse, but a detached voice responding to his ear made him fully wake up.

"No problem."

Zheng Xipo was startled, snorted coldly, and stepped forward. Despite being injured, he could still barely execute that move!

His right hand danced swiftly, like an illusion, while the scant Spiritual Energy in his Dantian gathered between his right hand!

Suddenly, Spiritual Energy reversed! It flowed back into the Dantian and then forcefully surged toward his left hand!

"Sanxuan Liuyang Palm!"

Within the illusion, a burst of crimson light suddenly emerged! It struck a giant tree!

The giant tree turned to dust in the blink of an eye!

"Great palm technique!" Ren Feifan couldn’t help but clap in admiration, realizing that while this palm technique was incomplete, it had absorbed the essence of the Tenjin Ichigo Fist and blended many other elements.

At the same time, the Tiantian Jue surfaced in Ren Feifan’s mind, as rows of golden ancient runes emerged abruptly, with the True Qi flow and key points of the Sanxuan Liuyang Palm appearing in Ren Feifan’s sea of consciousness.

Although it was just a part, it was enough!

"It’s your turn, kid," Zheng Xipo said.

"Alright."

Ren Feifan remained indifferent, then stepped forward. Suddenly, his right hand formed a series of shadows, like lightning.

Hmm?

Zheng Xipo raised an eyebrow—this move indeed carried a semblance of his Sanxuan Liuyang Palm.

Pity this kid probably only copied the form without grasping the essence; what’s the use of imitation?

But the next second, his expression changed!

Because he noticed the True Qi in Ren Feifan was reversing, and although the flow differed from his, it was very close to the mark!

What the hell?

If Zheng Xipo knew internet slang, he would surely utter ’WTF’ three times to express his current mood!

But soon, he forced himself to calm down.

He kept telling himself that reversing True Qi wasn’t a big deal, that kid would definitely suffer from Qi deviation, he couldn’t possibly execute the Sanxuan Liuyang Palm!