Urban Invincible Medical Divine-Chapter 485 - 310: Defeat

Although Liu Wentian verbally seemed to disregard Xiang Changtian, inwardly he was very solemn. After all, they were separated by an entire realm. He himself was only at the early stage of King Martial, while the opponent was at the mid stage of King Martial.

If he wasn't careful and got instantly killed, it wouldn't be fun at all. Therefore, he decided to directly consume some medicine.

When Xiang Changtian saw Liu Wentian swallow a red pill, his face—even his eyes—instantly revealed a layer of eerie blood-red color. He couldn't help but squint his eyes. According to his injured second uncle last night, it seemed that this youngster had increased his strength by a notch after taking the medicine, which allowed him to defeat him and the one-eyed Mang.

"Humph! Devious methods. You think you can beat me with that? The gap in our strengths isn't something a mere Spiritual Medicine can bridge!" Xiang Changtian scoffed.

Liu Wentian had no interest in bantering with him. After all, the side effects of the Burning Sky Spirit would appear in about twenty minutes, so he had to eliminate these people within that time frame and then leave with Qin Keqing.

Bang!

The air emitted a loud explosive sound as Liu Wentian's fist was already aimed at Xiang Changtian's face, ruthlessly decisive—a punch that sought to cripple Xiang Changtian!

Everyone present who understood the Martial Path had a drastic change in expression!

Sonic boom!

That was the sound of a sonic boom!

When an object exceeds the speed of sound, the air produces a reactionary force against the object to impede its advancement. When an object suddenly surpasses the speed of sound, the instantaneous reactionary force is tremendous, producing an explosive sound!

This indicated that Liu Wentian's sudden punch had reached a supersonic speed, much faster than ordinary bullets and, to the average person, indistinguishable from a superhuman!

"Back off! Everyone back off! Don't get involved!" Elder Qi's face changed drastically, and he roared out loud.

Such a level of combat, if accidentally struck even once, could be fatal!

The crowd surged outward like a tide, leaving only two people remaining to watch.

One was Zhao Xianwei. At this moment, there was no trace of underestimation in his eyes, but rather some solemnity!

His face bore confusion; even in his maximum effort, he might not be able to generate a sonic boom, yet Liu Wentian, known to be at the early stage of King Martial, produced a punch this fast! Could it be he mastered some powerful Fist Technique Martial Skill?

The other person was Saint King Elder Jiang, whose eyes also showed surprise and a bit of delight.

Xiang Changtian, who could most acutely feel the ferociousness of Liu Wentian's punch, felt a chill down his spine and his hair stand on end the moment Liu Wentian threw that punch. Having slightly underestimated his opponent at first, he now had no time to dodge and could only defend with both hands in front of his chest.

Bang!

Xiang Changtian was pushed back several steps by Liu Wentian's punch. With each step he took, he left a deep, 45-centimeter footprint on the ground!

An invisible shockwave spread from where the two exchanged blows, sweeping outwards in all directions. Those in a rush to get away found their hair blowing wildly in the wind!

This terrifying scene frightened everyone out of their wits. This wasn't a fight between humans; it felt like a battle between two primordial beasts!

The soldiers holding rifles, seasoned and bloodstained veterans, felt a chill in their hearts at this terrifying power, which surpassed their understanding.

The Ping King of their troop, in front of these two, was nothing but an ant!

Seeing that Xiang Changtian, though somewhat disheveled, had ultimately blocked this punch, Liu Wentian's brow slightly furrowed. He had initially hoped to catch the opponent off-guard and cause him some injuries.

He felt a bit regretful in his heart, yet Liu Wentian's movements hesitated not even for a moment. As Xiang Changtian just managed to dissipate the terrifying force from his body, Liu Wentian followed him like a shadow, his leg like a steel whip, turning into three phantom images, simultaneously attacking Xiang Changtian's upper, middle, and lower sections!

Xiang Changtian was once again hurriedly blocking and dodging, appearing somewhat flustered. Liu Wentian seized the advantage, forcing him to desperately defend against Liu Wentian's terrifying onslaught.

Liu Wentian was like a death god descended, bent on destruction. The originally festive wedding hall in no time looked like it had been bombarded, completely unrecognizable, resembling a war zone in the Middle East!

The crowd, having retreated to the entrance, saw Xiang Changtian being defeated by Liu Wentian, looking dirty and disheveled, and they were shocked to the point where their eyes nearly fell out!

"Damn, weren't you acting all mighty just now, the head of the first Ancient Martial Arts Family in Guangnan Province, even claimed as the number one expert of Guangnan Province?"

What is the situation now, being chased around by this twenty-something-year-old youngster!

Suddenly, Zhao Xianwei, who had been watching from the side, seized an opening and rushed in like a tiger unleashed, with an extremely fierce momentum, striking a palm towards Liu Wenmei's nape!

"Shameless!" Qin Keqing, whose face just showed some joy, shouted angrily, her expression turning extremely ugly.

"Damn, are you even trying to save face at this point? Fuck!" Wang Baiyun couldn't help but curse.

"Despicable villain!" Yao Jing's beautiful eyes burned with anger.

"It's over, he's really done for now!" Xiang Huowu sighed, and for some reason, she hoped that Liu Wentian would survive.

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The crowd, who had been watching with great interest, was also startled, inwardly cursing Zhao Xianwei for having no shame. Hadn't they just said to let Xiang Changtian take action? Why was he now joining in a two-against-one fight?

Liu Wentian had been wary of Zhao Xianwei on the side all along. Seeing Zhao Xianwei rush over and strike a palm towards his nape, intending to finish him off in one move, he sneered inwardly. As if having eyes on his back, he ducked low, evading the strike.