Urban Super Medical Sage

Chapter 2150 - 2247: Nothing to Gain (4th Update)

Even Sikong Zhan was momentarily dazed by the bewitching effect of the Will of Death, feeling as if he had fallen into the infernal Hell for a split second.

What about the others?

Su Chen was in danger.

He seemed destined to die.

Sikong Zhan was certain.

He subconsciously looked towards Su Chen.

Indeed, at this moment, Su Chen stood amidst the void, looking as if he was doing nothing.

It seemed he was indeed dazed, beguiled by the Will of Death.

Sikong Zhan sighed, feeling it was a pity.

However.

Is this truly the case?

"Mysterious Technique + Soul Technique, laughable." Su Chen was truly at a loss for words. Was this not an attempt to show off before an expert?

Possessing a Divine Mansion, capable of Three Powers Transformation.

The so-called Soul Technique + Mysterious Technique was merely a joke in front of him, wasn’t it?

Moreover, the Soul Technique contained in Sikong Zhan’s move "Ice Emperor’s Thousand Deaths" was just a superficial touch.

"Die. For insulting me, your only end is death." Xing Wusheng sneered coldly, determined to claim Su Chen’s life.

"Swish!" At the same moment when Xing Wusheng believed Su Chen would be unable to act until death, Su Chen suddenly... he actually made a move.

And astonishingly, Su Chen also drew his Sword.

The Sword was Xing Wusheng’s signature.

Su Chen drew his Sword?

Was it a direct clash?

Su Chen’s speed in drawing his Sword was so fast that many people didn’t even react.

Additionally, Su Chen’s Sword seemed to have no special aura, appearing quite ordinary, so when Su Chen drew his Sword, virtually everyone felt Su Chen was just making a symbolic resistance and would inevitably step into death.

However.

Is that truly the case?!!!

This Sword from Su Chen.

Nearly 4000 billion units of Chaotic Power.

Yes.

Nothing else was used.

Not even the Seven Stages Sword Rhyme, Great Dao Rules, or Heavenly Treasure were utilized.

Only pure Strength.

But it was enough.

More than enough.

Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

With 4000 billion units of Chaotic Power, it was enough to instantly kill Xing Wusheng, enough to kill ten Xing Wushengs.

Because, normally, a Half-Step Realm Master Boundary Martial Cultivator’s attack power would be no more than 2000—3000 billion units of Chaotic Power, and that’s a maximum estimate.

And Xing Wusheng, even if he exerted all his effort at this moment, his Sword’s attack power was only close to 2000 billion units of Chaotic Power.

As for the Will of Death attack in Xing Wusheng’s Sword’s Soul Technique, Su Chen completely ignored it.

And Xing Wusheng’s Sword’s speed and strangeness were also laughable; under Su Chen’s absolutely terrifying Divine Soul’s perception, any speed or strangeness was void and to be ignored, right?

In the end, this Sword from Xing Wusheng was merely a strike with an attack power close to 2000 billion units of Chaotic Power for Su Chen.

That’s all.

And Su Chen countered with a sword move of nearly 4000 billion units of Chaotic Power.

Twice the power.

Sure enough.

Just as Su Chen unleashed this strike, the two Sword Lights clashed.

The encounter was instantaneous.

Instantly fleeting.

The naked eye couldn’t catch it at all.

"No!!!" But Xing Wusheng’s incredulous, terrified, and furious cries echoed in everyone’s ears.

Then.

No then...

Everything was still.

The crimson hue filling the Ten Dragons Hall vanished.

The blood-colored black holes accompanying the Sword Light disappeared.

The chilling Will of Death disappeared.

Everything disappeared.

Like the calm after a storm.

The Ten Dragons Hall was silent.

So quiet that even the sound of a heartbeat wasn’t heard.

As quiet as a deathland.

"I said the number one of the younger generation, there’s some water in it, what do you think?" In the next moment, amidst the dead silence, Su Chen raised his head, looked at Xing Wusheng, and said calmly.

Then.

The response to Su Chen was...

Spray!!!

A mist of blood.

A spray of blood mist erupted.

Xing Wusheng clutched his neck with one hand.

But he still couldn’t hold it.

His eyes were already filled with terror and unwillingness so much that they turned blood-red; he stared at Su Chen!

Now, he couldn’t say anything.

Only an extreme unwillingness remained in his eyes.

Then.

Thump...

He fell.

Gone.

Physical Body gone.

Divine Soul gone.

Su Chen didn’t hold back with that Sword.

Directly killed Xing Wusheng.

It was Xing Wusheng’s own doing; when Xing Wusheng acted earlier, it was a killing move, right?

So, those who kill shall be killed.

That’s all.

After Xing Wusheng fell, blood continued to flow.

But for tens of breaths, no one in the Ten Dragons Hall made a sound.

The silence was chilling.

The atmosphere was indescribably eerie.

Unbelievable!

Xing Wusheng?

Dead?

The first of Jiuyou Domain’s younger generation, dead... dead...? Dead?

And died at the hands of a Fighter less than five hundred years old, at Half-Step Divine Master Realm.

Yes.

A Fighter.

Died at the hands of a Fighter!

Especially when, clearly, Xing Wusheng hid so deeply, yet he still...

It was simply impossible, right?

"You..." Waan Qi was the first to react, her face contorting with an ugly look.

Her fiancé was dead?

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t dare to believe it even if beaten to death!

Who else could kill her fiancé?

Who would really dare to kill her fiancé?

Damn it!!!

Waan Qi’s eyes glared at Su Chen in a rage nearing loss of control, seemingly ready to act.

But at this moment.

Wang Duan stood in front of Waan Qi.

"Enough, Qi’er. Duel contains life and death, inferior skills, a normal outcome." Wang Duan spoke.

The grandson-in-law chosen by the Waan Family was killed in seconds.

Wang Duan’s face was also thoroughly lost.

But, what could be done?

It was a normal duel.

Everyone saw it with their own eyes.

It was indeed Xing Wusheng’s inferior skills.

Or instead, Su Chen was too strong, too monstrous.

Should he, Wang Duan, personally strike now to kill Su Chen and avenge Xing Wusheng?

No such necessity.

Xing Wusheng was already dead, wasn’t he?

No value anymore.

Why avenge him?

Besides, even if Wang Duan took action, Sikong Zhan was there to stop him.

No advantage.

"But..." Waan Qi’s face was pale, her body trembling, her mind still in a fog.

Xing Wusheng was dead?!!!

Just this one thought in her mind.

"It’s still for the best, you haven’t married Xing Wusheng yet." Wang Duan comforted, in some sense, it was indeed a good thing.

Originally, she favored Xing Wusheng because he was the top of the younger generation.

Sufficiently monstrous, sufficiently potential.

Now, Xing Wusheng couldn’t match a kid far younger than him, not even at the Divine Lord Realm.

Luckily, she didn’t marry Xing Wusheng, right?

Waan Qi nodded.

She indeed had no feelings for Xing Wusheng.

After all, it was originally intended as a marriage alliance, wasn’t it? Xing Wusheng sought the power of the Waan Family, and the Waan Family favored Xing Wusheng’s martial arts talent and potential.

In truth, there wasn’t much affection between Waan Qi and Xing Wusheng.

Xing Wusheng’s death didn’t bring Waan Qi much sorrow.