The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 1679 - 1671: Footprints

At the Yanjing Chinese Medicine College Chinese Medicine Campus, Tang Huajun is the uncontested big brother!

He is undoubtedly the arrogant overlord that no one dares to provoke!

Around the stands, many students could only watch, trembling with fear.

They swallowed hard, all showing looks of fear!

Even some teachers, as well as the school’s security, dared not approach!

It was evident that Tang Huajun was rampant and domineering to the extreme!

"You can’t afford to mess with the first young master of such a super family! Even calling the police is useless! It’s really ridiculous..."

Someone in the crowd couldn’t help but sigh, full of helplessness.

Many people nodded in agreement.

But no one dared to step forward, even the leadership of the Martial Arts Club merely watched from the side.

Some people even had wounds on their faces, looking terrified.

"Already called the police?"

Lin Tian couldn’t quite believe it, that Tang Huajun was so all-powerful, then turned to Nian Ziqi.

"At first, it was Wu Heng and others from the Martial Arts Club who tried to persuade Tang Huajun, but they ended up being violently beaten instead!"

Nian Ziqi nodded, biting his silver teeth hard, and said, "Then they called the police! But calling the police was useless, Tang Huajun’s power was too terrifying, even the police were directly stopped, replying that things with Tang Huajun could be solved privately! This... is infuriating..."

Hearing this, Lin Tian’s face turned even more somber, his eyes flashing with cold light.

He prepared to step onto the ring, but at this moment, Xiao Chengfeng had already plunged into a rage.

"Tang Huajun, you deceitful bully, if I kneel and beg you for mercy, I’ll take your last name!"

Xiao Chengfeng angrily pointed at Tang Huajun and shouted loudly, "I’ll damn well fight you to the end! If you have the guts, get someone who can kill me!"

With that said.

Xiao Chengfeng stepped forward like an arrow from a bow, rushing toward Tang Huajun.

He was a Martial Artist at the Xuan-level Peak, with a strength terrifying to most people on the scene, including those from the Martial Arts Club.

The speed of his attack was as fast as lightning!

"Achen, knock him down! If he doesn’t want to kneel, beat him until he does!"

Tang Huajun sat there unafraid, speaking coldly to a young man with scars standing behind him, "Don’t kill him! Causing a death would be a different matter altogether!"

"Don’t worry, Young Master Tang, I understand!"

The young man Achen replied respectfully, then with a thud, left a footprint on the ground and lunged forward.

Boom~

Fast!

So fast!

This man’s cultivation was about the same as Xiao Chengfeng, but his speed was superior!

With a loud bang, Xiao Chengfeng was directly forced back several steps.

"Finally a master has arrived, then fight to the end!"

Xiao Chengfeng did not hesitate in the slightest, his face still cold and angry, shouting as he charged forward again.

Bang bang~

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows, nearly every punch reaching its mark, creating muffled sounds.

It made the students around feel chills down their spines.

But before long, Xiao Chengfeng’s face turned pale, with blood appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Clearly.

Xiao Chengfeng was injured.

Yet, he was like a raging bull, completely fearless, roaring, "Come again! Unless you release Feiyuan, I’ll fight you all to the death!"

With a roar, Xiao Chengfeng rushed out again.

Although he was injured, his combat power was undiminished, and Achen couldn’t take him down.

"Ayou, break his leg! What a hassle..."

Seeing that Achen couldn’t take down the opponent after a long fight, Tang Huajun immediately called out to a bald young man.

"Tang Huajun, you deserve to die... A-Feng, you run, don’t worry about me..."

Xiao Feiyuan’s eyes turned red, his voice hoarse with a shout of anger.

But Tang Huajun ignored him.

The one called Ayou, with a very cold face, nodded and stepped out.

Bang~

He suddenly stepped forward, delivering a punch that sent Xiao Chengfeng flying.

Xiao Chengfeng smashed onto the ring, spitting blood immediately.

Yet, he remained indomitable, preparing to get up again.

His face showed a deep unwillingness, making those watching around unsure of their feelings.

But at this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and a calm voice sounded in his ear: "Take a break for now, I’ll talk to Tang Huajun!"

Xiao Chengfeng, preparing to rise, looked amazed, turning his head.

Seeing the unfamiliar face of the young man appearing in his sight, he was somewhat stunned.

Lin Tian spoke no more, turning around, looking at Tang Huajun, and said, "You’re looking for me, let him go, this is a school, I don’t want to kill anyone!"

The moment Lin Tian stepped onto the ring, Tang Huajun had noticed.

At this moment.

He squinted his eyes, stood up, and kicked Xiao Feiyuan over, then sized up Lin Tian.

Lin Tian walked over, supporting Xiao Feiyuan, seeing the bloodstains and wounds on his body, his eyes almost freezing with cold intent.

He took a deep breath, and with a somewhat apologetic tone, said, "Sorry for the trouble you went through!"

"Lin Tian, don’t talk that nonsense..."

At this moment, Xiao Feiyuan was miraculously not passing out from the pain, which was already rare. He smiled painfully, enduring the pain, and said, "Can you handle them? If not, just leave me and go! Anyway, I’m already a cripple now!"

By the end, Xiao Feiyuan’s eyes turned red, with tears faintly trickling down.

With his legs broken, he felt as if he would totally become a useless person.

"Rest assured, I’ll return it a hundredfold!"

Seeing Xiao Feiyuan like this, Lin Tian couldn’t help but feel a sourness in his nose, he bit his teeth hard and said coldly.

Then, he handed Xiao Feiyuan over to Xiao Chengfeng, who had come forward.

"Feiyuan, damn it, are you okay? Don’t die!"

Xiao Chengfeng held Xiao Feiyuan, shouting angrily, "We came from the same village, we agreed to venture into Yanjing together before! Just managed to contact you again these past two days..."

"And who is he?"

Xiao Feiyuan, grimacing in pain, glanced at Lin Tian and said, "He’s a good brother! He’s very capable, since he says he’s confident, then there’s no problem!"

At this moment.

Lin Tian stood up.

Looking at the opposite Tang Huajun, his face was still indifferent, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

Only.

He stepped towards the other party, speaking as he walked: "You have three breaths to give me an explanation! Otherwise, I’ll show you what Purgatory’s Pain truly is!"

One sentence.

Seemed to carry an endless surge of coldness.

Making the surrounding air temperature drop sharply.

Many of the people beside the ring couldn’t help but shiver.

On Lin Tian’s body, there was, faintly, a hint of freezing cold, seemingly a tangible, overwhelming fury.

Opposite, many of Tang Huajun’s experts behind him focused their gaze.

And below the ring, some people suddenly widened their eyes, pointing to where Lin Tian had walked, exclaiming: "Look, footprints!"

Some people heard this, followed the sound, and found that the granite-hard ring actually showed half-inch-deep footprints.

Those footprints were clearly Lin Tian’s!