Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1698 - 1695: Show You Your Place

Upon hearing this.

Already somewhat showing signs of fatigue, Zhang Nian’s eyes suddenly widened, like dazzling stars suddenly brightening in the dark night, within which the light flickered brightly, igniting a burning fighting spirit eager to try.

She had just defeated several opponents whose cultivation levels were far superior to hers, and at this moment, her confidence was overflowing, the innate, unyielding spirit within her was completely ignited.

She felt her entire body surge with heat, wishing she could immediately go head-to-head with this top-tier Nascent Soul Stage expert and see where her limits truly lay.

Xu Wendong slightly furrowed his brow, keenly sensing her inner thoughts.

He flashed, like a black storm slicing through, instantly blocking Zhang Nian’s path.

His expression was serious, and he said solemnly, "You’re not a match for this old coot!"

Zhang Nian snorted lightly, "How would I know I’m not his match unless I try?"

Xu Wendong’s mouth curled into a bitter smile, "You’ve just come through a tough battle, your internal cold Qi is nearly exhausted, and your body is weak like a flickering lamp nearly out of oil."

"Don’t mention defeating a Nascent Soul Stage expert; just trying to retreat safely from his hands is as hard as ascending to heaven."

"You must not act recklessly; do not gamble with your life." At this point, his expression became much more serious.

One must know that the Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage are two vastly different realms, with a disparity as vast as the heavens and the earth. Even though Zhang Nian has the ability to defeat enemies beyond her level, Xu Wendong does not believe she can overcome Master Wudao.

Though Zhang Nian was filled with reluctance, when she raised her eyes to look at Xu Wendong’s ocean-deep, undeniable gaze, she finally relinquished the thought of challenging the Nascent Soul Stage expert.

She moved aside gracefully.

Seeing Zhang Nian no longer obstinate, Xu Wendong then slowly turned around to face Master Wudao.

At this moment, his black robe fluttered loudly in the fierce wind, his posture upright like sturdy pine and cypress, standing proudly.

Despite having only a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation, among the crowd of experts, he seemed out of place, like a sparrow mistakenly entering a flock of cranes.

But his aura was not weak at all, as if surrounded by an invisible field that made people not dare to underestimate him.

His gaze was cold, like a cold star in a dark night, tightly locking onto Master Wudao, with the corner of his mouth curving into an elusive arc, like a sharp dagger, seemingly mocking, yet also declaring war, sending chills down one’s spine.

Master Wudao saw this and couldn’t help but laugh in extreme anger; the laugh sounded like a night owl’s call, particularly ear-piercing: "Humph, such audacity! A small Foundation Establishment ant dares to act this arrogant before me. Today, let me show you what sky-high and earth-thick truly means!"

With that, the Nascent Soul Stage expert’s aura was fully released, erupting fiercely, surging wave after wave, spreading outward.

The formidable pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down, engulfing the surroundings, making it hard for others to breathe, as if about to crush them alive.

Yet Xu Wendong seemed unaffected by the towering pressure, remaining calm and composed, as if strolling through a courtyard.

He leisurely raised his right hand, gently forming a fist.

In an instant, an extremely peculiar light appeared on his fist.

As the light flowed, mysterious ancient runes barely appeared, exuding a mysterious and unfathomable aura, as if the light held endless secrets.

"Humph, tricks of deception!" Master Wudao snorted coldly, like a black lightning bolt, his body erupted, enveloped in endless spiritual power and fury, lunging straight at Xu Wendong.

His hands moved like two agile flood dragons, the Nascent Soul Force rapidly gathering in his palms, transforming into extremely fierce palm winds.

Like a world-class sharp blade, wherever it passed, the air seemed like fragile paper, easily torn apart, creating a piercing sound.

Xu Wendong did not dodge nor retreat, standing steadily like a towering mountain.

As the palm winds carrying destruction neared, he suddenly swung his right fist, meeting it head-on, like a War God wielding a sword, unstoppable.

Only a loud "bang" was heard, like thunder crashing beside the ear, shaking and hurting one’s eardrums.

Where their fists and palms met, brilliance burst forth, like a scorching sun, making it hard to open one’s eyes, as if a small sun was hidden in the light.

The powerful impact spread like ripples from the two as the center, crazily spreading outward, causing the ground to crack instantly, like a desolate riverbed, stones flying about, like dark implements shooting out.

Master Wudao felt a tremendous force, like a surging tide, and his figure uncontrollably staggered back several steps.

His face was full of astonishment, as if witnessing the most unimaginable thing in the world.

He could not imagine how a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage could withstand his full-force strike.

Not only that, but he was also put at a disadvantage.

This made him feel as if he had been publicly slapped in the face.

Indeed.

He was a Quasi Nascent Soul Realm super expert!

The gap in strength between the two was like an insurmountable chasm!

Just at his peak of anger.

Xu Wendong seized the advantage, moving like a ghostly night traveler, his figure like a black shadow, instantly closing in on Master Wudao.

His fists and feet moved, each move seemingly containing the principles of heaven and earth, like an Immortal dancing with a sword, his speed so fast it left onlookers dazzled, as if only flashes of light passed before their eyes.

His attacks seemed simple and unartful, like an old farmer swinging a hoe, but they concealed hidden mysteries, like arrows with concealed blades, each strike on Master Wudao made his vital energy boil.

Master Wudao was greatly shocked; he never expected a junior at the Foundation Establishment Peak to be this difficult.

In panic, he attempted to unleash the unique spiritual pressure of a Nascent Soul Stage expert, hoping to use overwhelming pressure to force Xu Wendong back.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed filled with substantive lead blocks, overwhelmingly heavy, and the invisible pressure rolled towards Xu Wendong.

However, Xu Wendong seemed unaware, his movements remaining agile; he flashed, sliding through the heavy spiritual pressure like an eel, in the blink of an eye closing within inches of Master Wudao.

Following that, his left leg swept out like a whip, accompanied by a whistling gale directly aiming for Master Wudao’s chin.

Master Wudao hurriedly raised his hand to block, but felt as if his arm was struck by a heavy hammer, a tingling numbness, causing his internal spiritual power to momentarily halt.

Xu Wendong’s offensive continued; his right fist clenched tightly, the light on it growing more intense, runes flickering as if about to break free.

He seized upon a defensive gap in Master Wudao, suddenly thrusting his fist forward; this fist seemed to carry the Power of the Stars, striking directly into Master Wudao’s chest.

A muffled "crack" was heard; Master Wudao’s chest bones emitted a sound of breaking, his entire body flew backward like a kite with broken strings, spitting large mouthfuls of blood, the blood mist spreading in the air.

Everyone nearby watched, dumbfounded; they seemed like wood carvings and clay sculptures, their eyes filled with astonishment.

They could not believe how a young man at the Foundation Establishment Peak could make a Nascent Soul Stage expert unable to fight back at all!

This shattered their worldview!