The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 821: First Bout

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Due to the special circumstances of the Medical God sect and the Cyan Phoenix sect, Elder Zheng personally presided over their duel.

He went over to the largest arena in the center, and his gaze fell on the areas where the Medical God sect and the Cyan Phoenix sect were. He said in a clear voice, “Representatives of the Cyan Phoenix sect and the Medical God sect, please enter the arena!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Huai stepped into the arena. He chose to be the first to fight!

Back then, he had kicked Ye Chen off the arena with a single kick, so he wanted to repeat that today.

Most importantly, for cultivators, a repeat of that past humiliation might very likely destroy Ye Chen’s Dao heart. He wanted to become Ye Chen’s eternal nightmare.

Jiang Huai’s haughty gaze shot toward Ye Chen. He brandished his spear, his spear intent swept through the arena as he pointed the tip of the spear at Ye Chen.

“Little b*stard, how many seconds do you think you can last in the arena this time? You’re not going to get kicked off immediately again this time, right?” The crowd burst into laughter as everyone focused their attention on him.

Cold laughter, disdain, and indifference. Most people were expecting a repeat of what happened the last time.

Jiang Huai’s cultivation had reached the peak of the saint king realm, and was rumored to be on the verge of breaking through to the origin realm.

As for Ye Chen? Judging from his aura, he was at most a saint realm cultivator, which meant that there was a difference of a whole major realm between them.

Some people even started to place bets.

They were not betting on Ye Chen’s victory or defeat, but rather on how long he would be able to hold on.

They mocked and ridiculed him!

Xiao Bi and Old Xue were anxious. They clenched their fists tightly, as they were confused and unsure of the outcome.

They wanted to believe Ye Chen, but the scene from five years ago was still vivid in their minds. The same enemy, the same arena, could there be a different result?

Ye Chen’s gaze shot toward Jiang Huai. The humiliation he had endured for five years was completely unleashed at this moment.

Trash?

Mortal roots?

Today, he would use his sword to shatter the bindings of the past!

Pa!

Ye Chen’s feet were filled with true qi as he carried the sleeping Little Gold and stepped into the arena.

His eyes were indifferent, but the anger in his heart was on the verge of boiling over.

Elder Zheng saw that both of them had entered the arena. Jiang Huai had taken out his weapon, but Ye Chen was holding a cat with both hands as if he did not care about the fight at all.

Therefore, he said, “Ye Chen, there’s still ten seconds before the battle begins. Put down the pet, or it’ll be affected.”

Even though the battles in the surrounding arenas had begun, countless gazes were still fixed on Ye Chen.

They were curious as to what weapon he would try to use to reverse his fate.

Since he was from the Medical God sect, could it be a silver needle?

As everyone looked on, Ye Chen raised his head and stroked Little Gold. He replied, “I don’t need a weapon, so I’ll just carry this fellow.”

“This piece of trash isn’t worthy of me using a weapon. My feet are more than enough!”

Elder Zheng was momentarily stunned, and his expression turned ugly.

After a brief silence, the crowd burst into laughter.

Carrying a cat while fighting with his legs?

Was Ye Chen retarded?

Or had he chosen to give up long ago?

A saint realm cultivator was looking down on a peak-level saint king realm expert?

What a joke!

Elder Zheng shook his head and left.

If Ye Chen did not heed his advice, then so be it. He would just reap what he had sowed.

A cold wind blew across the arena as the two figures stared at each other amidst shouts from the spectators.

Of course, most of the shouts came from people insulting Ye Chen.

“Trash!”

“Get off the stage!”

“Ye Chen, Ji Siqing can’t protect you now. Do you still think I’ll let you off like I did five years ago? Today, I won’t kick you off the arena, but I’ll send you straight to hell!”

Jiang Huai revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

Today would be Ye Chen’s date of death!

“You’re too noisy! Let Little Gold sleep comfortably.”

Despite hearing Jiang Huai’s words and the sarcastic remarks coming from below the arena, Ye Chen was unaffected.

He stroked Little Gold with his right hand as if there was nothing else happening around him.

He was no longer the young man with mortal roots from five years ago. He was now Ye Shitian, who was feared by countless forces in the Kunlun Mountains, and master of the Samsara Graveyard!

What was a mere peak-level saint king realm cultivator in comparison? Jiang Huai would be his first stepping stone to mark his glorious return! Ye Chen closed his eyes.

Jiang Huai’s face turned ferocious when he saw this.

“Little b*stard! I’d like to see what gives you the confidence to be so arrogant!” “Die!”

Finally, he could not wait any longer, and with a roar, Jiang Huai dashed toward Ye Chen, pointing his spear forward.

The spear’s radiance shone brightly despite the sunlight. He took three steps forward, and his footsteps sounded like thunder, shocking everyone.

His speed then became faster and faster, until…

Rumble!

The moment the spear shot out, crackling sounds erupted from Jiang Huai’s body!

The spear whistled through the wind as it came hurtling toward Ye Chen. At this moment, Jiang Huai felt invincible!

The attack he used was the Life-Seizing Bloodthirsty Spear, and would normally kill everyone below the origin realm!

Under that terrifying aura, the entire arena shook faintly.

The spectators could not help but suck in a breath of cold air when they saw

Jiang Huai’s Life-Seizing Bloodthirsty Spear.

“As expected of a genius from the Cyan Phoenix sect! It’s likely that not many of his peers can block this attack. He lives up to his title of Spear King!” “That good-for-nothing from the Medical God sect is as good as dead!” At this moment, Ye Chen opened his eyes, and without hesitation, he stepped forward.

He held Little Gold in his arms as he leapt up into the air. Then, he channeled the power of lightning from his life rune and the power of the blood dragon into his leg.

It was as if it had transformed into a giant beast that wanted to devour the entire arena!

Ye Chen’s right leg emitted a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the sky from above, and suddenly, a wave of energy erupted from his leg that rushed toward Jiang Huai’s attack like an ancient dragon!

“Impossible!”

When Ye Chen attacked, the terrifying aura that erupted was extremely clear to

Jiang Huai. The wave of energy was like a blade that threatened to tear everything apart.

The two attacks collided, and his blood surged and he felt very uncomfortable!

He was no match for this power! What a powerful attack!

How could this piece of trash unleash this much strength?

Bang!

The arena shook, and dust and debris filled the air.

Jiang Huai’s eyes were filled with fear, and his face twisted in pain. His attack felt as if it had slammed into an immovable mountain!

Jiang Huai could not believe it!

Then, a voice rang out.

“Today, it’s your turn to lose!” Ye Chen roared.

Rumble!

Ye Chen’s right foot exploded with a violent force that was perhaps even greater than what an ordinary origin realm cultivator could withstand!