Peerless Divine Doctor

Watching those two assail Ye Luo, Yan Ling’s complexion changed instantly, and her eyes couldn’t help but reveal a hint of worry.

Ye Luo, on the other hand, revealed a cold smirk at the corner of his mouth, pushed Yan Ling behind him, and launched a fierce counterattack against the two Late Houtian Level martial artists, his hands striking out like lightning.

Thump! Thump!

The sound of dull thuds, like beating a drum, rang out as Ye Luo’s fists collided fiercely with those of the two men. His Nine Yang True Qi burst forth instantly, shattering their true qi on their fists like a wrecking ball.

He obliterated their fists completely, shattering the meridians and bones in their arms, skin tore and flesh burst open, with pieces of bone jutting out. The two men let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, Ye Luo’s right leg swept out like a swift wind, striking the legs of the two men like a phantom.

Crack! Crack!

Two crisp and ear-piercing sounds of bones snapping echoed again. With one sweep of his foot, Ye Luo obliterated the legs of the men that were infused with powerful True Qi. They screamed once more, their bodies dropping to their knees before Ye Luo.

”Such grand gestures of respect from the two of you, how can I possibly accept it?”

Looking at the two men kneeling before him, Ye Luo said with a mocking smile still lingering at his lips.

”You...”

Wu Ying Xiong saw the scene before him and his face became unspeakably ugly, his eyes flickering with a cold light, while also betraying a flicker of shock.

”Both your bodyguards have kneeled before me; shouldn’t you also kneel?”

Ye Luo gave a sinister smile, turning his gaze toward Wu Ying Xiong.

”Bastard, attack, kill him!”

Wu Ying Xiong clenched his fists until they creaked, his face radiating an extremely ugly expression, his eyes flashing a murderous intent.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two personal bodyguards left behind Wu Ying Xiong also sensed Ye Luo’s terrifying strength, their eyes filled with seriousness. They swiftly brandished a dagger, stepped forward, and with a streak of light, stabbed directly at Ye Luo.

One aimed for Ye Luo’s neck while the other targeted his chest, their movements in perfect sync, striking swiftly with all their true qi erupting at once, attempting to deliver fatal blows at maximum speed.

A cold smirk outlined Ye Luo’s lips as he stood still, waiting until the daggers were just one centimeter away from his body before his hands leisurely swung out.

In Wu Ying Xiong’s, Lu Tianguang’s, and Yan Ling’s eyes, Ye Luo’s movements were indeed leisurely, the sluggish speed causing Wu Ying Xiong and Lu Tianguang’s faces to brighten with anticipation.

As for Yan Ling, her eyes flickered with thick worry, but she didn’t speak out, her beautiful gaze fixed on Ye Luo with a trace of expectation.

Slap! Slap!

But the very next second, Wu Ying Xiong and Lu Tianguang’s eyes were completely stupefied, revealing astonished expressions.

To their disbelief, Ye Luo’s seemingly slow hands bizarrely caught the lightning-fast wrists of the two bodyguards. The daggers were now only a distance of three fingers from Ye Luo’s neck and chest, yet no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t advance another millimeter.

A forceful surge of energy flowed from Ye Luo’s hands, instantly crushing the wrists of the two men, their daggers clattering to the ground. They emitted a shrill cry as Ye Luo’s feet lashed out fiercely once more.

Two crisp sounds rang out, Ye Luo had shattered the knees of both men completely, and they howled in agony, dropping to the ground, likely unable to ever stand again.

In less than a minute, all four of Wu Ying Xiong’s Late Houtian Level personal bodyguards were kneeling before Ye Luo, each with a ghostly pale face, emitting waves of mournful, painful wails, creating an eerily peculiar scene.

”They’ve all kneeled, now it’s your turn.”

Ye Luo’s eyes swept towards Wu Yingxiong, his pupils shimmering with light.

Suddenly, Wu Yingxiong’s face changed drastically, looking extremely ugly.

”You...”

Bang!

Before Wu Yingxiong could finish speaking, Ye Luo unleashed a kick, sending him flying and crashing into the private room’s door, emitting a muffled groan as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, the door to the private room was opened, and Wang Dongfang and others walked in. Seeing the situation inside, their expressions were startled, especially upon seeing Ye Luo standing there, their faces changed even more.

”Manager Wang, your timing is perfect, this...”

Seeing Wang Dongfang appear, Lu Tianguang’s fearful eyes lit up with joy, and he quickly addressed Wang Dongfang.

He and Wang Dongfang had known each other before and were friends, which is why he chose to meet Yan Ling at the Purple Xuan Clubhouse.

Now, seeing Wang Dongfang show up, hope once again rose in his fearful eyes, hoping that Wang Dongfang could help him against Ye Luo. He was well aware of Purple Xuan Clubhouse’s strength; as long as they were willing to take action, this young Ye Luo was doomed for sure.

But the very next second, Lu Tianguang was sent crashing back into despair.

”Mr. Ye, how come you’re here? What’s all this about?”

Without so much as a glance at Lu Tianguang, Wang Dongfang hurriedly walked up to Ye Luo, his expression carrying a measure of respectful deference.

What?

In an instant, Lu Tianguang’s gaze was once again frozen. He lost count of how many times he had been shocked today; this seemingly ordinary young man had brought him immense shock time and time again, leaving him struggling to catch up.

”Ran into a few boring people, just killing time.”

Ye Luo spoke nonchalantly, while Wang Dongfang gave another glance at Lu Tianguang and Wu Yingxiong, his inner thoughts jumping with alarm.

”Mr. Ye, did these people offend you? Do you want me to...”

Wang Dongfang pondered for a moment before hastily offering, clearly treating Ye Luo with a servant’s deference to a master.

Ye Luo’s eyes flickered with contemplation as he glanced at Wang Dongfang and said indifferently, ”No need, these fellows have already been taught a lesson. I can’t be bothered to deal with them any longer. Sister Yan, let’s go.”

With a devilish smile at the corners of his mouth, Ye Luo glanced at Yan Ling, whose face was still in a daze, and directly wrapped his arm around her slender waist and walked out, completely ignoring Lu Tianguang and his lot.

As for Wu Yingxiong, he lay on the ground with a pale face, his eyes flickering with a vicious hatred filled with killing intent, his heart seething with rage.

Having left the Purple Xuan Clubhouse, Yan Ling finally came back to her senses. Seeing herself pressed close against Ye Luo’s body, her face flushed red, and she lightly protested, ”You... let go of me first.”

Ye Luo inhaled the orchid-like fragrance emanating from Yan Ling, savoring the amazing elasticity and sensation of her soft, full body pressed against his, and with some reluctance, he let her go.

”Sister Yan, are you okay?”

Ye Luo asked with concern.