Peerless Divine Doctor

Chapter 917: Chapter 917: Just One Punch

”Cross Slash!”

Suddenly, Hechuan bellowed out, his katana swiftly waving to combine two blades into a cross hurtling towards Feng Dao. Feng Dao swung at it, shattering the Cross Slash with a powerful strike, but the impact forced him back repeatedly.

”Shadowless Whirlwind Slash!”

Hechuan roared again, spinning rapidly like a cyclone, unleashing countless blades that bombarded Feng Dao, making it impossible to discern real from fake.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Feng Dao wielded his heavy Xuan Iron Sword so tightly that the hefty blade seemed weightless in his hands, smashing all incoming blades apart.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Hechuan’s body suddenly shot forward, his katana carrying infinite strength aiming directly at Feng Dao’s throat.

Clang!

Feng Dao’s expression hardened. He swiftly swung his Xuan Iron Sword to meet the katana, the clash of their forces erupting violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions surrounded the two fighters. Then, the arena could no longer withstand the terrifying force of their clash and completely collapsed.

As the platform fell apart, a strong gust swept in all directions, forcing the bystanders to repeatedly step back, and both fighters on the stage collapsed as well.

When the dust and fierce winds had settled, a figure suddenly flew out—it was Feng Dao. His body twisted in mid-air, and he stabbed his Xuan Iron Sword into the cement floor, half-kneeling and spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Meanwhile, Bei Chenfeng of Beichen Ittoryu also trembled, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He too was injured, though not as severely as his opponent.

With the strength of the Fifth Level Saint Realm, Feng Dao managed to injure a master of the Seventh Level. His strength and talent were indeed formidable, rightfully earning him the reputation as the top of Tian Group’s younger generation under Cao Wuheng.

”You lost!”

Hechuan said to Feng Dao with a cold tone.

”I indeed lost, but if I reach your realm, killing you will be like slaughtering a dog!”

Feng Dao’s face was pale, his expression crazed as he shouted. Even in defeat, his aura was undiminished.

”You...”

Hechuan’s face darkened, his gaze icy as he stared at Ye Luo.

”Well said, kill him like a dog!”

An admiring voice sounded as Ye Luo walked directly towards Feng Dao, pulling out an elixir and handing it to him.

”Take this, it will heal your injuries!”

Ye Luo spoke softly to Feng Dao, who looked at him in astonishment.

”Don’t worry, I’m also a member of the Special Security Bureau!”

Ye Luo continued, showing Feng Dao his bureau ID.

Only then did Feng Dao believe in Ye Luo’s identity, taking the elixir and consuming it. Suddenly, he felt a warm flow throughout his body, and his injuries healed almost instantly.

”Thank you!”

Feng Dao, having recovered from his injuries, quickly stood up and thanked Ye Luo.

”There’s no need for that. I admire you a lot. Well done.”

Ye Luo, watching Feng Dao, smirked. He genuinely admired him and felt an impulse to recruit him.

After all, Feng Dao was talented and had great potential. With proper cultivation of his resources, he was destined to become a formidable figure in the future.

”Kid, who are you?”

Hechuan’s gaze swept toward Ye Luo as he coldly spat out.

”You don’t need to know. Just obediently rebuild the ring. Tomorrow, I will let you and these so-called disciples of Beichen Ittoryu know that Huaxia is not something your Island Country people can provoke.”

Ye Luo spoke indifferently, his eyes sweeping toward Bei Chenfeng, shooting sharp lights that burst forth like the blades of katanas exploding from his gaze.

Their eyes intertwined in the air, creating an invisible force of attack.

”And you, Bei Chenfeng, if you don’t want to shame Beichen Ittoryu tomorrow, then take your men and scram out of Huaxia. Otherwise, I’ll make sure Beichen Ittoryu loses all its dignity!”

Ye Luo looked at Bei Chenfeng and snorted coldly before turning to leave.

”Arrogant brat, you dare to disrespect Beichen Ittoryu! You’re courting death!”

At this moment, Hechuan glared at Ye Luo, bellowing angrily as a glint of fury flashed through his eyes. He lunged forward, aiming a fierce strike with his katana at Ye Luo’s back.

”Be careful!”

Seeing this, Feng Dao hurriedly shouted.

The War Wolf and the Military Knife both changed their expressions, about to act, but were stopped by the War God who shook his head.

”This damn Island Country man actually launching a sneak attack, how shameless!”

The crowd around at that moment, unable to contain their anger, cursed out loud while looking at Ye Luo with worry.

”Be careful!”

At that moment, Bei Chenfeng’s eyes hardened, and he abruptly stood up, shouting loudly. However, his warning was not for Ye Luo but for Hechuan.

However, Bei Chenfeng’s words were clearly too late. Just as Hechuan’s katana was about to strike Ye Luo, the latter sharply turned his body and clenched his fist, without using any True Qi. He blasted it out directly.

Bang!

A dull sound of force erupted as Ye Luo’s fist collided with Hechuan’s katana.

Hechuan felt as if his blade had struck metallic steel instead of a human fist, his eyes revealing a shocked expression.

Boom!

Then, a fierce and domineering force burst forth from Ye Luo’s fist. The special metal katana was smashed into pieces by this punch, and the momentum did not lessen as it struck his body.

”Puh!”

In an instant, Hechuan, a Seventh Level Saint Realm expert was blasted away by Ye Luo’s punch, smashing into the ruined debris of the collapsed ring. The entire place fell silent.

Feng Dao was utterly shocked. The disciples of Beichen Ittoryu stared in stunned disbelief, even War Wolf and Military Knife were struck dumb.

And Feng Ying, who had not left the distance, felt his heart tremble as fear flickered through his pupils upon seeing Ye Luo blast a Seventh Level Saint Realm expert away with a single punch.

He initially wanted to challenge Ye Luo after coming out of seclusion, to teach him a lesson and reciprocate the humiliation Ye Luo had inflicted on him.

Now, seeing this scene, Feng Ying felt fortunate that he hadn’t troubled Ye Luo, or he might not even know how he would have died.

This Ye Luo was becoming more monstrous over time. He and Feng Ying were clearly no longer from the same world.

”This guy, I was indeed not wrong about him,” said the War God, his eyes narrowing intensely.