The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

139: Chapter 135: Which Hand Do You Want to Keep?

139: Chapter 135: Which Hand Do You Want to Keep?

“Just walk away like that?

I haven’t even taken my turn yet!”

Lin Tian stepped out from the crowd, his gaze falling on the people from the Huaxia Martial Arts Hall, somewhat puzzled.

We had just agreed that I could go on stage for a trial, and now it’s over before I even got a chance.

These people are just too weak!

Of course, now that Lin Tian was voluntarily stepping forward, aside from planning to help Lin Yiyi and Bai Xiaoshuai out of consideration for Tang Qianqian, the main reason was that he had become quite interested in that Man without underpants who had made a move earlier.

He felt he must spar with him no matter what!

Just now, he heard Yang Ji mention something about a “Guardian,” and he didn’t know what kind of cultivation path it was from Japan—It was the perfect chance to find out!

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Tian couldn’t help but sneak a few glances at the Man without underpants.

However, Lin Tian’s words had left everyone present stunned, and for a moment, the Martial Arts Hall fell quiet.

Everyone in the hall looked at Lin Tian as if he were an idiot!

“Lin Tian, do you think we haven’t embarrassed ourselves enough?

Humph, and now you still want to go up there and show off!”

Lei Tianxing, who had come to support Bai Xiaoshuai, was red-faced with anger as he stepped forward to pull Lin Tian back, scolding him:

“Even if you have the passion, it doesn’t mean you should go up there and lose your life!

With your ordinary body, to withstand a punch from a martial artist would be deadly!”

Hearing Lei Tianxing’s advice, Lin Tian detected the concern in his words.

The man might have been conservative and prideful, but at least he was a good person.

Lin Tian gave him a smile and shook his head.

But others were not so kind to Lin Tian.

“Idiot, do you want us to continue losing face because of you!”

“This dumbass must be trying to show off just because of those two beauties next to him!”

“F*ck, we’ve already lost, but now he’s adding insult to injury.

Just let him go up and die!”

The students of the Martial Arts Hall started hurling insults.

“Idiot, get out!

If you want to die, go somewhere far away, don’t embarrass us at this moment!”

Bao Shuya screeched at Lin Tian in a shrill voice:

“Even Grandmaster Yang Ji lost, do you think you can win?

You’re really f*cking brain-dead!”

He was already furious about losing the match, and now this clueless fool dared to step up.

At this moment, Xu Tangge looked worried as she approached and said, “Lin Tian, maybe you should just let it go.

You’re just here to help, there’s no need to force yourself!”

“Haha, Miss Xu rarely shows me concern, but don’t worry, I know what I’m doing!”

Lin Tian laughed softly, then suddenly reached out to pat Xu Tangge’s head, giving her a reassuring look.

He…

he actually touched my head?

Xu Tangge’s eyes widened in surprise, and after a moment’s pause, her face flushed red with a mix of embarrassment and anger.

No boy had ever dared to be so affectionate with her except for her father!

Lin Tian let go of her head and ignored the jeers and taunts of Bao Shuya and the others, turning instead to Cheng Huan and asked, “Master Cheng, may I have a go?”

Cheng Huan had a stern face and glanced at the injured Yang Ji before saying in a heavy tone, “You’ve seen it yourself.

Even Grandmaster Yang Ji couldn’t last a single move against the Man without underpants.

What do you think your outcome will be up there?”

“Master Cheng, rest assured, if anything unforeseen happens to me up there, I will take full responsibility for it!”

Lin Tian reassured Cheng Huan, seeing his fear of shouldering unnecessary trouble.

“Master, let this idiot go up.

Let’s see how he dies!”

“F*cking hell, he’s an idiot.

Just let him go up; it’s not like we care to lose face one more time!”

“What a fool, he was disrespectful to Master Yang from the beginning, arrogant and self-important.

Turns out he’s brain-damaged—just let him go up and get himself killed.

That way, we’ll have one less loser!”

Many students burst into angry curses once again.

Seeing everyone’s righteous indignation, Cheng Huan helplessly shook his head and nodded to Lin Tian.

“Alright, go ahead.

We take no responsibility for your life or death!”

With permission granted, Lin Tian smiled slightly and walked toward the Martial Arts Platform.

Watching Lin Tian actually step up, many faces sneered and grew darker.

Yang Ji and Lei Tianxing among others sighed and shook their heads.

“So there are still people from Huaxia Martial Arts who want to keep challenging!”

Man without underpants glanced at the approaching Lin Tian, shook his head disdainfully, and stepped down from the Martial Arts Platform.

Witnessing this scene, Zhao Riji, the head of Emperor Karate Dojo, said to He Zhihai, “Zhihai, go up there and cripple this idiot!”

Hearing the order, He Zhihai smirked and leaped onto the Martial Arts Platform with a sinister smile.

“Hahaha…

The National Martial Arts Academy is really full of trash; even such idiots come up!

They are outright asking to be killed!”

He Zhihai briefly surveyed Lin Tian, noticed his tender white palms, flat temples, and frail body, and shook his head in disdain, bursting into laughter.

But Lin Tian’s expression remained unchanged.

He walked slowly, step by step, onto the Martial Arts Platform and after taking his place, he glanced at He Zhihai only once before turning his gaze to Cheng Huan, saying, “You’re sending him up here, it’s no different from sending him to his death!”

“Kid, you’re bold, you’re arrogant!”

Seeing Lin Tian publicly ignoring him, He Zhihai’s face was filled with fury.

At that moment, Zhao Riji watched Lin Tian with a silent, cold smile, as if looking at an idiot.

He had already thoroughly observed the young man before him, with his delicate hands and thin body, lacking the profound aura of a martial artist, and thus concluded the youth was merely showing off.

Seeing Zhao Riji remaining silent, Lin Tian turned to He Zhihai and said, “Looks like you really want to fight me.

I’ll indulge you.

Besides, you just mocked Sister Yiyi, but I don’t remember which hand of yours was misbehaving.

Now, I’ll give you a choice, which hand do you want to keep?”

“Idiot, since you want to die, I, He Zhihai, will fulfill your wish!”

Lin Tian’s blatantly contemptuous words instantly enraged He Zhihai.

With a curse, he shot forth, flipping through the air with a quick and fierce kick aimed directly at Lin Tian’s temple.

If this kick landed, even a hulking big man would be seriously injured or even killed on the spot.

Lin Tian’s eyes grew cold, he reached up and instantly grabbed the attacker’s leg, swung it around like he was flinging a sandbag, and smashed him violently onto the Martial Arts Platform.

Bang~~

He Zhihai was smashed so hard that stars flew in his vision and he almost blacked out, unable to hold back the blood that surged out of his mouth.

“Since you don’t want to choose, then I’ll have to take both of your hands!”

Lin Tian’s voice was ice-cold as he dashed up to He Zhihai in a flash.

Crack~~

Clasping He Zhihai’s hands, Lin Tian moved with lightning speed, viciously twisting both hands around until they became twisted like pretzels, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

He Zhihai’s screams instantly filled the Martial Arts Hall.

His face turned ashen as he tumbled around, overwhelmed by the intense pain in his arms, and soon passed out.

This entire scene happened within mere seconds, catching everyone by surprise.

Looking at He Zhihai’s arms, twisted into an indistinct bloody mess, many students in the Martial Arts Hall felt their scalps tingle.

And as they turned their gaze back to Lin Tian, who had instantly incapacitated He Zhihai upon the Martial Arts Platform, their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

“This young man is strong!

We misjudged!”

Yang Ji and others also secretly marveled, exclaiming in surprise.

“Now, it’s your turn!”

Lin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile playing on his lips as he looked towards Zhao Riji and the others, speaking softly.