The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 581: Chapter 581: You’re not Worthy for Me to Draw My Sword!
 

Huang Xiaolong briefly unleashed his might.

Boom~~~!!!!!!

In an instant, Ying Hai’s body seemed to be struck by lightning with myriad illusions enveloping him. It was as if he had plunged into the netherworld!

Cold! Insignificant! Fearful! Despairing! Broken!

Ying Hai’s eyes, the light in them scattering, looked utterly stunned.

The next second——

Splat~~~!!!!!!

Blood spurted from his mouth, Ying Hai’s knees collapsed, and he knelt directly in front of Huang Xiaolong, shivering as he repeatedly kowtowed to Huang Xiaolong, shattering a large part of the ground.

The crowd was in uproar!

In the battle between Huang Xiaolong and Ying Hai, not a single blow was exchanged. Those who knew about martial arts could see that it was a confrontation of aura, a silent resistance, but the specific details were unknown to all. What was known was the outcome—Ying Hai was defeated!

“Dad~~ Little Long won again! Four consecutive wins, earning 8 points! It appears we might be looking at the group’s number one!” Ying Aoshan was overjoyed.

“Hmm~~ Our son-in-law has indeed brought us one surprise after another, unending, always with something up his sleeve.” Ying Xiao laughed heartily, “With our son-in-law here, today, I would like to see who comes out on top between your brother and me! The future position of the Family Head is yet to be decided!”

After a pause, Ying Xiao simply analyzed, “Ying Hai emerged from a pile of dead bodies and was raised by beasts in his early years, so his aura is particularly bloody. In this battle, our son-in-law crushed Ying Hai solely with his aura. It’s truly unbelievable.”

Ying Chong’s faction was enraged, especially Ying Qingquan, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

He was the seeded player of Huang Xiaolong’s group, with a current record of total victories, aiming for the first place in the group. But now, Huang Xiaolong, who is from the same group, is gaining more popularity. If he becomes the group’s number one, Ying Qingquan would lose face.

This moment, Ying Qingfeng sneered, “Qingquan, don’t overthink it. It was Ying Hai’s own stupidity. He tried to compete with that mutt in terms of aura and ended up being suppressed; it seems the mutt has strong psychological quality, thick-skinned. In fact, Ying Hai’s cultivation of True Qi and his martial arts skills are not weak, if he had drawn his sword in the beginning and pushed the attack, that mutt would most likely be crushed. Hmm, Qingquan, remember, don’t let your state of mind be affected, that mutt is not your competition.”

Hearing what Ying Qingfeng said, Ying Qingquan relaxed slightly.

On the combat arena of the third group. Huang Xiaolong reined in his wild aura, and the pressure on Ying Hai relieved instantly, causing him to faint and fall to the ground.

Though outwardly his injuries did not appear serious, Huang Xiaolong had planted a seed of failure in his heart. From this point onwards, his character will dramatically change to become weak, humble, lacking in confidence, and his cultivation will regress instead of progress.

“Haha~~” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, leaping off the arena.

For the fourth round of the group competition, Huang Xiaolong won, earning 8 points.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The fights continued.

In the fifth round, Huang Xiaolong’s opponent conceded defeat, bringing his score up to 10 points.

In the sixth round, his opponent pondered for half a minute, sighed, dropped his sword and admitted defeat, Huang Xiaolong’s score rose to 12 points.

…

On the other hand, Ying Qingfeng and Ying Aotian were also continuously winning, climbing in points like a rolling rock downhill.

By the ninth round, the opponent of Huang Xiaolong, his eyes akin to a venomous snake, said, “I’ll admit defeat, but your undefeated streak will soon end. In the last round of the group competition, your opponent will be Ying Qingquan, who is also undefeated. He will deal with you!”

…

Round ten!

Battle arena for the third group.

Huang Xiaolong stood lazily, unarmed, while Ying Qingquan held a longsword, majestically reflecting the sun, stepping onto the battle arena, facing Huang Xiaolong directly.

Upon entry to the stage, Ying Qingquan demonstrated his Sword Qi. His back was as upright as a sword, filled with a formidable aura, slicing through the sky like a sword out of its sheath. His body’s 71 streams of True Qi rolled like pythons, creating a frightening sound similar to a mudslide. Above his head, invisible Sword Qi pulsed out, grinding the air into fine particles.

Back in Jiangnan City during the martial arts competition, Huang Xiaolong encountered Huangfu Tusun, a talented swordsman from the Sun Family, who was also a proficient swordsman. However, compared with the genius of the Ying family, Ying Qingquan, there was indeed a huge difference.

“Kid, I didn’t expect, you hiding your power pretending to be weak, to go undefeated in the group, and encounter me…” Ying Qingquan snickered, he was insightful and calm. Although he had been slightly wary of Huang Xiaolong before, he now maintained a stable state of mind, perfectly channeling his battle intent and Sword Qi, “It’s unfortunate for you, you don’t stand a chance. Today, you made me lose face big time. But in this battle, I’ll reclaim it from you~~~”

Huang Xiaolong’s battle against Ying Qingquan was the cynosure of all eyes.

Ying Qingquan was the seeded player of this group, condensing 71 streams of True Qi, an absolute genius in the domestic martial arts circle. Within Ying Chong’s group, only Ying Qingfeng surpassed him.

Huang Xiaolong’s journey so far, most of the opponents he faced had voluntarily conceded, the few opponents who had been knocked out by him did not reveal any insight into his potential.

Many people were curious——perhaps Ying Qingquan would be able to push Huang Xiaolong to his limits!

“What weapon will you use?” Ying Qingquan asked indifferently. “I suggest you not be arrogant. Against me, you should display your strongest strength.”

Ying Qingquan’s body was filled with a dragon-like Sword Qi, Huang Xiaolong practiced numerous types of martial arts, but he had a special preference for swordsmanship and knife art.

The invisible Sword Qi emanating from Ying Qingquan attracted the Sword Qi in Huang Xiaolong’s body, leaving him itching to fight back. He looked toward Ying Aoshan, “Sweet wife, find me a sword. A normal one will do.”

“Eh? My son-in-law is also proficient in swordsmanship?” Ying Xiao looked surprised. After all, Huang Xiaolong had not demonstrated any proficiency with any weapon in the previous group battles.

The audience around the square, as well as the Elder Group seating area, all started whispering.

“Dad, Little Long’s sword and knife skills are very strong. Last time in the Jiangnan City fist-fighting competition, it was with his swordsmanship that he defeated the arrogant Huangfu Tusun.” Ying Aoshan borrowed a blue steel sword from one of her cousins, obediently ran to the bottom of the arena platform, and threw it to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong casually caught the longsword.

The moment he held the sword, Huang Xiaolong naturally emitted a sharp aura!

“You know how to use a sword?” Ying Qingquan’s pupils contracted like a needle. “Great! I, Ying Qingquan, love to compete with swordsmen the most! I started practicing the sword at the age of seven, the sword in my hand is as important as my life! Killing with a drawn sword is as natural to me as breathing! Since you’re a swordsman, then, dying under my sword, you’ll die an honorable death! Draw your sword!”

Huang Xiaolong chuckled, without drawing the sword, he said brightly, “To deal with you, I don’t need to draw my sword. Uh… you’re not worth me drawing it.”

Whaaaa~~~~!!!!!!

The whole place was in an uproar!