Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 810 - 812: Madness

Yan Fang’s final blow landed on Tie Shan’s chest.

With a thunderous impact, Tie Shan flew backward like a sandbag.

However, he didn’t fly out of the arena.

Seeing this, Yan Fang dashed forth using his movement technique, sweeping a kick and sending Tie Shan airborne.

“What are you doing?! He’s already down, yet you still strike!”

Li Qianqian screamed hysterically upon witnessing this.

“Exactly, he’s already down! Why keep attacking?”

“The Yan Family is blatantly breaking the rules!”

“What are you yelling for? The referee hasn’t called time-out, and he still has energy to fight. I merely kicked him off the stage—what’s wrong with that?”

Unable to endure the accusations from Li Qianqian and others, Yan Fang shifted the focus to the referee.

The referee was Ye Ku.

Previously, Ye Ku had shown Yan Fang no favoritism, so now Yan Fang aimed to pin the blame on him.

“Everyone, calm down. On the arena, fists and kicks have no mercy. Please take a moment to adjust—next will be the battle of Heaven-Rank warriors!”

Ye Ku truly found himself in a difficult position this time.

All he could do was clench his teeth and continue hosting.

Xiao Hu and Li Dazhuang quickly carried Tie Shan back to the resting area.

Xia Liu immediately took his pulse to assess the internal damage, then quickly channeled Spiritual Energy and used the Five Elements Needle for basic treatment.

“Boss, I’ve brought shame upon you.”

Tie Shan couldn’t recall the last time Xia Liu had to tend to his injuries. The sensation brought back a flood of bitter memories.

He, filled with confidence, had ultimately been struck down and now needed Xiao Hu and Li Dazhuang’s help just to walk.

“Tie Shan, you’ve done nothing to shame me. On the contrary, you’re my pride. You’re Osmanthus Sect’s pride.”

“That’s right, Tie Shan. In the future, with you leading Osmanthus Sect as Sect Leader, I’m certain you’ll cultivate a generation of warriors full of Proud Bones.”

Lin Xiaotian wholeheartedly agreed with Xia Liu’s words.

Earlier, a young Yan Family member was directly intimidated by Xiao Hu.

But Tie Shan, a warrior full of Proud Bones, wouldn’t flinch—not even if faced with death.

Such a spirit would enable him to walk further along the Martial Dao and gain true-hearted allies.

“Sect Master Tie, you’re truly incredible. If not for the opponent’s superior cultivation, you definitely wouldn’t have lost.”

Qingzi had heard about Tie Shan’s background from Xia Liu.

Facing Yan Fang, with his Earth-Rank Peak cultivation, while only being at Earth-Rank Primary Level, Tie Shan’s performance was already exceptional.

“Haha, I’ll work even harder in the future.”

Tie Shan didn’t quite know what to say, deeply moved by the praise from Xia Liu and Lin Xiaotian.

That emotion turned into determination. If his body allowed it, he’d want to start cultivating immediately, aiming to raise his level as soon as possible.

“The Yan Family, so heartless, deliberately harming others—I will avenge you. I will teach them a lesson and show everyone that Osmanthus Sect is no easy target!”

Leaving behind his towering silhouette, Lin Xiaotian slowly approached the stage.

The long-held anger was now about to erupt onto the Yan Family’s Heaven-Rank warrior.

The Yan Family likes to look down on others, to bully them, don’t they?

Lin Xiaotian relished such situations—absolutely relished it!

With each step onto the stairs, a faint indentation was left behind.

Those familiar with him knew—Lin Xiaotian was truly furious at this moment.

As for becoming the representative of the Western Province, victory was already within his grasp.

But whether he could take that title depended on what came next.

Standing in the center of the stage, Lin Xiaotian was like an unsheathed sword, revealing its dazzling edge.

Just looking directly at him made people’s eyes sting.

Such an aura caused countless people’s hairs to stand on end.

“Yan Family, get up here! Don’t tell me you’re admitting defeat?”

Noticing the Yan Family’s Heaven-Rank warrior hadn’t yet stepped onto the stage, Lin Xiaotian lowered his voice, augmenting it with Spiritual Energy, sending it reverberating like thunder across the arena.

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Many Low-Rank martial artists clutched their ears at that moment, the sound causing them to experience slight ringing.

Faced with a true warrior’s energy-infused voice projection, they were nearly scared to death.

On the Taishi Chairs, the four Half-Step Path-Entering warriors furrowed their brows.

They could sense something off in Lin Xiaotian’s voice.

Especially the deeply hidden killing intent.

This battle—something wasn’t right!

“Hmph! Osmanthus Sect is nothing but a joke. Yan Family afraid of you? Absurd delusions!”

Yan Fang glared angrily at Lin Xiaotian, unafraid of him acting out suddenly in front of so many people.

After all, the four Half-Step Path-Entering warriors were no laughing matter.

Moreover, the Yan Family had prepared everything today. What could a mere Heavenly Rank High-Level warrior possibly change?

Yan Hen, the thirty-ninth generation heir of the Yan Family, was of the same generation as Yan Fang’s father.

Today was a particularly significant day for the Yan Family—whether they could ascend depended on this.

And this final arena battle was crucial.

Yan Hen took several cold breaths before stepping onto the path toward greater heights.

“I’ll give you one chance—kneel and apologize to my brother, and I’ll go easy on you.”

“Hahaha! Brute strength and little experience in combat—so what if you’re Heavenly Rank High-Level? Watch me defeat you at Mid-Level Heavenly Rank!”

Faced with Lin Xiaotian’s harsh words, Yan Hen laughed.

As the laughter faded, Yan Hen’s expression turned grim: “Today, I’ll put an end to Osmanthus Sect’s Heavenly Rank warriors! Your cultivation will be destroyed!”

“Hah!”

No objections allowed—Yan Hen let out a forceful shout and rapidly tapped several major meridian points on his body.

Instantly, an even more violent aura erupted from Yan Hen.

His demeanor shifted dramatically.

“That’s the Yan Family’s secret technique for boosting cultivation!”

“Is the Yan Family insane?”

“No, that Heavenly Rank warrior’s gone mad! Using the secret technique to boost cultivation means being unable to call upon that power for ten years. And even after that, there’s no guarantee of restoring Heavenly Rank cultivation.”

“Absolutely insane.”

…

Ye Hu focused intently on Yan Hen for a moment, then ultimately shook his head: “Although he’s exuding a Heavenly Rank Peak aura, it won’t last long. Each time he utilizes this cultivation, his body will suffer immense damage. Yan Hen is exchanging the rest of his life for temporary strength.”

“Ah, Yan Family, Yan Family—do you truly believe you can dominate everything?”

“Daoist Fellow Peng, let them handle this themselves. Let’s focus on our part.”

Seeing Peng Hai about to point out the key issue, Ye Hu quickly offered a reminder.