Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 744 - 738: Casual (Part 1)

In an instant.

Utter silence.

The Ascension Martial Arts Arena, crowded with nearly four hundred million martial cultivators, suddenly felt like it had entered midnight, like a dead cold place devoid of life.

Everyone seemed as if their Divine Souls were shattered and their thoughts drained in an instant.

All that remained were their stunned shells and eyes wide with shock, trembling terror, and chill, as if they might fall to the ground.

What had they heard?

Someone dared... dared to curse Young Master Bai? And in such an unspeakable manner.

In their hearts, Young Master Bai was like a godly being. Among the nearly four hundred million martial cultivators present, at least half of them didn’t even dare to look Young Master Bai in the eye, feeling that even this would be disrespect towards him.

And Su Chen? The contrast was just too stark!!!

Bai Tianqi was also somewhat stunned.

He rebuked Su Chen merely because he felt a slight annoyance and discomfort towards him, nothing more. It was his way of exercising the dominance of a super genius and supreme powerhouse over ordinary martial cultivators.

He thought that Su Chen would obediently kowtow to the Old Ancestors.

He thought that Su Chen would burst into tears from his scolding.

But the reality was...

It took a good ten breaths before Bai Tianqi’s face turned red with anger!

In his mind, it was as if Divine Fire had been ignited, burning him to the brink of losing his sanity. Behind his endless, sinister gaze lay a boundless killing intent.

Yet, no matter how intense his urge to kill, Bai Tianqi didn’t strike immediately because he was someone who cared about face. With so many martial cultivators watching, how could he, Bai Tianqi, lower himself to strike a mere ant? Especially one that was eight years his junior.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Tianqi ordered, "Bai Li, break his limbs and throw him out of Wanlong Dragons Imperial City."

Immediately, a middle-aged man standing behind him stepped forward.

This middle-aged man was already over a thousand years old. His talent for martial cultivation was mediocre; at his age, he was only at the Sixth Level of the Creation Realm. Of course, this mediocrity was relative to Bai Tianqi. When compared to ordinary martial cultivators, this man was a once-in-ten-thousand-years presence—after all, he was of the Creation Realm!

Bai Li had the typical appearance of a bodyguard, dressed in deep red beast skin armor with a two-meter-long, ink-colored spear with a silver spearhead in his hand, a superior divine artifact.

Bai Li was like a mute, without a word, his expression serene and indifferent.

After he stepped forward, he raised his eyes to look at Su Chen. His gaze was like two hooks of slaughter, latching onto Su Chen and locking on completely.

It was the moment Bai Li fixed his sights on Su Chen that the crowd around him, which had been packed tight, suddenly dispersed.

The area of several tens of meters around Su Chen became empty, the air condensed, shrouded in silence.

The next moment.

Whoosh!!!

Suddenly.

Bai Li made his move.

When still, he was as quiet as a corpse, but when he acted, it was like a Jiao Long emerging from the depths, full of explosive power. The spearhead aimed straight for the heart, concealed within the bone, shining like a silver dot, threatening to break through everything, aiming directly for Su Chen’s chest—but not at the heart, because Bai Tianqi had ordered to break Su Chen’s limbs and throw him out of Wanlong City, not to take his life directly.

In the fraction of a breath, like a flash of lightning, a dragon’s illusory movements, a giant demon’s swift turn, it was over in a blink. Among the nearly four hundred million martial cultivators present, hardly a few could clearly see how the spear had moved through the air and space. By the time their eyes caught up with the spear, the spearhead was already within a meter of Su Chen!

Fast!

Too fast!

When a supreme powerhouse makes a move, it’s indescribably shocking...

The terrifying strength of Bai Li was fully displayed.

Almost every Martial Cultivator was wondering, if they were in Su Chen’s position at this moment, what would be their fate? With this thought, they felt a bone-chilling coldness... as if waiting for death was the only option!

However.

It was at this second.

Su Chen suddenly shook his head, "The speed of the spear is not bad, but it lacks a certain strangeness and flexibility, not agile enough..."

As his voice fell, miracles occurred!

Su Chen’s entire figure, like a ghost or deity, vanished directly, disappeared without a trace, strangely to an extent that made one’s scalp tingle.

And Bai Li’s long spear naturally missed its target, the silver-white point of the spear tip bursting forth with a trembling power that obliterated both the Void and Real Space into Chaos and Nothingness.

In less than a fraction of a breath, Bai Li’s face drastically changed, no longer the previous calm, indifference... because he felt that Su Chen seemed to be standing right behind him!

Subconsciously, Bai Li turned around.

But just as he turned.

Smack!!!

An arm, like the hand of Azure Heaven itself, suddenly clamped onto his neck.

Bai Li didn’t even see clearly how Su Chen had managed to grab his neck so fast.

Bai Li’s heart was about to burst, overcome with intense terror.

He simply couldn’t imagine just how much he lacked in strength compared to his opponent? It was like an ant encountering a Divine Dragon!

The feeling of despair and helplessness was beyond description.

Gripped by the neck, Bai Li could no longer breathe, his eyes fixed on Su Chen.

"Your reaction is too slow," Su Chen said indifferently, and then...

Boom!

Su Chen fiercely raised his hand, his wrist effortlessly flipping, and in an instant, Bai Li was like a bullet shot out, fast as a gust of wind and lightning, utterly unable to control his own body as he fluttered in the air, flying backwards.

A breath later.

Bai Li had flown backwards a full five hundred meters.

He crashed forcefully onto the rocky ground, thrust into the rock floor like an uprooted tree, with glaring, deep cracks spreading out from Bai Li as the center point, extending in all directions, as if the ground had just experienced an earthquake.

Bai Li, severely injured, on the brink of death.

And Su Chen, throughout the entire process, was as relaxed as if he had just sipped some water, his ease simply indescribable. Even his breath, complexion, and gaze showed not the slightest change or movement.

In the Ascension Martial Arts Arena, it felt as if the temperature had plunged ten thousand degrees!

As if to freeze all flesh and thought!

So silent, even the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

Bai Tianqi also stood there petrified, his entire body as though it had been filled with cement, motionless, only his eyes were fixed dead on Su Chen.

"Earlier, I could overlook your impudence and foolishness. Going forward, do not provoke me, for I am not one you can afford to," Su Chen said, lifting his head amidst the silence, his face quiet and handsome beneath the black robe, expressionless as he glanced at Bai Tianqi.

Then.

Without waiting for Bai Tianqi to respond, Su Chen continued to walk, heading towards the forefront of the high platform.

Why get closer? Because getting closer was the only way he could better ascertain Yu Qingrou’s condition and decide what to do next.

Tap tap tap...

Su Chen’s footsteps were not loud, but on this massive Ascension Martial Arts Arena, they were piercing to the utmost degree.