Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2216: Chapter 2215: One Versus Six

"Mama, Mama..."

Zhang Yichen, who was struck by the Sword of Spiritual Power, directly became an idiot.

He was babbling ’Mama’ from his mouth, hardly resembling a Half-Step Earth Realm martial artist, not even comparable to a three-year-old child.

Seeing this scene, Huang Jinwen and Jin Yu, who had just stopped fighting, both had their expressions change with shock.

"This Sword of Spiritual Power is too terrifying, isn’t it?" Huang Jinwen said, "I’d rather be killed than become an idiot."

Jin Yu nodded in agreement, saying, "The Sword of Spiritual Power doesn’t kill you physically, it only cuts your spirit. But for a martial artist, turning into an idiot by having their spirit cut is worse than being killed by a sword."

"Imagine a martial artist who was once glorious and famous turned into an idiot by a sword strike. Surely, their reputation during their lifetime would be entirely lost."

"Just like Zhang Yichen now, all he knows is to call for Mama..."

As he was speaking, Zhang Yichen suddenly lunged at him and embraced him tightly.

"Mama, Mama..."

Jin Yu froze momentarily, quickly pushed him away, "Roll, who is your Mama!"

Zhang Yichen was pushed away, crying like a three-year-old child. This scene made everyone exchange glances.

All felt the Sword of Spiritual Power was truly frightening.

They all stayed a bit further away, fearing to be affected like Zhang Yichen.

They definitely didn’t want to become an idiot like Zhang Yichen.

At this moment, Crimson Pupil King’s expression drastically changed, looking at Lin Dong furiously, saying, "Master Lin, you, a dignified Ninth Stage Great Grandmaster elder, actually attacked a Half-Step Earth Realm martial artist? You lack any sense of proportion!"

Lin Dong laughed and said, "Indeed, I am a Ninth Stage Grandmaster, but as for being an elder, it doesn’t quite count? I’m actually younger than your junior Zhang Yichen."

Upon hearing Lin Dong’s words, Crimson Pupil King was directly at a loss for words.

Only then did he remember that Master Lin in front of him was merely twenty-one years old. Although powerful, he was indeed younger than his junior Zhang Yichen.

"Moreover, I initially aimed the Sword of Spiritual Power at you. But you didn’t dare to attempt to resist it, causing it to cut into your junior Zhang Yichen."

"He became an idiot, you, as his elder, at least have to bear nine layers of responsibility."

"Pff—" Crimson Pupil King was almost spitting blood, "You brat, you brat, you’re simply talking nonsense!"

He couldn’t have imagined that Lin Dong was not only powerful in Spiritual Power but also formidable with his mouth.

Just with words, he provoked his Tao Heart to scatter, unable to hold back and cursed aloud.

Lin Dong calmly said, "Crimson Pupil King, dare to face me head-on with a Sword of Spiritual Power?"

Crimson Pupil King’s body stiffened, he closed his mouth.

"Very good, knowing that you’re afraid so you obediently closed your mouth. You do have some self-awareness."

Crimson Pupil King’s expression constantly shifted, indescribable fury stirring inside.

Sword Slave beside him spoke, "Crimson Pupil King, don’t argue words with this brat. Let’s join hands to slaughter him."

"Right, let’s join hands, no need to hold back anymore," Crimson Pupil King said loudly.

Lin Yuhua also said, "Although this child is only at the Ninth Stage Great Grandmaster Late Stage, he has many trump cards, boasting Dragon Blood Sacred Body, Sword Intent, and spiritual cultivators. With so many trump cards, the six of us joining hands against him isn’t losing dignity."

"Let’s go together, stop worrying about face."

"If we keep worrying about face, be careful not to be turned into an idiot by his sword. If you become an idiot, that’s truly losing dignity."

"Right, let’s do it!"

"..."

At this moment, the six great experts no longer had any concerns about losing face, they all attacked Lin Dong together.

Sword Slave slashed a sword toward Lin Dong.

Sword Slave from the Lin family, his strength was immensely powerful, as a Ninth Stage Grandmaster Peak.

Moreover, he had learned some Kendo from Kunlun.

A fair amount of Ancient Martial Sword Techniques had been learned.

At this moment, the sword he slashed out was a form of Ancient Martial Sword Technique passed down from Kunlun, known as ’Thunderclap Sword.’

With one sword strike, a Heavenly Thunder was drawn down! It roared towards Lin Dong to attack.

This Thunderclap Sword drawn Heavenly Thunder was comparable to the tribulation thunderbolt of a Ninth Stage Grandmaster Peak, capable of slaughtering even a Ninth Stage Great Grandmaster Peak warrior.

At this moment, a streak of sword light carrying the might of lightning slashed toward Lin Dong.

Lin Dong saw the Thunderclap Sword strike coming, laughed heartily.

When he was crossing the Heavenly Tribulation of the Tenth Stage Grandmaster, he resisted the most terrifying Nine Heavy Sky Thunders.

Though he was now only a Heavenly Demon Charming Shadow Doppelganger, to resist this ordinary might of heavenly thunder was naturally no challenge.

He assumed a bow stance with his legs, circulating his entire body’s Inner Qi, entirely activating the Dragon Blood Holy Body.

"Hiss—"

The Dragon Blood Holy Body was activated, layers of Dragon Scale Armor covered his body, the light of the Divine Dragon burst forth, then he blasted out a punch.

Using the flesh body fist of the Dragon Blood Holy Body to withstand the heavenly thunder drawn by the Thunderclap Sword.

"Boom!!!"

That heavenly thunder struck Lin Dong’s fist, shattered by his punch.

Seeing this scene, the Old Patriarch of the Lin family was utterly shocked.

As the owner of Sword Slave, she naturally knew the power of Sword Slave’s Thunderclap Sword best. Seeing it shattered by Lin Dong’s punch was naturally astounding.

Sword Slave himself was even more shocked.

"Using the flesh body to withstand heavenly thunder, this flesh body is already comparable to a Heavenly Realm Sacred Body! If one day he breaks through to Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, there’s no need to worry about the power of tribulation thunderbolts."

"Unless encountering those heaven-defying level tribulation thunders, otherwise, he can easily pass the heavenly tribulations."

After Lin Dong blocked Sword Slave’s Thunderclap Sword with a punch, Yimu-Khan, the Ninth Stage Great Grandmaster from Yujia Country, also launched an attack.

Yimu-Khan mastered the Ancient Yoga Technique, his close combat ability was extremely terrifying.

"Eight gates all open, one punch ten thousand pounds!"

His body’s potential was unlocked to an extremely terrifying degree, so his flesh body’s strength was immensely powerful.

After opening eight gates, any random punch could unleash ten thousand pounds of force.

He swung his fist, launching a punch toward Lin Dong.

This punch could easily collapse a building.

Seeing this, Lin Dong merely made a light counter-punch.

"Your eight gates open with ten thousand pounds of power. My Dragon Blood Holy Body, a casual swipe, has thirty thousand pounds of force!"

"Boom!" Lin Dong casually waved a punch, delivering thirty thousand pounds of force.

"Boom!" The two punches collided, Lin Dong stood motionless.

As for Yimu-Khan, the master from Yujia Country, his body directly faced reverse flight.

With unequal power, in a clash, the weaker ones naturally couldn’t withstand it!

"Dragon Blood Holy Body is indeed terrifying, though I can also deliver thirty thousand pounds of power!" Yimu-Khan’s body flew backward several hundred meters before stabilizing his stance.

Then, he unleashed his body’s potential to the apex.

Simultaneously, he launched a move of ancient martial arts.

"Earthshaking Fist!"

He soared, opening all eight gates at the same time, then thirty-four more acupoints, pushing the flesh body’s power to the extreme, delivering over thirty thousand pounds of force.

’Lin Dong’ smiled slightly, secretly remarking, "If my true self were here, how could it be limited to thirty thousand pounds of power?"

He now could only deliver a tenth of his true power.

However, a tenth of the physical power was enough to handle this Yimu-Khan.

"You have the Ancient Martial Earthshaking Fist, I have Dragon Country’s level-eight fist to support the sky."

"Today, I’ll use Dragon Country grandmaster level’s national art, combined with physical strength, to meet your ancient yoga ancient martial move!"

"See which prevails, your earth-shaking or my sky-supporting!"