Peach Blossom Divine Medical God Chapter 2249 - 2205: Tu Qi’s Outburst

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Previously on Peach Blossom Divine Medical God...
After breaking the formation surrounding the herbal field, Chen Yang and Tu Qi entered and found the Dragon Blood Clover. Chen Yang generously offered Tu Qi three leaves and the stem, keeping only the fruit and one leaf for himself. However, just as Chen Yang unearthed the clover, Wang Yuan appeared and attacked them, demanding they hand over their prize.

"So, are you so confident that you can take down both of us?" Chen Yang sneered back at Wang Yuan.

"Hehe." Wang Yuan’s face was full of mockery, not taking Chen Yang seriously at all as he said, "Just the two of you, still trying to resist me? Dream on."

In Wang Yuan’s view, Chen Yang and Tu Qi were very young—how strong could they be?

Moreover, the two of them are from Weng City.

He knows very well the overall strength of Weng City.

There’s simply no way for a strong person to appear there.

That’s his confidence!

"Then you can give it a try. I just want to see how powerful Lord Wang is." Chen Yang sneered.

"Indeed, old Wang dog, what are you barking about? If you’ve got the guts, come and make a move; I’d like to see how formidable you really are." Tu Qi pulled out two cleavers, bristling with anger.

He adopted a stance suggesting he was ready to fight desperately with Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan’s face immediately darkened.

He hadn’t expected the two of them to actually dare to challenge him.

"I gave you a chance to stay alive, but you didn’t cherish it. Don’t blame me then! Die!" Wang Yuan, a ruthless man, saw that the threats were ineffective and decisively took action.

His hands generated lightning, and his movement technique was ghostly.

In a flicker, he suddenly appeared right in front of them, striking a palm towards them.

"Oh no..."

Tu Qi was taken aback, not daring to face it head-on, and quickly dodged.

Meanwhile, Chen Yan chose not to evade and instead fully utilized the Mad Bull Fist, directly using the Power of the Mad Bull to confront.

"Mad Bull Fist!"

Chen Yang roared, his fist charging forward like a wild bull.

It collided directly with Wang Yuan’s thunder palm.

With a boom, spiritual energy exploded forth.

Wang Yuan stood unmovable on the spot, while Chen Yang was pushed back three or four steps by his powerful force...

"Hahahaha, like a mantis trying to stop a cart, overestimating yourselves. The City Lord hasn’t even used full strength, yet you can’t resist. If I were to use full strength, wouldn’t you die on the spot?" Wang Yuan looked at the two, with one fleeing and the other being pushed away by his palm, feeling arrogant again.

He felt he’d judged correctly.

People from Weng City, what kind of strength could they have?

They’re just trash.

At this moment, Chen Yang was also shocked in his heart.

He had long felt that Wang Yuan’s strength was extraordinary.

But he never expected it to be this formidable.

He definitely belongs to the type of person with very strong combat power within the same level.

He’s not a watery mid-late stage Solidifying Pill!

"Old Wang dog, you’re too arrogant; taste your grandpa’s knife skills."

Tu Qi saw Chen Yang and Wang Yuan exchanging blows, and immediately rushed over, directly swinging the cleavers in his hands toward Wang Yuan in a frenzy.

"Thirty-two Knife Skills, First Skill, Sweeping Thousands, Second Skill, Mountain Opening Break... Tenth Skill! Killing Dragons and Slaying Phoenixes!"

Tu Qi chanted aloud as he performed the knife skills.

He unleashed ten knife skills in a row but couldn’t pose any threat to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan’s palms generated lightning, his reactions were extremely fast, deftly blocking all of Tu Qi’s knife skills.

"Hehe, Thirty-two Knife Skills? Is that it?"

Wang Yuan blocked them all with a look of disdain.

It seemed that in his eyes, Tu Qi’s round of attacks was no more than a child’s trick.

This thoroughly enraged Tu Qi.

"What did you say? You dare to look down on my Tu Family’s Thirty-two Knife Skills?" Tu Qi was furious, his eyes glaring round.

Wang Yuan, blocking the cleavers coming at him, sneered, "Not only do I look down on it, but your knife skills, at best, can be used in the market for slaughtering pigs, and you dare to use it as a cultivation technique? Aren’t you embarrassed?"

Wang Yuan continued to mock, not taking Tu Qi seriously at all.

Tu Qi was fuming, his eyes turning blood-red!

"You dare insult my Tu Family’s Thirty-two Knife Skills! I’ll make you taste its power today!"

Tu Qi roared in anger.

Then his aura suddenly exploded.

There were faint signs of a breakthrough!

Chen Yang, witnessing this scene, was dumbfounded.

How is this possible?

Wang Yuan was also surprised; he merely insulted them with a few words, and how did it escalate to this?

"Eleventh Knife Skill, Cutting Rivers!"

Tu Qi’s eyes turned blood-red, spiritual energy blazing from his body, and the cleavers in his hands also faintly emitted a sinister aura!

It sent shivers down the spine.

"Take this!"

Tu Qi shouted again, then rushed forward with his double cleavers.

With an increase in momentum and the drive of the sinister aura, the Thirty-two Knife Skills seemed to have leveled up.

The knife skills became incredibly fierce, with each slash carrying immense power.

Wang Yuan, who had initially handled it with ease, now began to struggle.

Not only having to use both hands to block Tu Qi’s successive slashes but was also forced to retreat continuously by the rampaging Tu Qi.

Because Tu Qi was just too fierce now.

The Thirty-two Knife Skills were swung in succession, giving him an intense sense of danger.

If he showed even a hint of negligence, he would pay the price.

"What is this cultivation technique? How can it have such an effect..." Wang Yuan was amazed in his heart.

He had just spoken a few mocking words, and how did the momentum suddenly soar, becoming so fierce that he found it hard to understand.

Beside him, Chen Yang was also astonished.

This wasn’t the first time Chen Yang had seen Tu Qi perform the Thirty-two Knife Skills.

But it was the first time he’d seen it displayed with such power.

Compared to previous performances, it was at least two to three times stronger, a qualitative leap.

If it weren’t for the knife skills remaining the same, he would have suspected this wasn’t the same cultivation technique at all.

Furthermore, from Tu Qi’s aura, Chen Yang also realized.

The Thirty-two Knife Skills were not simple, seemingly not as superficial as they appeared.

Moreover, Tu Qi repeatedly performed only the eleven knife skills.

It seems he didn’t know the remaining twenty-one knife skills...

Only eleven, and already this powerful — if all thirty-two were mastered, what would it be like?

Chen Yang found it hard to imagine.

"Die!!!"

Tu Qi kept slashing, already furious to the extreme.

Like a madman, he attacked relentlessly.

Faced with the tide-like, precise knife techniques, Wang Yuan was furious but had no countermeasure.

At this moment, all he could do was defend; there was no other choice.

Because if he missed even one defensive point, Tu Qi would find the opportunity and break his defense.

Then those precise knife techniques would be unleashed in a string, sure to bring him great trouble.

So he couldn’t take risks, he could only focus on defense.

"You’re a madman, this cultivation technique is mad, who are you really? You can’t be from Weng City." Wang Yuan, under tremendous pressure, defended with all his might while cursing angrily.

"Your grandpa is from the Old Tu Family of the Central Region, ever heard of it?" Tu Qi roared in anger, swinging his cleavers while shouting.

"Central Region, Old Tu Family?"

Wang Yuan, under great pressure, thought for a moment and suddenly revealed a terrified expression: "You’re from that Tu Family?"

"That’s right! The dragon-slaying Tu!"

Tu Qi roared once more, and his strength increased further.

As if he wanted to unleash all his power with each swing.

If he met someone slightly weaker, he would be invincible.