Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1607: Battle Against Zhao Yunhai

A heavy, life-threatening pressure permeated the air, and the atmosphere around them grew cold once more. Countless eyes were fixed on the unfolding scene, almost everyone holding their breath.

Two master fighters engaged in a duel, each movement fraught with peril.

As observers, missing even a single moment was not an option!

Amidst the suffocating tension.

Zhao Yunhai lowered his gaze, watching Ye Xuan with cold eyes. "Draw your sword and fight this old man to the death," he commanded.

A grin spread across Ye Xuan's face as he replied, "In this world, only two kinds of people are worthy of me drawing my sword in battle."

Zhao Yunhai responded, "Oh?"

Ye Xuan smiled nonchalantly. "The first is a legendary heroic figure, like the Sword God. The second is a master whose strength rivals my own."

Zhao Yunhai's brows twitched slightly.

Ye Xuan looked at him, narrowing his eyes with a smile. "Clearly, you lack the qualifications for me to draw my sword."

Upon hearing this.

Not only the onlookers but even Baili Xiao's expression shifted dramatically, barely suppressing a loud exclamation.

*'Ye Xuan, my brother, this Zhao Yunhai is incredibly dangerous. You must not be careless!'*

"Young man, do not speak so rashly!"

Even Zhao Yunhai could not contain his displeasure at Ye Xuan's words. His usually calm tone was now laced with a palpable killing intent.

Ye Xuan shrugged indifferently. "Make your move."

"Hmph, you court death!"

Zhao Yunhai let out a snort, his form blurring as he transformed into a charging tiger, lunging at Ye Xuan like a cannonball with fierce intent.

Before acting, Zhao Yunhai appeared as just an old man.

But in motion, he was nothing less than a ferocious beast!

The transformation in his demeanor was utterly terrifying!

In a flash, Zhao Yunhai was upon Ye Xuan, his fingers forming a fist and delivering a direct, unembellished blow.

While it appeared to be a single punch, Zhao Yunhai had, in reality, struck Ye Xuan with dozens of blows in that fleeting instant. The overlapping fist shadows roared like a tiger, possessing awe-inspiring destructive power, easily on par with any divine weapon!

The Void Spirit Fist.

Though it was the same Void Spirit Fist, Zhao Yunfei's proficiency back then was clearly far inferior to Zhao Yunhai's current level!

Even Ye Xuan's own mastery of the Void Spirit Fist paled in comparison to Zhao Yunhai's.

This was because Zhao Yunhai had cultivated the Void Spirit Fist to its ultimate perfection, a true embodiment of its essence!

So refined that every sequence, every strike, was a sharp and masterful execution of the Void Spirit Fist!

Ye Xuan's brows knitted slightly, and he closed his eyes once more.

Raising both hands, he began to continuously parry the onslaught.

Crack! Boom!

Amidst flashes of light and sparks, a chaotic and thrilling cacophony erupted in the air.

Bang!

With a final, peculiar sound, the dust gradually settled.

Ye Xuan had firmly seized Zhao Yunhai's ferocious and unstoppable fist.

Not yielding an inch!

For an instant, the scene froze once more.

The onlookers erupted into a fresh wave of commotion.

"What? Did I see that correctly? Ye Xuan... he actually caught Zhao Yunhai's fist!"

"Zhao Yunhai, one of the martial world's top ten masters, has long perfected the Void Spirit Fist. Each punch carries the force of a thousand pounds. How could Ye Xuan...?"

"This is unbelievable, utterly unbelievable!"

"Could it be that even Zhao Yunhai is no match for this young man?"

"..."

Expressions of shock and disbelief spread across many faces.

Only a select few master fighters, whose strength surpassed Baili's, observed the brief standstill with furrowed brows, remaining silent.

They could see beyond the surface.

Although Ye Xuan appeared to have the absolute advantage, the reality was quite the opposite!

As anticipated...

"Do you believe that by catching my fist, you have won?"

Zhao Yunhai, his fists held captive by Ye Xuan, was stunned for a moment before a sinister grin appeared. "You are far too naive. The true terror of the Void Spirit Fist far exceeds your imagination!"

No sooner had the words left his lips.

Zhao Yunhai trembled, and an immensely powerful Dark Qi surged forth from his fists!

Boom! Boom!

Two dull thuds echoed simultaneously, tearing through Ye Xuan's wide palms at the tiger’s mouth, causing blood to splatter wildly.

Stomp, stomp, stomp!

Under the immense force, Ye Xuan staggered back several dozen steps before finally regaining his balance, his expression instantly darkening.

"Hmph..."

A low grunt escaped his lips, accompanied by a trace of crimson blood slowly seeping from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

As for Zhao Yunhai, not only was there no sign of weakening, but his aura had become even more forceful and domineering.

A collective sigh went through the crowd.

"As expected of Zhao Yunhai, truly formidable!"

"Who would have imagined Zhao Yunhai's Void Spirit Fist had reached such a profound level!"

"..."

Witnessing this turn of events, Baili Xiao’s expression grew extremely grim, his heart churning with unease: "If Ye Xuan hadn't dueled the Sword God and was in peak condition, perhaps he could stand against Zhao Yunhai, but now..."

In duels between masters, every single move could mean the difference between life and death!

The closer the opponents' strength, the more detrimental it was to have expended a significant amount of energy prior to the main confrontation.

What kind of formidable individual was the Sword God, after all?

Even though he ultimately fell beneath Ye Xuan’s sword, the exhaustion he inflicted upon Ye Xuan was not something to be underestimated.

The atmosphere between them grew progressively more tense, thick with an impending sense of doom.

Ye Xuan gazed down at his own hands, a slight, unexpected surprise causing his lips to curl upwards: "Dark Energy? Who would have ever thought that you, old man, would develop Dark Energy with your Void Spirit Fist."

What exactly is Dark Energy?

It is a mysterious force, incredibly difficult to articulate in simple terms.

To put it in layman's terms, it bears resemblance to the Inch Fist technique in Yong Chun Fist, unleashing startling power within an extremely short range—a rapid and unexpected burst that leaves the opponent completely defenseless.

From Ye Xuan’s perspective, even across the entirety of the Martial Arts realm, very few individuals truly achieved mastery of Dark Energy.

"You brat actually know about Dark Energy?"

Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Zhao Yunhai was initially taken aback, but this shock quickly transformed into even greater murderous intent: "Throughout all the major sects in the Martial Arts world, those who possess knowledge of Dark Energy are already few and far between, and yet you can discern it with a single glance. With such profound insight, if I do not eliminate you today, endless troubles are bound to follow!"

"If you intend to kill me, it will depend entirely on whether you possess the capability!"

Ye Xuan let out a cold snort, then shifted his shoulders. His blood-stained hands clenched into fists, his feet splayed wide. With a swift flick of his toes, his slender, lean form launched toward Zhao Yunhai like a newly unsheathed sword.

At this precise moment, Ye Xuan's imposing aura underwent a dramatic transformation.

The weariness that had previously clung to him vanished, supplanted by an aura of boundless, unyielding dominance!

It was akin to a divine weapon, long dormant within its sheath, suddenly emerging with an overwhelming desire to annihilate everything in its path!

Sensing this potent aura, let alone any bystanders, even Zhao Yunhai’s sinister grin froze instantly upon his face.

A true master’s instincts screamed at him that the Ye Xuan before him now was exceedingly dangerous.

Extremely dangerous!

"Who exactly is this young man?"

Zhao Yunhai's heart pounded, struggling to comprehend how a mere youth, who had only recently risen to prominence in the mortal world, could evoke such a profound sense of peril within him.

It was crucial to remember that such an extreme premonition of danger was something he, Zhao Yunhai, had only ever experienced when confronting Zhao Xunjian!

Without daring to waste another moment, Zhao Yunhai snapped back to his senses.

"Void Spirit Fist!"

Zhao Yunhai bellowed with malice, his fists tightening as a flurry of punch shadows filled the entire sky.