Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1789 - 1790: You, What Are Your Intentions?

Silence.

A deathly silence.

No one knew how long it had been silent.

Bang!

As Ren Xiuyi’s corpse was blown down by the wind, the long-stalled atmosphere on the scene finally began to warm up again.

"Death... there’s a dead person! The Sect Leader of the Wonder Technique Society, Ren Xiuyi, is dead!"

"Oh my god, this is too... too ruthless, isn’t it? In all the years the Martial Arts Tournament has been held, it’s the first time someone of such significance has died!"

"It’s over, big trouble is coming today!"

"Ye Xiaoying is so strong, she’s so powerful!"

"..."

The entire deserted island was filled with fervent exclamations.

Only Ye Xiaoying stood proudly on the high platform, still expressionless and calm, as if killing Ren Xiuyi was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Zhao Xunjian was also shocked back to his senses, his deep old eyes suddenly flashing with a cold gleam: "This woman cannot be allowed to live, must not be allowed to live!!"

Everyone only knew that Ye Xiaoying had returned forcefully today.

But Zhao Xunjian knew even better that Ye Xiaoying’s forceful return had taken only a few short months!!

In just a few months, to go from a cold poison sufferer with no strength to becoming a top master capable of killing Ren Xiuyi with a single sword, what kind of talent does that require?

How terrifying is that?

Zhao Xunjian had always been a cautious person, so at this moment, he was horrified!

He immediately glanced towards Yang Kuangdao who was not far away.

Yang Kuangdao got the message...

Below the stage, the wind was stirring, raucous and chaotic.

On stage, it was as silent as water, dead and still.

Qin Yitian looked at Ren Xiuyi’s corpse for quite a while, finally coming to her senses, she looked at Ye Xiaoying standing with her sword, and couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

She knew that her worry was unnecessary.

The present Ye Xiaoying, not to mention comparing to her, who is currently poisoned, even if they had met on equal terms at her peak, there wouldn’t be much difference!

Qin Yitian was genuinely pleased and quietly stepped down from the high platform.

And Hao Datong also finally snapped back to reality, giving Ye Xiaoying a deep look, his face full of undisguised satisfaction and joy.

He cleared his throat, intending to announce the result of this match in the most solemn and loud voice.

But at this moment.

"You Ye Family remnant, how dare you recklessly kill at the Martial Arts Tournament, courting death!"

Suddenly a booming, furious shout echoed in the void, followed closely by a middle-aged man with a huge saber on his shoulder.

This man, with a ferocious appearance, tall and strong, carried a Ghost Head Great Saber on his shoulder, which probably weighed hundreds of pounds, yet to him, it seemed almost no different from an ordinary saber.

The Sect Leader of Qingcheng Mountain, Yang Kuangdao!!

Upon seeing Yang Kuangdao appear, the fiery atmosphere below the stage instantly cooled, replaced by a tense weightiness.

Some cast worried and sympathetic glances at Ye Xiaoying.

There was something that was not yet widely known in the Martial Arts world.

Not long ago, Yang Kuangdao had sparred with Ren Xiuyi, and he defeated Ren Xiuyi effortlessly with just one hand.

Ye Xiaoying killing Ren Xiuyi with one sword was indeed bewildering.

But against Yang Kuangdao...

Apparently, Ye Xiaoying’s instincts also detected Yang Kuangdao’s power, and she felt very heavy-hearted.

Indeed, Ye Xiaoying had made enormous, even terrifying progress in the past few months.

But after all, she just received a rapid boost in the past few months, her power was not yet stable. Against an opponent like Ren Xiuyi, she could rely on explosive power to win, but against someone like Yang Kuangdao, who was already known for his explosive power, her chances were slim.

However...

Ye Xiaoying still gripped her sword tighter, gritting her teeth, "So what about killing? Shouldn’t she have died?"

Retreat?

In Ye Xiaoying’s dictionary, the word retreat almost didn’t exist.

Except... when facing him.

"What a rebuttal!" Yang Kuangdao coldly stared at Ye Xiaoying, a sinister smile appearing on his face: "Since you enjoy fighting and killing, today, I will accompany you to the end, settling both who is superior and who lives or dies!"

The atmosphere had long reached a fever pitch.

The decisive Yang Kuangdao had no intention to waste words.

He just shook his arm, and the saber weighing hundreds of pounds flew out of his grasp, slashing through the air towards Ye Xiaoying’s petite figure, and his massive body followed closely behind.

Ye Xiaoying’s face tensed.

She raised her sword.

Clang!!

The collision of blade and sword, a loud metallic clash erupted, and the formidable counter shock directly forced Ye Xiaoying to stagger back repeatedly, her palms cracked, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

"Die!"

Yet Yang Kuangdao showed no sign of letting Ye Xiaoying catch her breath, showing no pity as he grabbed the wildly spinning sword in the air, leaping high, and struck directly towards Ye Xiaoying’s head.

This strike, with the force of ten thousand pounds, was something Ye Xiaoying couldn’t possibly withstand.

Dodging was too late!

Ye Xiaoying felt a coldness spreading across her body, her hair stood on end, gritting her pearly teeth with utter reluctance and self-mockery.

In the end, she was still naive...

Am I going to die?

I guess I am...

Ye Xiaoying closed her eyes.

In this world, there’s nothing worth her lingering for, the only regret was not being able to clear the disgrace of the Ye Family...

Ye Xiaoying thought she was already dead.

Yet at this moment.

A strong and sturdy hand suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, unceremoniously moving her half a platform away.

Crash!

Meanwhile, the Ghost Head Great Saber in Yang Kuangdao’s grasp crashed onto the high platform, its formidable force splitting a deep fissure several meters long!

"Damn it!"

Missing his strike, Yang Kuangdao cursed in anger, sharply turning to see Ye Xuan holding Ye Xiaoying with one arm.

Ye Xiaoying also opened her eyes, looking at the familiar yet clear face of the man before her, somewhat surprised, yet it seemed within expectations.

Perhaps...

It was because she knew he would definitely come, and certainly protect her, that she could come bravely to the Martial Arts Tournament?

However... she really wanted to refuse this kind of protection born out of old classmate sentiment...

The exclamations arose from the crowd once again!

"Ye Xuan, that’s Ye Xuan!"

"Ye Xuan has intervened!"

"..."

If the previous series of duels made today’s Martial Arts Tournament increasingly intense, Ye Xuan’s appearance now undoubtedly set the tournament ablaze.

Who doesn’t know that the young man in front, is the true unparalleled genius?

Moreover, his goals and aspirations are the same as Ye Xiaoying and Qin Yitian!

Of course... no one believed he would succeed.

But that wasn’t important.

The important thing was, that during this time, Ye Xuan had caused so many incidents that he had become a well-known figure in the Martial Arts world.

His popularity is extremely high...

"Ye Xuan..."

Yang Kuangdao glared at Ye Xuan, eyes full of raging anger: "This is the Martial Arts Tournament, I have yet to determine the outcome with her, your sudden intervention is tantamount to disrespecting the Martial Arts Tournament’s regulations, and looking down on the entire Martial Arts world, what do you intend!"