Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2818: 2817: Thunder's Bloodline Talent

“I won,” Lin Dong declared moments later.

Lei shook his head in utter disbelief. “How is that possible? How could you possibly defeat him?!”

He had faced off against the white-clothed Blood Monk countless times, yet he always ended up losing no matter the method he tried.

Yet now, Lin Dong claimed victory over him.

It felt just like viewing someone as your ultimate rival to overcome, only for another person to offhandedly say they had beaten that rival.

Lei struggled to come to terms with this revelation.

Lin Dong had no interest in further explanation. “Believe it or not!”

“Hurry up and unleash whatever techniques you’ve got left. Because next, I’m getting serious!”

“At that point, you won’t get another chance to play your hidden cards.”

“Fine, fine!” Lei’s tone rumbled deep and forceful, every syllable gritted out through clenched teeth, laced with icy murderous intent. “Never before has anyone pushed me this far. Lin Dong, you truly deserve to stand as my rival.”

His words barely finished when Lei’s aura shifted dramatically, an intense wave of grave killing intent radiating outward, freezing the very atmosphere.

Drawing in a heavy breath, resolve flickered in his eyes as he uttered coldly:

“Then feel the real might of thunder firsthand. I’d saved this technique as my ultimate weapon for the decisive fight—against that white-clothed Blood Monk. But circumstances force me to reveal it now!”

With those words, bizarre transformations overtook Lei’s body, like some primordial force stirring deep inside him.

His back muscles abruptly tightened, robes billowing outward as if immense power strained to break free.

A subtle scent of charring filled the air, hinting at the thunderous energy surging within.

“Creak, creak~~” Eerie bone-grinding noises echoed, Lei’s spine contorting and realigning under tremendous strain.

Next, wings aglow with thunderous radiance gradually extended from his back, every feather crackling with savage lightning that could seemingly shatter the skies with a brush.

These twin pairs of wings boasted not just stunning appearance but embodied pure thunder essence, with bolts of lightning slithering across them like sentient beasts.

Amid the flashing thunder, Lei’s eyes burned with fierce battle lust, mirroring the catastrophic force on the verge of unleashing.

Lei now transcended a simple warrior, embodying a thunder-wielding deity, lightning coiling around him as if part of his very command, poised to incinerate all in his path.

Lin Dong’s expression turned grave upon witnessing this; he sensed the horrifying strength harbored in that force.

Without another word, Lei lightly flapped his twin pairs of wings.

“Swoosh!” Instantly, he materialized behind Lin Dong.

A bolt of thunderous strike then hurtled toward Lin Dong’s rear.

“Boom!”

The thunder strike slammed into Lin Dong’s back, despite his attempt to evade with the “Wind Riding Technique.”

Yet evasion proved impossible.

Its velocity was overwhelming!

A deafening explosion hurled Lin Dong’s body through the air, though thankfully, the Dragon Blood Holy Body’s Reverse Scale Transformation and Limitless Transformation shielded him completely from harm.

Still, this marked the sole instance where Lin Dong took a hit in his bout with Lei.

In prior exchanges, Lin Dong dominated.

But this blow left him at a disadvantage.

The foe’s swiftness made any counter impossible for Lin Dong.

“Those wings of yours are quite unusual!” Lin Dong composed himself, locking eyes intently on his adversary.

“Naturally, they’re the Thunder God Wings! In our Thunder Clan, the most exceptional talents awaken a Thunder Dao Talent!”

“This gift matches the Heavenly Gifted Technique in potency! I, Lei, represent the Thunder Clan’s peak prodigy, a bloodline phenomenon unmatched even clan-wide.”

“My innate Thunder Dao Talent manifests as these twin pairs of Thunder God Wings, bestowing speed no same-realm rival can match!”

“Right now, my pace rivals a Junior Patriarch’s! Regardless of your power, can you keep up with a Junior Patriarch’s velocity?”

His form blurred once more, vanishing from view.

Though Lin Dong’s speed reigned supreme among equals, it paled utterly against this.

Even with the Ancient Martial Body Technique, Lin Dong topped out at roughly ten times sound speed.

Yet his opponent’s current swiftness exceeded fifteen times at minimum.

No technique such as the “Wind Riding Technique” or “Phantom Tracing Step” could even remotely match that incredible speed.

Faced with the abrupt revelation of the “Thunder God Wings”, Lin Dong felt shock yet kept his composure, realizing he was utterly outmatched in terms of raw velocity.

Empowered by the Thunder God Wings, Lei's silhouette tore through the heavens like a thunderbolt, his strikes clinging relentlessly to Lin Dong and leaving him utterly swamped.

Yet at this dire juncture, Lin Dong opted neither to flee nor to block, instead shutting his eyes gradually as an unseen wave burst forth from his core—it signified the unleashing of his Spiritual Power Domain.

In this realm crafted from spiritual power, Lin Dong emerged as the sovereign of the space, where no minor twitch from his enemy or faint shift in respiration could evade his awareness.

Every one of Lei's blazing-fast lunges was foretold ahead of time in Lin Dong's inner spiritual realm, letting him serenely reposition, fortify his guards, and dismantle Lei's barrages in succession.

“Bang bang bang!” Even though Lin Dong leveraged his spiritual power field to foresee and sidestep the bulk of those devastating strikes, Lei's pace remained overwhelmingly swift, so tiny lapses still meant Lin Dong ate a handful of punches and kicks.

Those hits, sparing Lin Dong's critical areas, nonetheless unleashed torrents of agony through him, igniting a spark of annoyance deep inside.

Lin Dong grasped perfectly that persisting like this would leave him, win or lose, in a mortifying plight amid this ceaseless pursuit clash.

Witnessing the scene, Lei brimmed with delight, his mocking and arrogant guffaw booming: “Haha, Lin Dong, although I can’t take your life for now, being able to suppress you like this is enough to make me feel pleased! Your defense may be strong enough to fend off a fatal attack!”

“But, I can toy with you like a cat with a mouse. On a mental level, I’ve already won over you!”

Lei’s declaration oozed certainty in his swiftness, for the Thunder God Wings endowed him with Junior Patriarch-caliber speed, granting total dominance in the fray.

Still, Lin Dong refused to waver from this, golden gleams sparking in his gaze as he intoned gravely, “Lei, don’t forget, I haven’t started counterattacking yet.”

“Do you think you’re the only one with speed-type trump cards? Today, let me show you my ‘Earth Dragon Treasure Technique’!”

With those words uttered, Lin Dong's body flickered away right before all eyes, as though fusing seamlessly into the surroundings—not even Lei’s ‘Sky Thunder Domain’ could track his position.

In that instant, the whole battlefield sank into a momentary hush, Lei's heavy breaths alone reverberating through the void, his eyes bulging wide as he desperately scoured for Lin Dong's form, while an all-new peril gripped his soul.

Lin Dong’s eerie vanishing act filled him with a formless dread and mounting strain.

“How is it possible? Why can’t even my Sky Thunder Domain pinpoint his figure? What sort of technique is this?”

“Where is he?” Lei whipped his gaze around, channeling the Sky Thunder Domain to probe for Lin Dong, but scouring every inch of it yielded no clue to his precise spot.

Unseen by him, Lin Dong had invoked the Earth Dragon Treasure Technique to morph into a beam of radiance, plunging deep into the earth, lurking hidden underground.