Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2823 - 2822: Unstoppable Momentum!

Lin Dong saw right through the four opponents' strategy of prolonged attrition. He was fully aware that allowing this endurance battle to continue would drain his stamina and Inner Qi completely, sealing his inevitable defeat.

Not one of these four foes was a pushover. They synchronized their efforts flawlessly, unleashing ceaseless attacks to methodically wear down Lin Dong's defensive strength.

"Are you all so sure my offensive Skills can't take you down?"

A war of attrition relied on the assumption that Lin Dong's offensive Skills posed no threat to them, while their own attacks couldn't breach him either.

Under those conditions, mutual exhaustion would indeed be the optimal approach!

Yet Lin Dong possessed a hidden offensive Trump Card...

His Sword two remained unused.

Naturally, Sword two could only be deployed once.

Once released, he'd have to resort to the Earth Dragon Treasure Technique for an immediate escape.

And that Sword would eliminate just one of the four foes.

"Hahaha, we've clashed with you for ages already. If you had any offensive Skills that could endanger us, you'd have unleashed them by now."

"Your restraint so far proves that Sword one and Sword of Wuji were your ultimate Trump Cards!"

Thunder burst into loud laughter, dismissing Lin Dong's words as mere bluffing.

He was convinced Lin Dong had no more powerful techniques up his sleeve.

"Really? Could it be I was simply concealing my true power earlier?" Lin Dong responded calmly.

Dragon Knight Vincent spoke up: "Concealing your power? I've thoroughly reviewed your background. Sword one and Sword of Wuji are indeed your strongest offensive Trump Cards."

"In that case, your information must be out of date."

Even amid the explosive chaos of battle, Lin Dong's voice rang out steady and composed, his demeanor utterly relaxed.

A piercing glint flashed in his eyes as the aura around him intensified dramatically.

With those words, violent surges of breath erupted from Lin Dong's form. Wave upon wave of razor-sharp Sword Intent poured forth, sweeping outward like a ferocious storm.

This Sword Intent stemmed from Charging Sword Two; each thread and filament brimmed with world-shattering might.

"Boom boom boom boom～～～" The four foes' strikes hammered in once more.

The Gale Queen loosed her third arrow!

Golden Buddha Kuerzan's Immovable Golden Buddha assault.

Thunder's Thunder Burst Fist roared again!

Dragon Knight Vincent's sword slash descended anew.

Fist winds, palm shades, Sword Qi, arrow Qi—every type of attack intertwined into a deadly web, slamming ferociously against Lin Dong's dual barriers.

Though these four blows packed even greater force than before.

Lin Dong's dual defenses proved even sturdier.

The Wuji Defense Temple stood like the world's most impregnable fortress. Its glow wavered and strained slightly, yet it repelled each of the four assaults in turn.

During this barrage of clashes, Lin Dong's Sword Intent kept gathering and refining.

Every part of his body, down to the finest hair, seemed to harmonize with the Sword Intent filling heaven and earth, as though the whole realm quaked in response to his blade.

As the four enemies' strikes faded into nothingness, Lin Dong's Sword Intent climbed to its ultimate zenith.

An indescribable wave of dread washed over them, filling the four with an overwhelming sense of peril like never before.

Composure vanished from their faces, supplanted by raw, undisguised terror.

Lin Dong's Sword Intent resembled a untamed stallion straining at its bonds, poised to unleash cataclysmic destruction that would engulf them entirely.

In this instant, they grasped that their youthful adversary's actual prowess vastly surpassed all their prior judgments.

"What's happening? Why does his Charging Sword Two fill me with such profound dread?" Even Dragon Knight Vincent, encased in radiant Dragon Scale Armor and mounted on a mighty Flood Dragon, betrayed a hint of disbelief in his trembling tone.

His gaze fixed unyieldingly on Lin Dong, eager to etch every subtle motion into memory, yet the Sword Intent radiating from him inflicted an unparalleled pressure—a dread piercing straight to the soul.

In that moment, a chilling realization struck him: This Sword cannot be blocked. Should it target me, I'll face utter desperation!

"F*ck, this Sword feels fatal!" The Gale Queen, boasting a scorching hot figure yet possessing an ultra-steady temperament, couldn't hold back her curse in that instant.

She clutched the Divine Bow with iron grip, every muscle in her frame taut and braced, poised to confront the looming tempest at any second. Yet, not even she sensed the faintest wisp of Life Force within this Sword Intent—purely an aura of devastation that dragged the spirit into hopeless abyss.

Nearby stood the Golden Buddha Kuerzan, legendary for his Undying Body; even his Buddha form, typically steadfast as a mountain, now betrayed faint tremors in this very moment.

The golden Buddha radiance shimmered around him, but it failed to completely ward off the piercing cold exuded by that Sword Intent.

Slowly, he swiveled his head, eyes blazing like torches as they fixed on Thunder, his tone laced with probing doubt:

"Thunder, what's the situation? Didn't you claim he'd already unleashed his mightiest attack trump cards? Didn't you insist his top assault posed no threat to our lives? This Sword's sheer power makes it deadly."

Kuerzan's remark blended skepticism of Thunder's evaluation with profound unease over their dire straits.

He even started suspecting if Thunder had intentionally set them up.

Thunder's face mirrored utter shock right then, his eyes dancing with tangled glimmers.

He strove to apply logic for dissection, to reject that Sword Intent which quaked his very Soul, yet the dread surging in his chest blazed like a wildfire across the plains, utterly unstoppable.

"That's impossible; it has to be a feint. His momentum's just overwhelming—don't let it rattle you." Thunder's voice held a strained edge, as though reassuring himself equally to the rest.

Yet his body betrayed his true fears without mercy.

He inched backward stealthily, each footfall weighted like bearing thousands of catties.

Spotting Thunder's retreat, the other three grew even more panicked. In near unison, they too pulled back, withdrawing even greater distances than him.

Amid this Sword Intent-enshrouded battlefield, these four elite lieutenants beneath the Secondary Ancestor resembled fragile candles flickering in gales, moments from extinguishing.

Lin Dong held his ground at the starting spot, his eyes methodically scanning the quartet. Within them burned frigid killing intent alongside a barely perceptible flicker of mercy.

Like a deity pondering which defiant mortals to smite,

His voice rumbled deep and resonant, echoing as if from remote heavens:

"Who should this Sword be given to?"

Those words struck like a grim verdict, clenching the hearts of all onlookers.

Even for these premier powerhouses under the Secondary Ancestor, their fates dangled so precariously in this instant.