Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1695 - 1692: Why Are You So Weak?

Xu Wendong’s expression remained impassive, as if unfazed by the unfolding events. With a slight lift of his eyebrow, he casually remarked, "Ha, looking at this scene, it appears they've come seeking trouble."

Zhang Nian, upon hearing this, involuntarily tensed, her throat tightening as she swallowed. Her face betrayed her nervousness, and her voice trembled slightly. "They've arrived aggressively, and the auras each person exudes are terrifying."

"Aren't you... aren't you even a little bit scared?"

"I believe we should quickly slip out the back door; it's not worth confronting them directly."

Despite her recent breakthrough, she could acutely sense that the auras emanating from these individuals were overwhelming. Any single one of them possessed a strength far exceeding her own.

This realization intensified the fear gripping her heart.

"Hahaha!" Xu Wendong erupted in hearty laughter, as if he had just heard the most amusing jest. His laughter, though bright, carried a hint of nonchalance. "A bunch of ants, why should we fear them? They aren't even worth mentioning!"

With that, he placed one hand behind his back and strolled leisurely towards the entrance, as if taking a casual walk in a garden.

Zhang Nian remained rooted to the spot, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face, a silent struggle playing out in her eyes.

She was undeniably intimidated by these individuals, but biting her lip, she mustered her courage and quickly followed Xu Wendong's steps, emerging outside alongside him.

"Xu Wendong, you dare!" The middle-aged man leading the group glared menacingly at Xu Wendong, his eyes seemingly capable of consuming, radiating a sinister killing intent. "How dare you utter such wild words, calling us ants?"

Another middle-aged man let out a deep, cold snort, his face contorted with disdain, his words dripping with mockery. "Hmph, a mere ant at the Foundation Establishment Stage dares to spout nonsense before us; do you believe I can crush you to mere dust with a flick of my finger?"

Xu Wendong’s expression remained serene, his gaze slowly traversing each person present. A faint, disdainful smile touched his lips. "If I'm not mistaken, you've come here on behalf of Master Yuding seeking retribution, haven't you?"

Having only recently returned to Earth, he hadn't thought he had made any significant enemies. The sole conflict he could recall was with Master Yuding.

This deduction made the intentions of these people crystal clear.

The lone woman among the group offered a seemingly playful smile, her eyes twinkling mischievously. She spoke in a voice laced with charm, "Since you understand our intentions, why not quickly kneel and beg for forgiveness? Don't force our hand."

Xu Wendong shook his head with a sigh, a hint of regret coloring his eyes. "It seems not a single word I've said has registered with you."

He paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening like an eagle's, his tone growing cold yet brimming with unshakeable confidence. "You truly shouldn't have come here today."

"Even if some of you have survived a Heavenly Tribulation and reached the Nascent Soul Stage, you are merely here to meet your demise!"

"Young man, you possess considerable arrogance!" Master Wudao's voice echoed, leisurely yet carrying a chilling resonance like a cold wind. His gaze was icy as he fixed it upon Xu Wendong, his killing intent laid bare. "Today, I shall witness firsthand what extraordinary methods a mere ant at the Foundation Establishment Stage possesses to dare utter such outrageous claims."

As the words left his lips, he subtly signaled a disciple standing nearby, the unspoken command crystal clear – act.

"Fear not, Master!" the middle-aged disciple responded, a glint of barely concealed excitement and avarice flashing in his eyes. "I shall undoubtedly claim Xu Wendong's head and avenge Master Yuding!"

Though he was aware of Xu Wendong's formidable strength.

His heart was nevertheless consumed by an overwhelming hatred.

Unfazed, the oppressive aura of a Golden Core Peak expert surged forth like an erupting volcano, unleashing a crushing pressure directly towards Xu Wendong.

Yet Xu Wendong stood his ground, his composure unwavering. Despite the terrifying nature of his opponent's aura, to him, it amounted to little.

After all, he was a supreme powerhouse who had once roamed the Cultivation World and the Immortal Realm.

Even with his cultivation drastically diminished from expending his power to mend the celestial rifts in the Immortal Realm, he was not someone that cultivators at the Golden Core Realm could possibly contend with.

Xu Wendong tilted his head slightly, his gaze softening yet remaining resolute as he addressed Zhang Nian in a gentle tone. "Did you not wish to ascertain your own strength? Now presents an excellent opportunity!"

"Today, let us test your mettle against these few individuals; see how many you can contend with!"

Upon hearing these words.

Disbelief washed over Zhang Nian's face. She had truly not anticipated Xu Wendong would permit her to take action.

Although she had only recently solidified her pill, she lacked any practical combat experience.

Furthermore.

The opponents' strength vastly outmatched her own; she harbored no courage to engage in a fight against them.

Simultaneously.

The disciples under Master Wudao erupted in boisterous laughter, their words dripping with mockery and disdain.

"Hahaha, just look at this cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage! He’s impossibly arrogant, sending a mere fledgling at the Initial Golden Core Stage to challenge us. It’s utterly preposterous!"

"Precisely! This young lady might have only just embarked on her cultivation journey, perhaps not even grasping the gravity of the situation yet. To step forward so boldly shows a true lack of self-awareness regarding her own limitations!"

As Zhang Nian’s ears registered these sharp, taunting remarks, a faint blush spread across her cheeks. Her heart swelled with a mixture of indignation at being belittled and a flicker of apprehension regarding the battle that lay ahead.

However, when her gaze met Xu Wendong’s, which was filled with a deep, unshakeable faith, a powerful wave of courage surged within her.

She drew a deep breath and gracefully, lightly, stepped forward.

"Since that is your sentiment, allow me to demonstrate my capabilities!"

Zhang Nian clenched her pearly teeth, her hands a blur as they executed intricate and arcane hand seals in the air.

In a mere instant.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to descend into an icy abyss, plummeting with alarming speed. The moisture present in the air reacted instantly, condensing into a dense fog of frost that swirled menacingly around her.

"What manner of technique is this?"

Sensing the drastic drop in temperature, everyone, including Master Wudao, experienced a visible shift in their expressions, a distinct fear dawning in their eyes.

It was important to remember that the weakest among them had already attained the strength of the Peak Golden Core Stage. With their current cultivation, they had long since achieved an immunity to the extremes of both heat and cold.

Yet, at this moment.

They could distinctly feel an biting chill!

This sensation brought about a profound discomfort!

"Regardless of the technique, prepare to witness me crush this young lady!" The middle-aged man’s lips twisted into a profoundly scornful curve.

In the very next moment.

He moved.

Like a streak of compressed lightning, he materialized before Zhang Nian, his grip tight on a longsword. The luminous golden spiritual power imbued the blade, transforming it into a dazzling streak of golden lightning as he ferociously thrust it towards Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian’s face was etched with tension; she dared not exhibit any carelessness.

With a delicate sweep of her jade-like hand, an ice blade materialized seemingly from thin air. Emitting a sharp whistling sound, it shot forward like a perfectly aimed arrow, colliding violently with the oncoming longsword.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion.

The ice blade instantly disintegrated, fragmenting into innumerable minuscule ice shards that scattered in every direction, remarkably managing to intercept the opponent’s furious assault!

Zhang Nian gazed at her adversary with profound disbelief, her body trembling slightly as she managed to stammer, "Why… why are you so weak?"