Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1895 - 1892: Taste My Spear First

"Who is this person?" Xu Wendong furrowed his brows and asked with a stern look.

His gaze was fixed tightly on the young man, trying to discern some flaw from him.

"This person is called Su Yun, ranked thirty-fifth among the disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect, and his strength has already reached the First Level of Tongyou Realm."

"Moreover, the spear in his hand is the Third-grade Treasure, Speed Fire Flowing Cloud Spear." Zhao Ying’er took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes full of vigilance.

"He truly is a master." Xu Wendong’s lips slightly curled, revealing a bitter smile.

He hadn’t anticipated encountering such a formidable opponent here, feeling a mix of excitement and concern in his heart.

This Su Yun’s ranking is even higher than Lou An, although his cultivation level seems inferior to Lou An, which further proves his formidable strength.

"State your name. Under my spear, I do not kill nameless individuals." Su Yun said coldly, his voice like the chilling winter wind, making one’s skin crawl.

The spear in his hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the spear unexpectedly ignited into a fierce flame, formed by the burning of Soul Power, radiating a scorching aura.

"Brother Su, your Fire Lotus Saint Sect has overstepped its bounds!" Zhao Ying’er gritted her teeth and said coldly, "This place is the territory of our Heavenly Nether Sect, and you have pitched your camp here. Could it be you intend to seize our territory?"

Her eyes were filled with anger, attempting to overwhelm the opponent with her aura.

After hearing these words, Su Yun laughed angrily: "Your territory? Does this place have the name of your Heavenly Nether Sect written on it?"

"Moreover, we received information that the Heavenly Nether Sect has already abandoned this place, and the Nether Crystal Vein has been fully mined. We only came to explore."

"You attacked without any justification. Do you really think our Fire Lotus Saint Sect is easy to bully?" Su Yun’s eyes flashed with anger, radiating killing intent.

The spear in his hand wavered slightly, as if ready to launch an attack at any moment.

At that moment, Zhao Ying’er also sensed that something was amiss.

Su Yun’s words didn’t seem deceitful; if true, then who exactly seized the Heavenly Nether Sect’s Nether Crystal Vein?

Her heart was filled with confusion and unease, a trace of panic evident in her eyes.

"There’s a misunderstanding here." Zhao Ying’er hurriedly said, her voice quivering slightly.

She finally realized the gravity of the situation, attempting to salvage the circumstances.

"Misunderstanding? Whatever misunderstanding you have, take my spear first!" Su Yun roared angrily, his spear thrusting toward Zhao Ying’er like a bolt of lightning.

The air seemed to be torn apart wherever the spear passed, emitting a harsh, whistling sound.

Yin Energy surged around Su Yun, akin to a ferocious tiger ready to pounce downhill with overwhelming force.

The powerful sense of oppression came as a rushing tide, turning Zhao Ying’er’s delicate face ashen as paper.

She recalled her earlier fiery temper, slashing down several disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect with her sword, now mentally crying out in regret, having thoroughly provoked Su Yun.

Facing Su Yun’s overwhelming attack at this critical moment, Zhao Ying’er felt like a single-leaf flat boat in a storm, utterly incapable of resisting.

Just at the last moment, Xu Wendong appeared like lightning, swiftly advancing.

The Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe in his hand gleamed with icy cold light, blocking the thrusting spear of Su Yun precisely with a whoosh of wind.

The collision of the two weapons resounded with a heavy, dull boom, sparks flying everywhere.

Immediately after, Xu Wendong moved swiftly like a hunting leopard, raising an arm high.

"Slap!" With a crisp, loud sound, a firm slap landed heavily on Su Yun’s face.

The sound of this slap was particularly abrupt on the silent battlefield, swiftly echoing around.

The disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect, who had been watching this battle tensely, were now all frozen as if under an immobilization spell, wide-eyed in disbelief.

Su Yun himself was even more stunned; he never expected Xu Wendong’s movements to be so fast that he couldn’t even conceive of the idea of dodging before being solidly hit.

"This slap is to cool you down." Xu Wendong said calmly, his voice devoid of emotion, as if that slap was merely a casual, unintended action.

"Can’t you see that this matter is clearly peculiar? Do you have to take a slap to feel better?" He frowned slightly, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.

Faced with such merciless ridicule, Su Yun felt a surge of rage rising from the depths of his heart, quickly rushing to his head.

The Heavenly Nether Sect not only killed his disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect, but now further humiliated him in such a manner, how could he swallow this grievance?

"You’re courting death!" Su Yun roared angrily, his voice filled with rage and murderous intent.

He grasped his spear tightly, pointing the tip directly at Xu Wendong, charging at him like a frenzied bull.

With his movements, the surging Soul Power roared like a river, continuously pouring from his body, enveloping him, with Yin Energy swirling around, making him appear more fierce and terrifying.

Zhao Ying’er saw this, and her heart was greatly alarmed, her eyes widened as she immediately shouted: "Lin Mo be careful, this guy is a Tongyou Realm expert!"

Her voice trembled slightly, eyes filled with worry.

"So what about Tongyou Realm? Is it that powerful?" Xu Wendong’s lips slightly curled into a contemptuous sneer.

Isn’t it true that he had fought Tongyou Realm before? Didn’t he cut off one of Lou An’s hands, let alone this Su Yun?

With a flash, he instantly utilized Dark Dragon Roaming Step.

This body technique divine power was indeed miraculous, his figure shifting like black lightning, swiftly dodging Su Yun’s strike.

Then, wind surged under his feet, his steps agile, swiftly advancing like a ghost.

"Slap!" Yet another slap, accompanied by the howling wind, landed heavily on Su Yun’s face.

The force of this slap was immense, directly causing Su Yun’s face to turn to one side, with a trace of blood spilling from his mouth.

"Hiss..."

"Who is this guy!"

"Never heard of such a master in the Heavenly Nether Sect."

"Even Brother Su was taught a lesson like this?"

The disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect were so shocked their mouths couldn’t close, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

Among the disciples ranked higher in various sects, they mostly knew of them, but this Xu Wendong, they had never heard of.

Su Yun was also dumbfounded by these consecutive two slaps, shaking his head, trying to regain his composure.

He looked at this unfamiliar young man in front of him, his heart filled with confusion and shock.

He didn’t know Xu Wendong at all, nor did he know who he was, but the strength Xu Wendong displayed was particularly surprising.

At the same time!

A nameless fire burned brightly in his heart; he was ranked thirty-fifth among the Fire Lotus Saint Sect’s experts, and yet he had been slapped twice by a mere Ninth Level Soul Transformation Realm brat; how could he endure this?