Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2442 - 2542: Are You Mocking Me?! (Third Update)

The laughter was piercingly loud, like an Ancient Demon transmitting through the terrifying passage of time from the Primordial Ancient Times and Ancient Era, giving an overwhelming yet chilling sensation.

"Su Chen, tell me, are you in despair?! In despair?!!!" Zhuo Ming suddenly stopped his laughter, raised his gaze slightly, stared at Su Chen with extreme coldness, like a Heavenly Demon observing a humble human, a sense of high and mighty, dehumanized indifference.

Just as Su Chen thought.

Zhuo Ming, after using the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes to sense Su Chen’s entire being as a mass of energy, locked onto him, and feeling no threat at all, was completely at ease.

Because, he believed he was in an absolutely unbeatable position.

Any attack from Su Chen could be locked, frozen, imprisoned, and even turned against him.

Su Chen didn’t even count as an ant anymore.

Not to mention, he was standing inside the Nether Carriage, which was terrifying beyond imagination for ordinary people.

"Alas." In the sky, the hunched old man sighed, his expression somewhat complicated.

Although he knew that at the moment the Young Master activated the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, Su Chen might be finished, had to die, yet the moment the Young Master activated the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, also...

Forcibly activating the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes comes at a cost, perhaps requiring the Young Master to spend at least ten thousand years and half of the Zhuo Family’s resources to restore the Young Master’s martial roots.

The cost was earth-shatteringly high.

In a sense, wasn’t this a kind of defeat?

Of course, it was worthwhile.

If Su Chen does not die, then in the future, neither the Young Master nor Mo Wentian, nor Xiang Zhong, would escape becoming mere foils.

"Why don’t you attack me?! Attack!!! When did you become so timid and cowardly?!" The next moment, Zhuo Ming rasped, speaking as the Nether Carriage moved, strangely, towards Su Chen.

Zhuo Ming was not in a hurry to deal with Su Chen now.

Under the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, Su Chen was less than an ant.

What was he rushing for?

Before killing Su Chen, he wanted to vent his rage that had turned into extreme resentment.

To make Su Chen feel worse than death.

Under everyone’s watch, Zhuo Ming drove the Nether Carriage towards Su Chen, swiftly.

Soon, he reached Su Chen.

"Su Chen, I admit, your talent for martial cultivation is unimaginably monstrous, perhaps even better than mine. But under the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, what is the difference between you and a cripple now? I stand here, allowing you to attack, can you do it? Look at your pitiful state, worse than garbage, hahaha..." Zhuo Ming continued, his voice growing louder.

He wanted Su Chen to attack him.

Because, once Su Chen attacked him, he’d despairingly realize he fundamentally couldn’t do it!

With his energy locked by the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, if Su Chen attacked ineffectively, he would not move, perhaps even become manipulated to attack himself, which would be very interesting.

Su Chen remained silent.

Squinting his eyes.

Calmly.

It seemed as if he was in despair, acquiescing to Zhuo Ming’s words.

In the distance, the Li Family Ancestor kept shaking his head.

Sighing a bit.

He could empathize with Su Chen’s current despair.

Anyone locked by the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes would feel such overwhelming despair!

Completely bound, regardless of the three hundred and sixty transformations, unable to escape.

It’s outright bullying.

The key is, whether it’s the Nether Carriage or the Nine Paths Nether Body, it’s unfair to Su Chen.

One bestowed by the Azure Heaven, the other by the Zhuo Family.

Which one is Zhuo Ming’s true strength?

Now, relying on the Nether Carriage and the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, for Su Chen to be so arrogant, like a petty villain winning favor, was disgusting.

"Maybe, Young Mistress..." Zhao Lingxi’s Protector also shook his head, his face showing bitterness and regret.

Feng Qiu was equally anxious, sweat dripping from his forehead, cold sweat.

"Su Chen!!! Why have you become mute? Attack me! Aren’t you supposed to be strong? Aren’t you supposed to overcome the strong, outclass fighting?!!! Make your move! Ah?! What are you afraid of? You damned ant, disgusting ant, I ask you to make a move! Weren’t you formidable before?!"

Zhuo Ming roared, frantically roaring, like a lunatic, immersed in his own shouts and roars.

Using this verbal provocation against Su Chen.

To stimulate Su Chen.

And the despair that Su Chen could do nothing, made him inexplicably excited.

Su Chen still said nothing.

Hm.

He felt like a dog was barking.

Not angry at all.

He patiently waited for Zhuo Ming to step down from the Nether Carriage.

Admittedly, the Nether Carriage was indeed too powerful.

Su Chen could sense the Nether Carriage’s defense; even if Zhuo Ming at present didn’t qualify to refine and merge with the Nether Carriage, couldn’t drive the Nether Carriage, just standing inside it, enjoying its defensive protection, Su Chen felt he most likely couldn’t harm Zhuo Ming at all.

The treasures owned by such a top force in the Grand Cosmos World as the Zhuo Family must be countless?

For the Nether Carriage to rank first, there must be a reason.

No matter how confident or arrogant, Su Chen still wouldn’t think he could break the Nether Carriage’s defense.

Zhuo Ming had to come down.

Without realizing it, Su Chen smiled.

Hm, seemed playfully smiled.

Flickered in an instant.

Yet somehow, this fleeting smile was still caught by Zhuo Ming!!!

Cleary caught.

In an instant, Zhuo Ming almost exploded.

His eyes slightly turned red.

He felt Su Chen was mocking him.

"Ant, why are you smiling?! What right do you have to smile?! Ah?! Why are you laughing?!" Zhuo Ming roared, irately roared.

With just Su Chen’s smile, he felt Su Chen was laughing at his cowardice, hiding within the Nether Carriage.

Mocking his weakness, the previous attempt at full force, yet suppressed by Su Chen’s Zhan Cang Sword Array.

Even though Su Chen simply smiling a bit playfully, he felt extreme humiliation as if Su Chen were trampling on his face, frenziedly stomping.

Obviously, Zhuo Ming’s personality was too sensitive, it was normal, for many years, he enjoyed supreme glory, being the greatest prodigy of the Grand Cosmos World, constantly standing above the mundane; it was bizarre not to be sensitive.

"Are you mocking me for standing inside the Nether Carriage?!!! Ah? Then I’ll come out! I’ll stand right in front of you! I’ve come out! Now can you make your move?!" Zhuo Ming somewhat lost his mind, he roared, angrily cursed, but took a step out of the Nether Carriage.

Zhuo Ming did overthink, Su Chen’s playful smile made him imagine too much, felt extreme humiliation.

Including Su Chen mocking him for hiding in the Nether Carriage.

Thus, he stepped out of the Nether Carriage.

And this was precisely what Su Chen wanted.

Su Chen succeeded.