The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 432 Are You Here for the Wedding Banquet Too?

Chapter 432: Chapter 432 Are You Here for the Wedding Banquet Too?

Standing in front of Song Zheyuan and Meng Tie were none other than the twin sisters, Mirei Meiya, along with those twenty or so genetic warriors.

On the side of Song Zheyuan and Meng Tie, there were also more than twenty people, making both sides seem evenly matched; however, in reality, the combat strength of the genetic warriors was significantly greater than that of these Martial Arts Grandmasters of Xia Country.

These genetic warriors felt no pain, and all their bodily functions had been tuned to their peak.

It was very difficult for those Martial Arts Grandmasters to win.

Fortunately, there were also about thirty Tibetan Mastiffs helping in the vanguard.

"Attack!" commanded the Mirei Meiya sisters, and the twenty or so genetic warriors immediately drew their swords and charged at the opponents.

Song Zheyuan, with a grave expression and without any hesitation, waved his hand, and the thirty some Tibetan Mastiffs along with the twenty or so Martial Arts Grandmasters charged forward together.

As soon as the Mirei Meiya sisters made their move, Song Zheyuan and Meng Tie confronted them head-on, "Kill!"

Yang Yu’s main force was distracted by Mirei Meiya, while Castle, Tu Mie, and Yan Sen quietly approached the entrance of Jinmao Hotel.

As long as one of these three managed to break into the hotel, it would soon turn into a massive tomb!

"You two little guys think you can stop us?" Castle said, full of disdain, "Yang Yu really underestimates us too much."

"Is this the kid who killed my brother?" Yan Sen clutched a pair of golden axes, his fierce gaze instantly locking onto Ito Chuan, "I’ll take care of this kid!"

Castle said to Tu Mie, "This little girl is yours to handle; I’m going inside to kill."

"Alright, you go," Tu Mie drew his heavy sword, his eyes, like those of a wild beast, fixed directly on Ito Kiko.

Castle quickly rushed into the hotel; Ito Kiko tried to stop him but was engaged by Tu Mie, "Little girl, you dare to be distracted while fighting me? You’re asking for it!"

Ito Kiko simply couldn’t stop Castle; she could only watch helplessly as Castle entered the hotel, feeling extremely anxious, "Mr. Yang, I did my best but couldn’t stop him. Please come back quickly!"

As Castle thought about entering the hotel for a killing spree, a middle-aged man blocked his way as soon as he entered the lobby.

This middle-aged man wore a Zhongshan suit, had a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a burly physique—a typical northern Chinese man.

Although Castle did not feel a trace of power from this middle-aged man, he felt an inexplicable sense of danger deep inside him.

Anyone who dares block his path is either an extremely skilled master or a complete fool.

And the man in front of him, if Castle considered him a fool, then he himself would be the fool.

How do you describe that feeling, using Xia Country’s words, it’s like someone standing there, blending into the heavens and the earth, achieving the Unity of Heaven and Man.

A master, a top-notch master!

"Who are you?" Castle couldn’t help but ask, looking at the man with a vigilant expression.

"Hello, Mr. Castle, my name is Long Jiutian," Long Jiutian replied with a slight smile, "I came to Tianhai City today for a wedding celebration, and incidentally brought a group of novices for some experience. I didn’t expect to run into you so coincidentally. Are you here for the wedding too?"

Castle: "......"

On the way to Jinmao Hotel, Yang Yu stood in front of the wedding convoy, facing six foreigners of various builds.

A Tianzhu man with a wrapped headscarf, a tall, thin black man, a robust Russian Hercules, a middle-aged white woman dressed in a mage’s black robe, plus a clown and a witch.

Being from six different places, the top fifty ranked superpower killers in the world joining forces, was simply a top-tier luxurious lineup!

"Is this our target today?" the female mage chuckled strangely, "Doesn’t look all that great, having the six of us together seems like such a waste."

"Isn’t that so." The witch laughed dejectedly, "Sia, shall we leave it to you then?"

"No way, I definitely can’t beat them alone." The mage Sia admitted quite self-aware, "Either we team up or we run together, I’m not going to be the scapegoat."

"You talk tough, but you’re actually scared to death, aren’t you?" Yang Yu said coldly, "Deliberately not taking action and talking nonsense, are you just trying to buy time? Sorry, I won’t let you succeed!"

Yang Yu casually tossed, and the Evil Shadow Blood Blade in his hand instantly flew out, transforming into a streak of red light that shot straight towards the mage Sia.

Sia raised her magic wand, and the ground instantly swelled, forming a thick stone wall.

Alchemy that can alter the shape of any material!

Sia thought her stone wall was thick enough, but the red light still penetrated the thick wall, piercing directly through her shoulder!

"Ah—" Sia screamed, instantly turning pale.

"Don’t hold back, attack together!" The Russian Hercules roared, smashing a fist toward Yang Yu.

Feeling the overwhelming force of this fist, Yang Yu didn’t clash head-on, but instead stepped back.

Whoosh!

A five-meter-long snake, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, slithered from the ground, lunging at Yang Yu with a red forked tongue.

The person controlling this snake was a Tianzhu person, evidently a beast tamer!

Just as Yang Yu thought to dodge, the clown threw a colorful ball from his hand, and the surrounding space immediately became a dazzling array of colors, like entering a dream amusement park.

This clown’s superpower, Illusion Technique!

Yang Yu’s form was distracted for just a moment, and the snake had already wrapped around Yang Yu’s legs, and the black man rushed forward, also smashing a fist toward Yang Yu.

Yang Yu didn’t hesitate to swing a punch, and the black man’s fist suddenly turned into a black hard object, extremely tough.

Superpower, Carbonization!

Bang!

Yang Yu clashed fists with the black man, and the black man was sent flying by Yang Yu, but Yang Yu’s fist was throbbing in pain: "Damn, that’s tough!"

With the hardness of the carbonized fist comparable to diamond, how could Yang Yu’s fist not hurt?

It was only Yang Yu, anyone else would have had their fist smashed to pieces!

The witch snapped her fingers, and two cloth dolls about one meter tall suddenly appeared, giggling as they rushed toward Yang Yu.

The two cloth dolls were surrounded by a black aura, and wherever they went, the black aura seemed to burn the air itself, sizzling loudly.

If that black aura touched the skin, it would instantly rot!

The black man punched again, the Hercules also arrived following up, the snake entangling the legs raised its head, opened its gaping mouth, and bit down.

The illusionist continued to create illusions to disrupt Yang Yu’s judgment, and even the injured alchemist Sia, with a single-handed swing, formed a long stone spike stabbing towards Yang Yu’s chest.

Six people attacked at the same time, intent on finishing Yang Yu with one strike!

"Ah Yu!" Zhou Haoqiang gripped Lan Xiaomeng’s arm tightly, squeezing so hard that he wasn’t even aware he was causing her to bleed.

Lan Xiaomeng was also so tense that she forgot the pain, her heart continuously praying: "Yang Yu mustn’t get hurt!"