The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 262 - 213: Taking Over_2

Chapter 262: Chapter 213: Taking Over_2

’Sorry.’ A calm voice suddenly echoed through his memories, making the boy lift his eyebrows in surprise.

’Why do you feel sorry?’ he asked curiously, though he had a good idea of what happened. This Soul Fusion sometimes allowed their thoughts to interfere with each other’s.

The sorrow from Yan Xiaobao had reached the Phoenix and ultimately led him to open up.

"Ten years ago, I said I wasn’t responsible for your death, but I was," Lan Feng said, and before Yan Xiaobao could respond, he continued grimly.

’When you picked up the hairpin, in the endless waiting of your world, I never felt this connection. When I saw that girl and sensed her connection with her, I knew right then you’d send me away. I truly believed I had no choice. I’m sorry for deceiving you all these years, but I had to do it. I’m sorry.’

"I understand," Yan Xiaobao sighed. Hearing the proud and haughty Phoenix sincerely apologize made him feel better about the matter.

When Yan Xiaobao first learned about Lan Feng, he was indeed filled with anger, but over the past ten years, the Phoenix had given him much in return, including paving the way for him to become an unparalleled cultivator.

Back in Yan Xiaobao’s old life, he was simply friends with Li Fen—a friend as valuable as a brother. Yan Xiaobao’s feelings for Li Fen were clear. If he were to confess to her, he might ruin their relationship; not only that, he would cause her distress and sadness, which was the last thing he wanted.

Li Fen was leading a happy life with her boyfriend. Losing Yan Xiaobao would be a source of pain for her, undoubtedly, but it was a pain she could overcome, allowing her to peacefully live out her life with the man she loved. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

When Yan Xiaobao reached Godhood, Li Fen had already lived what could be considered a fulfilling and long life, passing away of old age; at that point, Yan Xiaobao would transform her into a youthful body, restore her memory, and then let her start anew alongside him, reborn—or perhaps he could hope to reincarnate her husband as well.

Yan Xiaobao truly did not want to resort to the final choice, but whenever he thought of Li Fen’s radiant smile, he knew he would do it, just to make her happy. The most important thing to him was to tell Li Fen that he had truly loved her. After that, whatever came next, would come.

"Make sure you help me become the strongest person in the world," Yan Xiaobao sighed under his favorite tree, "then it won’t matter if you kill me."

’Wait. You knew?’ Lan Feng said, his apology quickly turning into outrage. "Are you saying you don’t trust me?" he asked indignantly.

Hearing this flustered Phoenix, Hui Yue laughed. He absolutely enjoyed this type of personality from the once-guilty bird.

"Look at me," Xu Yue said calmly, still wearing a smile. ’Can’t you see how I follow everything you say like a good disciple? It’s obvious—there’s something behind my death. That’s all.’

Lan Feng could do nothing but complain. As Yan Xiaobao continued his relentless cultivation and training, the issue was set aside.

On the morning of the tournament’s second day, the first thing Yan Xiaobao saw when opening the courtyard door was Deng Wu. The handsome, black-haired boy stood outside, sitting slightly forward.

There was no apology offered, nor any mention of the previous day; the tense atmosphere quickly became comfortable as the two began joking about Hui Yue’s odds of winning the tournament.

As they moved up to the mountaintop where the arena was located, other friends eventually joined them. An hour later, the group had grown from just Deng Wu and Yan Xiaobao to all six of their friends gathered together, gambling with each other over who would win and what stakes to place.

Unlike the previous day’s format, today everyone had to draw a number and face off against those who drew the same number in their bracket.

Yan Xiaobao was up first, but his match was over before it even began because his opponent was one of his first-year students. The student had witnessed Yan Xiaobao’s confrontation with Shan Ping and the power he displayed the day before. As soon as he pulled the number, he forfeited immediately.

Rong Xing and Rong Ming found themselves in similar situations. Rong Xing’s opponent forfeited shortly after the match began, while Rong Ming’s opponent—a first-year fighter—was defeated in the first move.

The final participant in their group was Ma Kong, and when he stepped onto the stage, his eyes widened in surprise upon seeing Wang Julong standing across from him.

This was a match Yan Xiaobao had not anticipated. Wang Julong was a nine-stars student-level cultivator, while Ma Kong was a seven-stars disciple-level cultivator. Clearly, Ma Kong was at a disadvantage. However, despite his friendship with Ma Kong, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but root for Wang Julong to win.

Though Ma Kong was his friend, Yan Xiaobao was currently focused on making it to the finals and challenging Wang Julong. What he had overlooked, however, was that Wang Julong first needed to emerge victorious from his bracket, which currently included Ma Kong, Rong Xing, and Rong Ming.

Yan Xiaobao believed Wang Julong had what it took to defeat Ma Kong. Unfortunately, defeating the Rong brothers would not be an easy task, as they had already reached the Medic Level.

Yan Xiaobao watched the stage intently, frowning. Wang Julong was different. There was a tranquil air about him he had never seen before, his eyes calm and filled with determination.

On the other hand, Ma Kong showed no signs of complacency. Though he had been sparring with another seven-stars disciple the day before, suffering only a minor injury to his brow, he remained highly alert as he stood facing this young competitor from the first year.

The audience split into two factions. Both boys came from prominent families within Liluo City, families belonging to opposing factions. One was the leader of a faction, the other a strong pillar of support for the rival side.

This dynamic gave the audience ample reason to watch closely as the two young men stood on the grand arena stage, staring each other down in anticipation of the battle about to unfold.

In terms of numbers, one side had the advantage, while the other held the upper hand in skill. Furthermore, Wang Julong’s advanced martial arts gave his supporters ample confidence as they nervously eyed young Ma Kong.

"Let the forty-seventh match of Group Seven begin!" The judge’s voice rang out, and as the words fell, Wang Julong’s hands erupted with crackling energy.

This Qi far exceeded what Yan Xiaobao had dealt with months ago. A tremendous swirling current began forming in Wang Julong’s hands, growing rapidly into a massive tornado.

Within this cyclone, bolts of lightning flashed one after another. Each of these bolts was at least four times stronger than those Yan Xiaobao had seen before, and he couldn’t help but feel his heart racing as he wished he were the one on stage rather than Ma Kong.

As the tornado expanded to an immense size, Hui Yue watched with a faint smile. The storm now enveloped Wang Julong entirely, lifting him off the ground while Thunder Lightning swirled around him in steady streams from both hands.

The Qi Lightning skill had clearly evolved. Skills like these developed in two ways: either advancing to a higher rank or being personally refined and adapted to suit the cultivator’s preferences.

This was much like Velocity Flow; the higher the practitioner’s rank, the more copies they could create. In the case of Qi Lightning, a higher rank resulted in larger tornadoes, unleashing more Qi Lightning bolts.

Wang Julong had spent significant time honing his already advanced techniques. Could Hui Yue really believe he had squandered all that time cultivating? Even the lessons used for training others were also meant to refine himself!

The fruits of Wang Julong’s efforts were evident when he successfully broke into the Disciple Rank—it had doubled his energy reserves compared to before.

As his blood boiled, Yan Xiaobao’s eyes sparkled with excitement. His veins throbbed as if his very essence were begging to jump into the fight. Previously, he feared their battle might be too simple due to his higher-level skills giving him an edge, with Wang Julong potentially struggling. Now, this fight was electrifying. This clash had become the only thing Yan Xiaobao could think about. His canines seemed to protrude more than before as he gritted his teeth, hunger surging from deep within him.

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