The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 271 - 218: Remarkable Achievement

Chapter 271: Chapter 218: Remarkable Achievement

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The audience was convinced that the tension between these two young men stemmed from their desire to win and prove which family held the best foundation for the City Lord’s position.

What the audience couldn’t understand was the true reason behind the sudden hostility. Every time Wang Julong looked at Rong Ming, he didn’t think about how Rong Ming’s family had once been that of the City Lord. To him, it didn’t matter.

Wang Julong grew up in the Wang Family. Although his family was one of the high-level noble families in the city, he had never experienced life within the City Lord’s mansion, and thus held no animosity toward the current City Lord.

What occupied his thoughts was the memory of his clashes with Yan Xiaobao whenever he saw Rong Ming—a reminder of how his pride had been sullied. To Wang Julong, Rong Ming was nothing more than a stepping stone for another battle with Yan Xiaobao.

Wang Julong showed no intent to take the initiative, as he was shielded by his Qilin Lightning, which forced Rong Ming to make a vow. Quick as the wind, Rong Ming moved silently toward his opponent.

As Rong Ming approached swiftly, Wang Julong’s face took on a focused expression as a burst of Qilin Lightning flashed like a hurricane, targeting Rong Ming in Okinawa.

Sensing the impending danger, Rong Ming trusted his instincts, sliding his body downward, rolling on the floor, and springing back with speed. In doing so, Rong Ming managed to dodge the first instance of Qi Lightning, shrinking the distance between the two.

When Rong Xing wielded a small dagger, Rong Ming deployed a martial arts attack skill called the Qi Sword. True to its name, the skill conjured a luminous pearl-white sword for Rong Ming.

This sword was created from pure white Qi. However, although the Qi was free of any blemishes, it did not emit the brilliance and radiance seen in the weapons of Wang Julong and Yan Xiaobao.

Arcing flashes of lightning shot out from the defensive stance, clashing against Rong Ming’s Qi Sword in frantic explosions. Despite the chaos, Rong Ming deftly dodged, diving across the stage in evasive motions.

The spectacle outside left the audience visibly shocked. Though Rong Ming was known as a peerless genius who entered the practitioner realm at fifteen, he was currently battling a ten-year-old child.

A ten-year-old breaching the threshold of disciple level at such an age was regarded as a remarkable feat.

When Rong Ming realized that his current strategy was yielding no results, he gritted his teeth and opted to evade all of the Thunder Lightning strikes, rushing directly toward Wang Julong, who was shielded within a surrounding whirlwind.

A thick line of Qi surged out from Rong Ming, merging with the sword in his hand, transforming it into a larger, heavier blade that he swung with all his might.

Sparks from the whirlwind of Qilin Lightning struck the ground, causing shockwaves within, until the whirlwind collapsed alongside the sword. The whirlwind destabilized before dissipating into calm air, leaving only seven streaks of Qi Lightning beside Wang Julong.

Witnessing this, Yan Xiaobao’s eyes narrowed. Just as he predicted Wang Julong was about to lose, he noticed the sword in Rong Ming’s hand had shattered into fragments.

As a student specializing in Qi weapons, Yan Xiaobao knew exactly what this meant. Once a Qi weapon was destroyed, it couldn’t be recalled until the user had reabsorbed the Qi spent to forge it.

Conversely, Wang Julong had also lost his whirlwind. Contrary to Yan Xiaobao’s expectations, Wang Julong grinned, spreading his arms to reveal twenty dazzling Thunder Lightning Balls, each burning with fervent energy, ready to explode at a moment’s command.

Seeing this, a bitter smile curled on Rong Ming’s lips. He knew he had lost. Even though Rong Ming’s vitality was stronger, he had given Wang Julong too much time to create Thunder Lightning streaks. Regardless of his strength, relying on his weaker Dantian meant that the onslaught of twenty Qi Lightning strikes would be enough to cause severe injury.

"I concede," Rong Ming shrugged and sighed. In some ways, the sight of Yan Xiaobao diminished his sorrow. At the moment, this young boy was staring intently at Wang Julong, a bloodthirsty smile flashing in his eyes, making it clear that Yan Xiaobao wanted nothing more than to challenge Wang Julong.

Hearing that the City Lord’s son had conceded left everyone stunned, sparking discussions about the implications this would have for the future. Some nobles mulled over switching factions to join the Wang Family, while others insisted that Rong Ming hadn’t unleashed his true potential because he wanted to avoid harming a weaker opponent.

After this battle, only one remained, but Yan Xiaobao was most concerned about his advancement to the top eight, along with Wang Julong.

Both boys silently faced each other, blue eyes meeting black eyes. Neither was willing to budge or yield, yet each demanded the other do so.

"Better not lose the next match," Wang Julong muttered, turning to rejoin his brothers and family.

As the final eight contenders were determined, the battered arena from prior battles stood empty. Over the next few days, these top eight students engaged in closed-door training sessions, each striving to hone the critical details that might tip the scales of victory in their favor.

Rong Ming’s loss shocked the entire audience, as he had been the top seed of the entire tournament. This spurred rampant speculation about who might rise to claim the championship title.

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