The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 277 - 221: Sudden Strike

Chapter 277: Chapter 221: Sudden Strike

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As soon as the sound rang out, the wind began to sweep across the entire area, accelerating rapidly towards Wang Julong, forming the familiar tornado around her body.

Wang Julong narrowed her eyes, keeping her focus on Li Cheng while anticipating a sudden strike aimed at her, yet nothing happened.

Step by step, she retreated, creating space between them—the only action she could take while waiting for her Qi Lightning Torch to charge and grow, stacking them around her body.

Suddenly, a flash of white devoid of Qi darted towards Wang Julong from afar. Fortunately, Wang Julong didn’t lose her focus and swiftly unleashed two Thunder Lightning Balls from the safety of her tornado, shooting them directly at the merciless slash targeting her.

Wang Julong conjured a fierce defensive gust within the wind, generating a thunderous roar across the arena. A furious gale surged from the impact site, causing her tornado to spin around her at an astonishing speed, blurring her figure in the center.

Li Sheng’s face twisted into an unpleasant grimace as he recreated his whip attack. The previous one had been completely obliterated upon clashing with the Qi Lightning, but his expression betrayed no hint of defeat.

The same scene unfolded once more. As the serene white sphere of Qi shot toward Wang Julong, two Qi spheres exited the safety of the tornado. The explosions filled the sky, yet unlike before, the whip managed to endure and continued advancing towards Wang Julong.

Hidden within the tornado, Wang Julong’s expression was unseen by anyone. Nonetheless, Xu Yue could sense an air of frustration emanating from her.

The tornado hadn’t lasted long enough to stockpile a reserve of Qi Lightning Balls. Each attack consumed the spheres as soon as they were formed during the relentless strikes.

Currently, Li Cheng’s advantage was evident to everyone. Li Cheng’s mastery of Qi far surpassed that of Wang Julong, and his superiority was clear, causing Wang Julong to grit her teeth as she unraveled her defensive tornado.

"I’m relieved..." Before she could finish her sentence, the whip lashed toward her, forcing her to retreat hurriedly. Luckily, Wang Julong maintained her vigilance and acted swiftly. The whip, charged with aggressive energy, promised to end her life had she not responded promptly.

When he realized Wang Julong had narrowly escaped death, Li Cheng’s face darkened, rage coursing through his meridians unrelated to his Qi as it surged within him.

On the stage, Wang Julong evaded death but was covered in gashes, blood seeped from her arms, and her muscles were visibly severed.

Just as Wang Julong opened her mouth, ready to counter once again, Li Cheng unleashed another volley of whip strikes upon her, inflicting greater damage than before.

Her clothes hung in tatters. Though the fabric barely concealed her secrets, the once-beautiful blue material swiftly darkened, the blood staining it nearly black.

Blood streamed down her face, obscuring her vision. It flowed freely from her body onto the ground, creating slick patches, while her right arm was nearly severed, white bone visible amidst the torn flesh.

Wang Julong attempted to counter again, opening her mouth, but, as before, Li Cheng made sure to disrupt her attempts.

This time, however, Wang Julong had no energy left to move. She merely stared at the figure standing before her.

Seeing this, another figure leaped onto the stage, sending a chill down Yan Xiaobao’s spine. Earlier, as his Qi began flowing through his meridians, Yan Xiaobao had instinctively activated his Speed Flow, and his current movement speed was too fast for Li Cheng to keep up.

In less than a second, Xu Yue landed on the stage and picked up Wang Julong before leaping off the platform.

Everything happened so quickly that no one had time to react. From the moment he first entered the tournament, Yan Xiaobao’s mastery over Speed Flow had significantly advanced, moving as swiftly as the wind while rescuing Wang Julong.

An uproar immediately spread across the stage. Some reacted with relief, while others were left confused, and a few felt disappointed.

"What do you think you’re doing?!?" A voice roared across the stage, stopping Yan Xiaobao in his tracks and prompting him to turn back to see who had spoken.

"She has forfeited," Yan Xiaobao said coldly, like the chill of a winter morning in his eyes. "You didn’t end the match when she forfeited. Shouldn’t I be the one asking why you allowed someone to continue fighting after the forfeiture?"

Upon hearing this, the judge’s face flushed with anger. The judge, acting as part of the City Lord’s faction, had been hoping to severely injure or weaken the tournament’s greatest prodigy. Seeing a mere child like Yan Xiaobao stand against the City Lord’s greater interests infuriated Qin Zeng.

Rong Yue, always flanked by the Rong twins, and Lord Rong Liang brushed past with polite indifference. Everyone expected Yan Xiaobao to merely watch as Wang Julong suffered injuries or was killed by Li Cheng.

"She never completed her statement; I demand an explanation as to why you think a child like you might interfere!" Zeng Guanghui felt himself humiliated by Yan Xiaobao, not to mention shamed in front of all the nobles in Liluo City. To him, this was unacceptable, and he glared daggers at Yan Xiaobao, who casually walked away, carrying Wang Julong in his arms.

"Wait, explain yourself first!" the old man shouted again. Yan Xiaobao stopped in his tracks, turning his head again toward Qin Zeng, but this time it was more like the face of a white rakshasa than that of an angel.