Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 208 - 207, Xu Wendong: Why are you so weak?

Chapter 208: Chapter 207, Xu Wendong: Why are you so weak?

Qin Yi’s eyes revealed deep horror.

He could confirm that Xu Wendong had not hurt him, because his arm blocked Xu Wendong’s strike without feeling any pain.

But.

He didn’t know why he vomited blood.

"Wow!"

Another mouthful of fresh blood spewed from Qin Yi’s mouth, feeling as if his chest was exploding, with a burning sensation in his internal organs as though set aflame.

"The master ranked on the Potential Dragon List is just like this!" Chen Ping’an laughed loudly.

Although they didn’t know what was happening,

mocking the opponent was the right move.

Liu Mang seized the opportunity to add insult to injury: "What’s happening, what are you all doing, this is a life-and-death duel, why does it feel like a turn-based mini-game?"

"Why can’t you even take a single move from Mister Xu?"

Chen Ping’an: "Isn’t it just because their strength is too weak?"

The blatant humiliation was like an invisible slap harshly hitting Wu Qiankun’s face. Yes, it was clearly a life-and-death duel, but his men couldn’t even withstand a single move from Xu Wendong.

Not even one move!

A white-robed elder seemed to think of something and exclaimed, "Could it be you’ve mastered the Remote Strike technique?"

As soon as these words were spoken,

the expressions of Wu Qiankun and the other two elders suddenly turned grim. Remote Strike was a subtle mastery of force control.

Only the masters ranked in the top ten of the Potential Dragon List had this ability.

That was to say,

just by mastering Remote Strike, Xu Wendong was qualified to enter the top ten of the Potential Dragon List.

"Even if you have mastered the skill of Remote Strike, today you must pay the price!" Wu Qiankun waved his large hand and said, "I ask the three of you old friends to move and break this brat’s legs. I want him to know the consequences of opposing my Wanlong Association!"

The other three exchanged glances, then simultaneously charged towards Xu Wendong.

Although Xu Wendong had mastered the Remote Strike technique, everyone knew that this skill couldn’t be used at will. It consumed a large amount of inner strength each time.

The three of them believed that by joining forces, they could still face Xu Wendong head-on.

Seeing the three figures rushing at him from the front, left, and right, Xu Wendong’s expression grew more serious.

Because he could feel that the three’s strength far surpassed Qin Yi. Facing them together, though he felt no oppression, he was somewhat nervous.

The three moved swiftly, cooperating flawlessly.

Some aimed at Xu Wendong’s upper body, while others targeted his lower half, pushing him back step by step.

Xu Wendong was caught off guard, struck in the chest by the white-robed elder, stumbling back several meters.

This made Wu Mei, Chen Ping’an, and Liu Mang all hold their breath.

For they could see that the momentum of the white-robed elder was terrifying. The blow to Xu Wendong’s chest even emitted a muffled sound. There was no need to think; Xu Wendong was surely internally injured.

At the side, Wu Qiankun exhaled smoke with a cold smile: "Old Brother Qi Xuan is a super master ranked sixty on the Potential Dragon List, and he practices Through-Back Fist. His iron fists not only strike human bodies but can also smash hard stones."

"And invincible in close-quarters combat, even those in the top thirty on the Potential Dragon List pay a heavy price when approached by him."

"If I’m not mistaken, he must have suffered a severe internal injury."

Upon learning that the white-robed elder was named Qi Xuan,

Wu Mei and the other two’s expressions grew grave, an ominous premonition arose.

It was clear they all had heard Qi Xuan’s name and knew he was a terrifying existence even more so than Qin Yi.

At this moment,

Xu Wendong, who had been knocked back, moved.

He looked down at his chest, then raised his head to regard Qi Xuan, speaking astonishing words: "You, didn’t you eat dinner?"

???

???

???

What’s going on?

They’re fighting now, why are you concerned about whether your opponent had dinner?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Xu Wendong’s voice was like thunder from a clear sky, making everyone’s scalp tingle: "Your strength is too small, it’s just like scratching an itch. I really suspect there’s something wrong with the Potential Dragon List."

"If you really didn’t eat, I can order some takeout so you can eat your fill and then we’ll fight."

"You were hit by my fatal strike and actually aren’t injured?" Qi Xuan’s scalp tingled, staring at Xu Wendong as if seeing a ghost, unable to believe the scene before him.

"Your attack was so weak, how could I possibly get hurt?" Xu Wendong said nonchalantly. He hadn’t attacked before because he wanted to test his strength.

It now seemed.

So-called first-rate masters were hardly different from ordinary people in front of him.

"Now, is it my turn to strike back?" Xu Wendong’s face revealed a subtle smile, then he bent down to pick up a concrete slab, about three meters long, one meter wide, and over ten centimeters thick.

He lifted the hundreds of pounds heavy concrete slab with one hand as if it were a wooden plaque, giving an impression of lightness like it held no weight.

This scene deeply shocked Wu Qiankun and the others.

Being able to lift such a concrete slab effortlessly, this person’s strength wasn’t something they could contend with.

They didn’t doubt for a moment if Xu Wendong swung that slab, he could definitely smash them to bits.

"Mister Xu, we concede." Qi Xuan hurriedly bowed towards Xu Wendong.

They had been famous for a long time, each of them was very strong, and they had survived to this day not just relying on exceptional strength.

But by weighing the situation.

To put it plainly, it was about timely surrender when encountering an unbeatable master.

The other two elders also bowed and apologized.

Facing an opponent like Xu Wendong, who was of a monstrous level, they truly didn’t want to become enemies.

Boom!

Xu Wendong heavily placed the concrete slab upright on the ground, turned to Wu Qiankun, and calmly asked: "Mr. Wu, do you still want to compete with me for this project?"

Wu Qiankun’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected Xu Wendong’s ability to be so powerful, which was far beyond his expectations. Had he known, he wouldn’t have killed Han Shijun of the Sandao Association earlier.

Otherwise, Xu Wendong wouldn’t have snatched this project from him.

Though burning with anger inside, Wu Qiankun still smiled and said: "Talents emerge in every generation, Mister Xu’s strength is truly impressive!"

"I just love making friends with promising young people like you."

"How about this, let’s each take a step back and co-develop this project?"

Xu Wendong laughed softly, asking in return: "Where do you get the confidence to think I would co-develop this project with you?"

"We in Qingyuan, why should we co-develop with an outsider?"

"Do you think all people in Qingyuan are dead?"

"Ungrateful thing!" Wu Qiankun erupted in anger: "You Xu, do you really want to oppose my Wanlong Association? Do you know the consequences of opposing my Wanlong Association?"

"Yes, I admit your strength is impressive."

"But no matter how strong you are, can you block a bullet?"

With those words, a dark gun muzzle suddenly pointed at Xu Wendong’s head.