Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 104 - 103: Do They Really Think There’s No One Left in Huaxia! (Vote Recommendation!)_1

Chapter 104: Chapter 103: Do They Really Think There’s No One Left in Huaxia! (Vote Recommendation!)_1

"Young Master, let me go." Jiang Jun stepped forward.

Jiang Jun was Xu Zhengyu’s personal bodyguard, who had once crossed paths with Ren Feifan. Ren Feifan held no particular affection or animosity towards Jiang Jun, but he greatly admired his straightforward military disposition. Forging a friendship or forming an alliance with such a person wouldn’t burden one’s conscience all that much.

Xu Zhengyu glanced at him gratefully, nodding solemnly after a long pause.

"Young master, if I don’t make it back from the ring, I just ask that you take care of my son and wife."

Having said this, he paced quickly towards the ring, leaping into it with a swift motion that spoke volumes about his profound skills. All happened before anyone had the chance to react.

Ren Feifan had intended to stop him, but to his dismay, Jiang Jun had moved too quickly. He could do nothing but shake his head helplessly.

Now that Jiang Jun had stepped forward, the only option left was to somehow stop the old man. If that wasn’t feasible, he would have to think of some other way to intervene.

Standing atop the ring, Jiang Jun instantly became the target of an evil Qi, shaped eerily into a human form.

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed as he produced a silver needle in his hand and, in an instant, shot it towards the decrepit old man who was muttering an incantation.

The old man had an exceptionally keen sense of danger. He halted his incantation immediately, flicking his wrist, and the silver needle landed safely in his hand.

The silver needle hadn’t been infused with Ren Feifan’s True Qi; it was merely a means to disrupt the old man’s spellcasting. Now that its purpose had been served, it was no longer a problem.

Sure enough, the evil Qi hovering over the ring dispersed abruptly like an object without an owner.

"What happened, Master Sawang?" Basong turned his head and asked.

"Someone detected the spell on the ring."

Basong paused for a moment and then turned his gaze towards Ren Feifan. Seeing the old man nod in affirmation, everything fell into place.

He had found Ren Feifan’s arrival strange from the get-go, so there it was!

This must be one of Huaxia’s feng shui masters.

But Huaxia’s feng shui masters should be worthless, it’s only Thailand’s witchcraft that represents the supreme and divine spells!

With the Evil Qi gone, Jiang Jun would have to face the Thai boxer in actual combat, so Ren Feifan couldn’t interfere anymore. If Jiang Jun found himself in a precarious situation, however, he would step in and save him.

Based on his actions just now, it was clear that Jiang Jun was a brave man.

Standing in the military position, Jiang Jun trained his eyes straight ahead. He clearly understood that stepping onto the ring was probably a journey of no return. Every punch he threw had to be deliberate!

The Thai boxer closed his eyes, saluted with both hands, prayed to the gods, then knelt down towards a specific direction and knocked his head against the floor, mumbling chants under his breath.

Although Jiang Jun hadn’t fought with a Thai boxer before, he knew well that this was their customary pre-battle ritual.

All of a sudden, the Thai boxer who was knelt in prayer, one hand supporting his weight, sprang into the air!

The next second, his knee, hard as rock, jabbed towards Jiang Jun’s abdomen. Simultaneously, the Thai boxer jerked his right hand backward in mid-air, letting his elbow plunge viciously towards Jiang Jun’s crown.

All of this happened in the span of a lightning strike!

Jiang Jun maintained a high level of alertness the entire time. As the Thai boxer’s knees were about to land on his abdomen, he immediately crouched and retreated, throwing an instinctive uppercut, hoping to fend off the looming elbow strike at his head.

Indeed, knee strikes and elbow strikes are among the most common moves in Thai Boxing, also among the most lethal!

Using a leap to explode toward the opponent, gathering power, the hardness of an elbow can easily slaughter someone!

This is why Thai boxers are often feared for their brutality in the ring!

Fortunately, Jiang Jun had been vigilant. He successfully dodged the knee strike. But couldn’t dodge the elbow strike, his punch took the full brunt of it!

Jiang Jun suddenly lost sensation in his right hand, and it felt as if his fingers were fractured. The pain was intense!

The opponent’s power was too terrifying!

If this elbow strike had landed on his skull, there would have been absolutely no chance of survival!

In mid-air, the Thai boxer swung his arms a few times, as if flaunting something.

At this moment, with his right hand out of commission, Jiang Jun’s chances of winning were even slimmer.

Seeing this, Xu Zhengyu’s heart skipped a beat. He shook his head helplessly and called out to Jiang Jun in the ring, "Jiang Jun, admit defeat and come back down. Don’t continue fighting."

"Young Master, let me try again." Jiang Jun feigned strength in his final attempt.

No sooner had he spoken than the Thai boxer swiftly closed the distance between them and, diverging from his typical Thai boxing style, delivered a leg whip — aimed straight at Jiang Jun’s neck.

The leg whip was mercilessly fast! Decisive and deadly!

Jiang Jun instinctively retreated, but it was too late. The leg whip struck his chest, launching him sideways into the air. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

The outcome was clear — Jiang Jun had lost!

But the Thai boxer didn’t seem satisfied, he leaped into the air once again and, bizarrely changed course mid-flight. He dropped down in a half-kneel, crashing hard into Jiang Jun!

"Bang!"

A thunderous crash echoed from the ring. Jiang Jun spat out another mouthful of blood, and then lost consciousness!

Everyone present realized the grave severity of the situation. Their hearts skipped a beat. That blow could have easily killed Jiang Jun!

Rage ignited within Ren Feifan. How dared a foreigner be so audacious in Huaxia!

Do they really think Huaxia has no one capable of standing up to them?

Basong sauntered over with a smirk, "Young Master Xu, your martial artist didn’t put up much of a fight."

Xu Zhengyu’s face turned ashen. He coldly replied, "I admit defeat. Tell your boxer to stop soon."

Basong chuckled and nodded, but then turned towards the Thai boxer on the ring, "Go ahead and enjoy the slaughter!"

"You’re despicable!" Xu Zhengyu trembled with rage, his fists clenched and his face turning crimson in fury.

"I wonder if you still have a martial artist to spar with me, after that one is dead. Haha!" Basong burst into laughter.

The Thai boxer on the ring, upon receiving his instructions, revealed a chilling smirk.

"Who said he doesn’t have opponents." Suddenly, a cool voice sounded out.

All eyes turned to the source of the sound — a rather fair-skinned young man.

The young man’s face was serene, but his brows concealed a hint of latent murderous intent.

He seemed ordinary, but there was something distinct about his demeanor.

On the ring, the Thai boxer was just about to smash his elbow onto Jiang Jun. Jiang Jun’s face was already bloody; if the elbow made contact, he wouldn’t survive more than a few seconds!

Just as the elbow was about to land, a dark shadow lunged forward. The Thai boxer felt a forceful grip on his back and found himself lifted off the ground.

"Bang!"

The Thai boxer was flung away!

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed as he quickly dropped several silver needles into specific acupuncture points on Jiang Jun’s body, thus stabilizing his condition.

Seeing this, Xu Zhengyu immediately sent people to carry Jiang Jun down and asked, "Master, are you really going to fight?"

Ren Feifan didn’t respond to Xu Zhengyu. His cold gaze was locked on the Thai boxer, "You dare to harm the people of Huaxia on our own land!"

The next second, Ren Feifan transformed into a shadow on the spot, launching a punch at the Thai boxer!

The Thai boxer snorted coldly, sweeping a leg whip towards Ren Feifan!

The leg whip carried a gust of cold wind, even stronger than the one he launched against Jiang Jun!