Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 623 - 617 Yes! I Lost! (2 more updates)

In the Martial Hall, the shaking of the tables became more and more intense until even the wine cups on them shook apart!

Many people’s faces changed again and again, some showing shock and awe, while the Fangcheng City Lord, Qiu Ling, coldly sneered at the Wasteland City Master, Qiu Cang, with a mocking look in his eyes.

The confrontation between Yu Tai and Qiu Qingfeng was also a contest between Qiu Ling and Qiu Cang.

"The strength is terrifying, but sadly, you are not agile enough!" In that moment, suddenly, Yu Tai moved!

That movement.

Shook the very earth.

Fast!

Incredibly fast!

So fast that shadows followed his mind, as quick as lightning, so fast that few among those present could clearly capture his figure, so fast that the afterimage and the real image merged into one.

Within a thousandth of a breath later.

Suddenly.

It was as if the scene had frozen.

The enormous, strong body of Qiu Qingfeng suddenly halted in the middle of the arena, and Yu Tai stopped as well, right beside Qiu Qingfeng.

Then, under everyone’s gaze.

Craash!!!

The right hand of Qiu Qingfeng, which was holding the Heavy Hammer, broke off completely, falling to the ground, with blood spurting high into the air like a fountain, soaring four to five meters high.

"You, have lost." In the deadly silence, Yu Tai raised his head, glanced at Qiu Qingfeng, and spoke indifferently.

Only at this moment.

In the Martial Hall, huu, huu, huu... the sound of many natives gasping for air suddenly filled the air.

Even Qiu Su furrowed her eyebrows.

And both Qiuhao and Qiubing had slightly pale faces, staring at Yu Tai with a mix of reverence and shock.

"Such incredible speed." Qingrou also muttered softly, a serious expression on her beautiful face. Previously, she hadn’t considered Yu Tai a worthy opponent, but the strength Yu Tai had just displayed... was formidable.

At that moment, the face of City Lord Qiu Ling turned pale and somber; he clenched his teeth and remained silent, suddenly yelling, "Qiu Qingfeng, come back!!!"

Qiu Qingfeng finally ceased his agonized screams, picked up the Heavy Hammer that had fallen to the ground with his left hand, and then limped back painfully behind Qiu Ling.

Qiu Ling then stared intently at Yu Tai: "Brother Yu possesses impressive strength and is decisively ruthless."

"City Lord Ling praises me too highly." Yu Tai smiled and could hear the anger in Qiu Ling’s voice, but he didn’t care, at least for now, as there wasn’t anyone like City Lord Qiu Cang to back him up, was there?

Taking a deep breath, Yu Tai continued, "Is there anyone else willing to come out and play with me?"

Yu Tai’s gaze swept over the other seven city lords standing behind those from Fangcheng, his playful smile growing stronger until finally, his eyes settled on Su Chen and Qingrou, "As the host city of Li City, won’t someone come out to play with me?"

"Su Chen, Qingrou, do not act rashly for now!" Qiu Su spoke up; she didn’t want Su Chen and Qingrou to step forward at this moment.

Qiuhao and Qiubing slightly lowered their heads, already frightened; they were certain that they were not a match for Yu Tai.

"I’ll go!" After Yu Tai had mockingly stared at Su Chen for three breaths, a young man who stood behind Qiuhao, entirely cold and lifeless, with a faintly pale face and somewhat sunken eyes, stepped into the middle of the Martial Hall to face Yu Tai.

"Not bad, you’ve got guts," Yu Tai nodded with approval.

"My name is Qiu Yan." The cold man spoke in a deep voice; in his hands, he now held a Weapon, a Low Grade Sacred Artifact. Despite being just a Low Grade Sacred Artifact, it was still very remarkable in Qiuqing Continent, considering that over ninety percent of Martial Cultivators there didn’t even possess a Weapon.

"You, make your move!" Yu Tai glanced at Qiu Yan’s Weapon, his voice tinged with disdain.

"Blood Silver Sword Technique!!!" Qiu Yan first raised his eyebrows and then, suddenly yelled, swinging his sword down.

When he struck with his sword, especially when he exclaimed the words "Blood Silver Sword Technique," in an instant, within the Martial Hall, all eight City Lords suddenly stood up, their faces showing extreme terror.

And those who followed behind the Eight Great City Lords, as long as they were natives, also had their expressions crazily changing.

Blood Silver Sword Technique?

Wasn’t this the most powerful martial skill that had recently emerged from the Xucheng ancestral house?

But, wasn’t it said that this sword technique was almost impossible to master successfully? Even the Wasteland City Master Qiu Fei could only sigh.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan had... actually mastered it successfully?

Incredible!

It was truly incredible!

Meanwhile, it was clearly visible that in front of Qiu Yan’s longsword, a deep sea of blood-silver color formed instantly, with crimson mingled with traces of silver-white, within which an infinite evil Qi undulated.

Multitudes of sword lights, as fine as pine needles yet immensely concentrated, formed an enormous sword light!

Within this gigantic sword light, there was clearly a rich and writhing aura spreading and roaring.

Su Chen’s eyes brightened by a shade, very interesting, very powerful, a very special sword; he was interested in the thick aura within its sword light.

"Bluffing and posturing!" Yu Tai snorted, his face serious at the same time, his sword also started to ripple.

What was hair-raising was that, in a moment when Yu Tai’s sword produced a shadow and its body waved, it distinctly split into thirds, each sword different, each moving to its own rhythm, yet they were in such perfect harmony it was as if they were one thousand percent in sync, alternating between offense and defense!

How... how... how is this possible? A division into three with one sword, doesn’t that mean the mind must also be divided into three, with each part controlling a sword?

How was this achieved? This was in actual combat! To dare divide one’s mind into three? Too terrifying!

In the blink of an eye.

The swords clashed!

Ding ding ding...

The sound was crisp and piercing, like the friction between nails and glass, stirring the blood, numbing the scalp, and discomforting the eardrums.

However, this clash did not last long, after four or five breaths.

"You! You lost!" Suddenly, Yu Tai exclaimed, his eyes sharp, twinkling with brilliance, infinitely proud.

And his sword had suddenly fallen onto Qiu Yan’s neck, the sword scar not deep, as he did not intend to take Qiu Yan’s life.

"I lost due to the quality of the sword!" Qiu Yan was somewhat unwilling, it was clearly visible that his sword had very obvious notches like teeth marks, which were cleaved by Yu Tai’s sword.

Qiu Yan’s sword was a Sacred Artifact, Lower Grade, while Yu Tai’s sword was a Middle-grade Divine Artifact.

The difference was too great.

"A loss is a loss, where are all these excuses from?" Yu Tai snorted, a trace of disdain crossing his lips.

"Yes! I lost!" Qiu Yan still wanted to say something but, in the end, he nodded heavily, accepting defeat.

The Martial Hall became even quieter.

It was truly silent, as if it were the middle of the Netherworld night.

Even Qiu Su subtly held her breath, her beautiful eyes flickering with shock and wariness, as she stared at Yu Tai, shook her head after watching him for a while.

There was a bitterness at the bottom of her heart.

Encountering a Shocking Level Monster!

Even with Su Chen on their side, it would be difficult, wouldn’t it?