The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 582

Chapter 582: Chapter 582: Humiliated in Return
 

You are not worthy of me drawing my sword?

These words not only drove Ying Qingquan to fury, his eyes looking like a fierce ghost, but even those watching the fight couldn’t quite believe it. The members of the Ying Chong lineage were livid, howling in anger.

Such arrogance! He’s utterly disrespectful and lawless!

Ying Qingquan was no weakling; on the contrary, he was a recognized genius even among the younger generation of the top ten ancient martial families. Anyone who dared to slight him like that must be a monstrous prodigy of a prince-level!

Could Huang Xiaolong stand on par with those prodigies? No, he probably wasn’t qualified yet!

In a flash, Ying Qingquan, who had never been so humiliated in his life, was seething with rage, fierce intent apparent. With a backhand grip, he drew his sword with a clang, its sound weirdly echoing like a dragon’s roar. Under his feet, a series of movements completed within one breath, as if he shrunk inches into miles, in a blink of an eye he appeared in front of Huang Xiaolong.

“I’m going to kill you, you mongrel!” Ying Qingquan roared with a vicious tone, the cold light flashed, was as swift as a thunderbolt, a sword aimed and lunged at Huang Xiaolong.

Stunning glows of the sword, one follows another!

Fast!

So fast! Fast that the human eyes can’t even keep up!

The sword moves were like a Milky Way falling from the sky, encompassing every vital part of Huang Xiaolong.

Each word of “I’m going to kill you, you mongrel” corresponded with a strike. Ying Qingquan’s speech was fast, the moment the last word “mongrel” fell, the ninth sword was already out.

The speech and the sword strikes went together in one go, without any pauses. His nine strikes were swift as lightning, the harmonious pairing of speech and swordplay accentuating each other.

It could even be said that Ying Qingquan’s nine strikes virtually connected together, so swift that it became impossible to distinguish their sequence. It seemed as if he had one sword, but it also felt like he had nine arms, each wielding a sword, slashing towards Huang Xiaolong simultaneously.

Facing such fierce and swift swordplay, the people from the Elder Group and the square stood up and cheered loudly!

The clansmen of the Ying Chong lineage took advantage of the cheer, clapping and shouting with joy like thunderbolts!

This was not show-off, but a genuine admiration for Ying Qingquan’s swordsmanship. With such mastery that borders on magical, the only word to describe it is “genius”.

Even the usually haughty Ying Qingfeng, at this moment, slightly nodded his head, “Qingquan’s swordsmanship has improved a lot this year.”

“Hahaha~ Indeed! Qingfeng, you and Qingquan, are the pillars of support for me!” Ying Chong was quite proud of himself.

Back to the arena.

An unthinkable scene occurred!

Faced with Ying Qingquan’s storm of nine strikes, Huang Xiaolong didn’t even move an inch! He seemed to be paralyzed with fear!

He didn’t just not unsheathe his sword for defense, he didn’t even dodge a bit, allowing the longsword to stab into his body!

This scene caused everyone watching the fight to have goosebumps, some even screaming out loud—

“He’s dead! He’s been stabbed! Every strike hit him!”

“Unbelievable… He was killed by Cousin Qingquan in one pass without having a chance to resist. He was stupefied by Cousin Qingquan’s sword momentum!”

“That’s weak. He was just boasting, saying Cousin Qingquan isn’t worthy of him drawing the sword. I didn’t expect he would be killed instantly.”

“The thing is, Cousin Qingquan’s swordplay was too fast. He couldn’t avoid it.”

…

Indeed, Puff Puff Puff Puff~~ All nine swords penetrated Huang Xiaolong’s body.

“Darn!” Ying Xiao was shocked and stood up, trembling all over, his heart chilled to the core, “My son-in-law… my son-in-law… was… was… was stabbed to death?”

Ying Aoshan’s mind went blank, her whole body quivering in fear.

The Ying Chong lineage was cheering and jumping with delight, as if they had just taken revenge!

“My son-in-law was a talent of our Ying family! How can he be… be… be killed like this… The nine swords have pierced through his body, even a god will find it hard to survive!” The Family Head was full of heartache and sorrow.

Back to the arena, Huang Xiaolong’s body, punctured by the sword, did not splash with fresh blood. He did not die, but rather, he was smiling, as if basking in the spring breeze, looking at his opponent Ying Qingquan.

Even so, on Huang Xiaolong’s lips, there’s a smug, knowing smile, as if he has seen through everything.

Earlier, amidst a flurry, Ying Qingquan’s nine intended strokes, although overwhelming, had not been felt by Huang Xiaolong as a threat. This wave of swordsmanship, despite its intensity, lacked the intent to kill. The trajectory of each sword stroke was not aimed at Huang Xiaolong but grazed his body instead.

As expected, at this moment, Huang Xiaolong remains unharmed, only his left shoulder, right sleeve, right wrist… and nine places on his clothes were torn by Ying Qingquan’s longsword.

Correct, Ying Qingquan intentionally avoided piercing Huang Xiaolong’s body, he sought to toy with Huang Xiaolong, to retaliate for the previous humiliation.

His plan was to scare Huang Xiaolong witless as he executed the nine sword strikes close to Huang Xiaolong’s body, making him think he was close to death and to scream in despair.

This way, on the one hand, Ying Qingquan’s control over his swordsmanship, demonstrated his finesse and absolute control. On the other hand, it was meant to humiliate Huang Xiaolong by making him scream in despair.

However, Ying Qingquan didn’t expect that Huang Xiaolong would be unaffected by his tactics.

“Hahaha~~~” Huang Xiaolong burst into laughter. “I say, you really are a bit boring… Let the duel be a duel, why are you playing such jokes with me?”

The arena fell into utter silence!

With a cordial smile on his face, Huang Xiaolong appeared relaxed and composed, a tranquillity that bordered upon frightful!

Everyone understood why Huang Xiaolong stood still during Qingquan’s performance, apparently, he had already seen through Ying Qingquan’s tricks, understanding that all nine of Qingquan’s attacks were feints without actual stabs, that’s why he fearlessly remained unmoved.

All were so shocked they couldn’t utter a word.

Such audacious courage!

Even knowing the other party’s swordsmanship was a series of deceptive moves, who would dare to just stand there and take it?

Was he not gambling with his life?

Moreover, everyone from Ying Chong’s lineage had a strong desire to brutalize Huang Xiaolong, even if just one of Ying Qingquan’s nine strokes had slightly deviated, Huang Xiaolong would have ended up with a neat hole in his body!

Yet, Huang Xiaolong dared to play this way!

Ying Qingquan’s swordsmanship was indeed impressive, but Huang Xiaolong’s courage, psychological quality, judgment skills, were absolutely admirable!

“Bastard!” Ying Qingfeng cursed under his breath, even with his exceptional talent, he wouldn’t dare to do what Huang Xiaolong had done. He, at least, would have retaliated instead of just standing still in the face of the sword attack.

“Incredible! This is truly incredible!” The Family Head was extremely excited, trembling with emotion, “My son-in-law’s level of audacity, composure, patience, and his ability to cultivate his Qi, is simply perverse! Calm and unflinching, casual yet sophisticated. What a family blessing! I’ve never seen or even heard of such a young person like him! Qingquan’s swordsmanship is indeed brilliant, but it only requires some talent and training to achieve. But for my son-in-law’s mental strength, no amount of training can bring such natural talent!”

At this moment, Ying Qingquan’s face was burning red. He felt deeply enraged and humiliated, his eyes were fixed on Huang Xiaolong. If looks could kill, Huang Xiaolong would have been dismembered and executed.

His original intention was to frighten Huang Xiaolong, to steal the limelight, but instead Huang Xiaolong stood still and effortlessly stole his thunder, completely overshadowing him!

This made Ying Qingquan’s desire to kill Huang Xiaolong reach a peak. He had never before felt such a strong desire to kill one person, as if nursing a grudge of stolen wife and murdered father.

Kill!

However, Ying Qingquan had also realised that Huang Xiaolong was definitely a master.

So, he had to put forth all his effort to have any chance of killing Huang Xiaolong!

“Die!”

Suddenly, Qingquan’s right foot stomped on the ground and with a burst of violent energy exploded out, creating a depression in the ground and he leapt into the air like a large bird.

In mid-air, he performed an elegant somersault. His longsword pointed directly at Huang Xiaolong’s head and as his body fell, he made a powerful thrust at Huang Xiaolong!

This thrust had pushed Qingquan’s potential to the limit, his energy, swordplay, spirit, everything elevated to utmost!

Lunging downwards like a rainbow, just like a sea dragon breaking water surface!

When the tip of his sword was half a meter from Huang Xiaolong’s head, the sword qi and True Qi were whistling and Huang Xiaolong was covered entirely within an area of a few meters radius. Even if Huang Xiaolong wanted to escape, it was impossible!

Beneath Huang Xiaolong’s feet, a large patch of the ground was scraped away by the sword Qi, dust swirling in the air!

This move is almost like Ying Qingquan’s trump card! His strongest attack!

In that very moment, everyone from the Ying Xiao lineage had their hearts in their throats!

Time seemed to have frozen!