Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

This kick, like a jack hammer, stabbed straight at Lu Youxun's heart. With a sound, Lu Youxun was sent flying, rolling on the ground like a dog that had lost its home, rolling for a good distance before coming to a halt.

Lu Youxun, lying prone on the ground, looked at Fang Yu with a face full of shock, his heart trembling tremendously. This kid... he doesn't seem to be at the Martial Arts Fifth Layer!

Having been struck by Fang Yu's successful hit, Lu Youxun inwardly regretted his carelessness and for underestimating his opponent.

Lu Youxun's mouth hung with streaks of blood, his whole body's clothing frayed due to scraping against the ground.

Who would have thought that the genius of the prestigious Lu Family from the three continents would be in such a sorry state?

"Lu Youxun, it seems you've gotten old!" A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yu's mouth.

"It's not over yet!" Lu Youxun's gaze was sharp as lightning as he slapped his palm against the ground, then flipped over in a carp-hopping motion and suddenly lunged forward.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Lu Youxun was holding nothing back. It was time to get serious.

A military saber suddenly appeared from his sleeve, glinting in the light, causing Fang Yu to frown.

Since you are heartless, then don't blame me for being disloyal!

Fang Yu's expression turned solemn, his whole body emanating a cold killing intent, he said, "Do you really want to die?"

Huh!

Fang Yu stepped forward, swinging his fists, engaging in fierce combat with Lu Youxun.

For a time, the two were embroiled in an indecipherable fight.

As time passed, Lu Youxun was increasingly shocked. Fang Yu, the once martial arts incompetent waste, had become terrifyingly formidable.

Thirteen years ago, he learned from the oldest great-grandfather of the Lu Family that there was something in Fang Yu that was brought back from a Secret Realm by an ancestor of the Lu Family, and to this day, its secret remained unsolved.

Over time, that thing was forgotten, known only by few, and after the demise of the great-grandfather and Lu Tianyuan paying it no mind, even fewer knew of it. However, Lu Youxun always remembered, hence he frequently sought troubles with Fang Yu, forcing him to submit, only to end up knowing nothing.

Now, Lu Youxun was certain, Fang Yu's rapid progression must be related to that item!

Time ticked by second by second.

Lu Youxun's strength was gradually diminishing.

Keep in mind, Lu Youxun was a man past fifty, while Fang Yu was nearing his prime, at his most robust age, becoming increasingly more vigorous as the battle went on.

Whether it was speed, strength, or explosive power, Fang Yu surpassed him.

If one had to describe Fang Yu with something, he would be a perfectly engineered killing machine!

Bang!

Fang Yu seized an opening, grabbed Lu Youxun's military saber with his right hand and pulled it back.

Lu Youxun's eyes widened with astonishment.

How is this possible!?

His hand isn't afraid of the saber? You should know, his saber contained his Martial Arts Fifth Layer Inner Strength!

Before he could react, Fang Yu didn't stop but continued to tear backwards.

Crack!

With a twist of his hand, Fang Yu snapped Lu Youxun's arm alive, producing a chilling sound.

Clang—a sound followed as the military saber hit the ground.

Then, Fang Yu again lifted his foot, delivering a precise series of Chain Kicks in succession.

Bang bang bang—

Three consecutive times, all hitting Lu Youxun's thighs.

With multiple serious injuries, Lu Youxun's complexion turned deathly pale, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

This series of attacks forced Lu Youxun to keep retreating, his figure trembling, almost collapsing to the ground. His face had completely lost the arrogance and dominance from before, contorting into a hideous and frightening grimace.

Barely standing, Lu Youxun, with blood on his face, endured the pain of his broken arm.

As a Martial Artist, he did not scream or wail. He was still a man.

Fang Yu looked calmly at Lu Youxun and said, "Do you still think you can kill me now?"

With his face slapped by Fang Yu in such a manner, Lu Youxun could only glare harshly at Fang Yu, unable to utter a word.

Fang Yu then said, "Do you know what real combat technique is?" He paused, then continued, "It's not the fancy but impractical moves used in competitions, it is—killing technique!"

Lu Youxun's entire body shook violently.

Even though he was a high-level Martial Artist at the Martial Arts Fifth Layer Realm, with his hands stained by the blood of many! But compared to Fang Yu, he fell far short.

Eight years ago, when Fang Yu was lurking in Jiangzhou, not only did he struggle to survive among corpses, but he also clandestinely clung to life amidst hail of bullets. He cut his path to life with blood and his very existence.

This was battle experience exchanged with his life.

How could a Lu Youxun compare to that?!

Lu Youxun forced himself to calm down, his gaze sharp as he said, "I, indeed, underestimated you."

"You didn't just underestimate me." Fang Yu paced back and forth, slowly speaking, "I know you've been investigating me behind my back. You also know that I killed Tian Lang... But what a pity, do you really think that I exerted my full strength to kill Tian Lang... You are wrong!"

"You—" Lu Youxun widened his eyes, overwhelmed with rage.

"Additionally, I'm aware that you've long coveted something on my person..." Fang Yu spoke in a measured tone, "Then let me tell you... you are correct in your thinking, it is indeed that object, which has assisted me in entering Martial Arts and elevating my Cultivation... It has a beautiful name: Mandala Flower!"

Hearing this, Lu Youxun's pupils constricted.

It indeed was that mysterious object!

His heart pounded uncontrollably, filled with regret that he didn't directly kill Fang Yu back then and retrieve that object from his corpse!

"Also, it is the most perfect weapon in the world today, codename—Death God."

"Up to this point, there hasn't been anyone in the world who could force me to use the Mandala Flower—"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Youxun trembled slightly.

Mandala Flower?

Death God?

His peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at the small accessory on Fang Yu's hand near his chest, and a bad premonition emerged.

"Was all this... intentional on your part?"

"You don't seem entirely foolish." Fang Yu's face was filled with a smiling expression, "So, you're not even on par with Tian Lang's organization; at least they managed to force out thirty percent of my strength..."

In an instant, Lu Youxun's face turned deathly pale.

In the end, he had been outwitted by Fang Yu.

Is this even a human?

A monster!

"Moreover, I have unfortunate news for you." Fang Yu's complexion suddenly turned dark and ominous, "Everyone who knows about the Mandala Flower must—die—without exception!"

Lu Youxun felt as though he had been struck in the heart, his body shaking once again, he said, "Do you really think you can leave here alive? Likewise, you must also die!"

Suddenly—

Fang Yu lifted his right foot and kicked viciously at the muscular man nearby who had lost the ability to walk.

Crack—

The sound of breaking bones followed by a muffled groan, the man was instantly deprived of breath, utterly powerless to resist.

The force of the toe kick indented the muscular man's chest, leaving a terrifying concavity.

Savage and brutal in his methods!

Even a young expert could only willingly yield to become a ghost under Fang Yu's feet.

For a moment, Lu Youxun stepped back in fear, his gaze finally betraying a hint of terror.

Jiang Shijie paled with fright, collapsed on the ground, blood flowing freely, soon painting a winding river of blood.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever felt fear.

Everything changed too fast.

At the same time, Lu Youxun also began to fear!

Lu Youxun, despite all his scheming, had not foreseen such an outcome.

His life, would end here!