Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Old Master Ye shuddered all over, and his clouded eyes couldn't help but brighten up. Fang Yu's figure stood quietly in front of him, like a lighthouse in the darkness, giving him endless hope.

"Fang... Fang Yu?" Old Master Ye's heart surged with emotion.

Ye Wenjun's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Fang Yu—

What exactly gave him such strong confidence?

Was it the formidable strength he had just displayed?

...

Seeing the excited Great Grandfather, Ye Wenjun quickly steadied him.

The old master took a step forward and straightened his clothes. In his youth, he was a man of dignity; in his old age, he was a man of face. His head could be severed, blood could flow, but his bloodshed could not be lost!

His eyes fiercely determined, he said, "Good! Fang Yu, I indeed did not misjudge you! The Fang Family, with young people like you, will surely restore its glory one day!"

"You are willing to support the Ye Family in this crisis, and this old bone of mine is willing to uphold this vow for the Fang Family!"

...

Hearing this, Fang Yu was slightly startled, but his expression remained calm.

He turned his head and glanced lightly at Ye Wenjun, whose attention was all on the old master, and she showed no resistance to these words.

Fang Yu turned again, directly gazing at Nie Wu and Nie Ning—

"Old Master, go ahead, what else do you wish for?"

Nie Wu and Nie Ning's hearts sank to the bottom!

They never expected this suddenly appearing Fang Yu to be so powerful!

"How dare you!"

Nie Wu roared, "Hidden Dragon Guards! All come out!"

...

...

A night dark and windy, perfect for killing!

A cold wind blew.

With Nie Wu's roar, this quiet courtyard was broken by dozens of men in black!

"Hidden Dragon Guards? Nie Wu, you traitorous dog... Damn!" The old master was so furious he started coughing again.

Ye Wenjun kept patting his back, crying, "Great Grandfather, don't talk anymore... Please, don't talk... It's all my fault, I let Grandpa Zhong intervene less in Hidden Dragon, it's all my fault..."

In fact, she had long noticed that Nie Wu and Nie Ning harbored ulterior motives. Those Hidden Dragon Guards loyal to the Ye Family were being eliminated one after another, some even reassigned far away.

She knew all this... but what could she, a weak woman, do to change the situation?

The situation of the Ye Family also left her incredibly overwhelmed. Company matters, internal conflicts in Hidden Dragon, her father traveling far to Jiangzhou to enhance his skills. To balance the contradictions within the Ye Family, she had been enduring...

Since returning from abroad, she hadn't even had a proper sleep.

Unfortunately, Nie Wu and Nie Ning couldn't hold back anymore.

Today, the battle erupted!

...

Swish swish swish!

Swish swish swish!

Dozens of black-clothed Hidden Dragon Guards appeared, surrounding the courtyard, on the ground, rooftops... balconies...

They held short swords, and under the moonlight, emanated a chilling aura.

This was the core strength of the Ye Family—Hidden Dragon Guards!

This was also the biggest ace the Ye Family had to stand unyielded in Yanjing for many years!

However...

This ace was now turning their blades on their own people!

What an irony.

Old Master Ye knew very well how powerful the Hidden Dragon Guards were. Back in the day, the Hidden Dragon he devotedly cultivated was so formidable that even martial artists of the Sixth Layer in Yanjing dared not underestimate.

Now, they were about to betray!

Is the sky really going to change?

Is the sky really going to collapse?

...

"Hahaha..." Nie Wu burst into insane laughter, "You broke my hand, shattered my elder brother's jaw... Today, even if it means death, I will grind you into mincemeat! Otherwise, I can't quell the hatred in my heart."

The appearance of the Hidden Dragon Guards massively boosted his confidence!

But—

Fang Yu still had a calm expression, even showing a look of pity.

"Hidden Dragon Guards? Not bad, not bad..." Fang Yu casually glanced.

Old Master Ye quietly warned, "Fang Yu... don't underestimate the enemy, I can see you have the power of the Middle Stage of the Martial Arts Fifth Layer, but these Hidden Dragon Guards are not simple. Ever since the inception of the Hidden Dragon Group in my Ye Family, the minimum threshold to join has been the Third Layer of Martial Arts!"

"Oh."

Fang Yu's response was indifferent, leaving one unable to discern his thoughts.

Martial Arts Third Layer, huh?

He counted briefly, about thirty people.

Thirty experts of the Martial Arts Third Layer. If they were to detonate themselves at the same time... even someone at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer would need to think twice.

"Seems a bit interesting."

Watching Fang Yu's unrestrained demeanor, Nie Wu forcibly endured the pain in his arm and took a step back: "Get ready to make a move!"

Nie Ning, who was unable to speak, was filled with raging anger, his eyes bloodshot!

He waved his hand!

That meant, the Hidden Dragon Guards were about to take action.

Fang Yu turned around, and spoke indifferently, "Ye Wenjun…"

Ye Wenjun was startled, lifting her bright eyes to look at this man shrouded in mysteries.

"The wind is strong outside, the old man's sickness just healed, take him inside for a good rest."

"But…" Before Ye Wenjun could finish, Fang Yu spoke again—

"Go inside!"

His tone was undebatable, even brooking no resistance!

This… is a man! One who could conquer a man like Ye Wenjun, who inherently carries pride and cold detachment!

The old man knew very well why Fang Yu said so, whispered, "Wenjun, help me inside. Fang Yu wants to concentrate on dealing with the enemy…"

Ye Wenjun's expression was complex, having heard her great-grandfather's words, she eventually nodded and softly said, "Yes."

The world of martial artists is always too cruel.

In a moment of carelessness, one could die a wrongful death.

Constantly walking on the edge of a blade, Fang Yu, known as the Killing God on the battlefield, had already anticipated the eventual state of this courtyard even without making a move.

Ye Wenjun, she probably couldn't bear such a bloody scene.

"Remember, do not come out until all sounds have ceased."

Watching Fang Yu's departing back, Ye Wenjun suddenly realized how limited her abilities were… She murmured softly, supporting her great-grandfather into the room.

The door was tightly closed.

Fang Yu rolled up his sleeves.

He walked a few steps towards the middle of the courtyard.

"Nie Wu, Nie Ning... you are people of fists, therefore, I will use my fists to punish you."

"As for the Hidden Dragon Guards, you use knives? Or no, it looks more like short swords… then I will use a sword to punish you."

Fang Yu's voice was like the Death God passing judgment, unhurried, proclaiming their death sentence to all.

A cool breeze blew.

The Mandala petals on Fang Yu's chest fluttered with the wind.

As if sensing its master's call, the Mandala petals gently rose, drifting into his palm.

"What is that?" Nie Wu widened his eyes.

Nie Ning's expression turned even uglier... he began gesturing with his hands, making a chopping motion.

Clearly, they couldn't wait any longer! They had to act fast!

Nie Wu coldly said, "Fang Yu, today let you witness the prowess of the Hidden Dragon Guards!"

His voice deepened, then commanded:

"Everyone obey. Kill this man. No matter what means you use! As long as you can kill him, this protector will reward you handsomely!"

Swoosh!

The Hidden Dragon Guards moved.

Short swords reflected light. The white moonlight made everything eerily surreal.

Swoosh—

Suddenly, Fang Yu raised the Mandala flower in his hand.

The petals suddenly transformed, blooming magnificently! Turning elongated.

"Maybe... it's time to let the world know what I excel in!"

PS: Today's writing was slow, thus the late update, asking for votes!