Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

That monkey, with a sharp face and monkey cheeks, walked with swaying shoulders, bouncing up and down, indeed resembling a monkey.

Monkey's gaze rested on the lion Liu Zhong and taunted: "Who's more powerful, the lion or the monkey?"

Liu Zhong snorted coldly through his nostrils and said, "Nonsense!"

Raising his eyebrows, Liu Zhong charged forward.

The monkey, agile in form, faced Liu Zhong's bulky frame like a heavy vehicle and moved swiftly without a word.

Bang bang bang!

Fists like clay pots, strong and mighty like boulders, creating gusts of fist wind, and an overwhelming aura!

"So awesome!" Jiang Xiaoxiao jumped up excitedly and couldn't help but applaud.

After all, it was a great show. No one paid attention to such a little girl, eyes glued to the fight in the arena.

Boom!

With a punch thrown, the monkey leapt aside. The lion's fist smashed into the table, forcing the guests there to scatter backward as the table instantly crumbled!

"So damn barbaric!" someone joyously exclaimed.

Swish!

After dodging, the monkey didn't dare to face him head-on, and could only look for an opportunity to act.

Finally found a gap, throwing a punch up close.

Puff!

The lion twisted his body, turned around, and took that punch on his solid chest, as if it were merely tickling.

"Are you a woman? You dare to fight a duel to the death with this?"

Huff!

The lion raised his fist and swept it across, his body much larger in size, with overwhelming power, smashing towards the frail monkey.

Amidst the crowd's gasps of shock, the monkey, realizing the situation was bad, continued to retreat.

Liu Zhong, like he had anticipated this move, sneered softly and moved his feet, retracting his fist and following the monkey's rhythm.

You back away, I advance!

You go left, I go right!

Snap!

A heavy slap grabbed the monkey.

"Ah—"

Liu Zhong, as if lifting a little chicken, hoisted the monkey up.

In the arena.

Yan Hu, his brother, was infuriated to the point of itching teeth; he didn't want to witness such a brutal scene.

Fang Yu frowned, his gaze flitting to Ji Qiubai beside him, who looked indifferent and cold, uninvolved.

With iron-like arms, he lifted the monkey and, amid a cry of shock, slammed him down from above.

At the same time, he raised his knee!

Crack—

Centered at the waist, the whole spine broke!

The previously arrogant monkey immediately died, eyes rolled back, unable to close in death!

So ruthless!

Killed with one move!

At the same time, Liu Zhong scanned the whole venue and said in a deep voice: "Those who offend me, die!"

Little girl Jiang Xiaoxiao was frightened silly.

Especially upon seeing those eyes, she immediately sat down and, with fists clenched, covered her eyes.

"Brother-in-law, I'm scared—"

The emotionally and physically impacted Jiang Xiaoxiao was eventually subdued by the reality of life's frailty, her excitement quelled.

Sitting next to Fang Yu, she nestled like a little bird by his side.

But Fang Yu did not comfort Jiang Xiaoxiao, instead, his eyes sharply fixated on Ji Qiubai.

Ji Qiubai oh Ji Qiubai.

Are you so heartless?

Are you really just going to watch your own brother die?

"Hahahaha, thank you for your indulgence!" Liu Zhong kicked the corpse away, showing no sympathy, and even quite satisfyingly said.

Ji Qiubai, expressionless, remained silent.

Sun Guoting slowly stood up, his face carrying a slight smile, and said, "Mr. Ji, I am sorry that my adopted son acts without measure. But alas, this is a duel to the death, I hope you won't blame me!"

"Since it's a duel, dead men shouldn't matter!" Ji Qiubai waved his hand, and two men appeared behind him, "Take the monkey's body away, enshrine it with the highest honors."

His gaze shifted to the dead-eyed monkey and said loudly: "My brother, go forth. Your death was not meaningless. A blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

Onlookers were terrified.

This is a duel!

The terrifying duel known throughout the martial world, fight to the death! No regrets or grievances!

Can we truly live without regrets?

Ji Qiubai's profound gaze returned to Sun Guoting. His gaze shifted, now focusing on Yan Hu, the most valiant man under his command, Brother Hu!

Yan Hu clenched his fists, ready to strike!

At that moment, a voice came—

"Does he even qualify to fight a duel to the death? Utterly ignorant!"

As everyone pondered whom Ji Qiubai would send into the second battle, a slim figure clad in a trench coat slowly emerged from the shadows, drawing everyone's focus.

The light shone on the man's gaunt face!

Sun Ling?!

How could it be him?!

Sun Ling isn't dead?!

Murmurs rippled through the crowd.

People recognized him. A black trench coat, gaunt face, a terrifying scar running from his left eye down his cheek, fierce eyes, his hands tucked behind in his pockets. That familiar face instantly triggered everyone's nerves!

It was Sun Ling!

The foremost among Sun Guoting's four sworn sons, the most notorious, the most ruthless, and the Hell Messenger known as the Mad Demon!

At the sight of Sun Ling alive before him, a spark of excitement flashed across Sun Guoting's composed face.

This was his eldest son!

One of his staunchest supports!

Over the past decade, Sun Ling had cleared countless obstacles for him, hands stained with innumerable lives. However, two years ago, he vanished into the East Sea in an unprecedented fight with Ji Qiubai's Dragon Tiger Association!

Unbelievably, he was back!

Just as surprising as Ji Qiubai's sudden appearance, so too was Sun Ling's return.

Even the always composed Ji Qiubai betrayed a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"You didn't die?"

Sun Ling's eyes, beast-like, fixed on Ji Qiubai, his lips twitching as he coldly retorted, "How could I die when you're still alive?"

The entire hall's attention was fixed on these two men.

Even the top brass of Jiangzhou couldn't help but fear this legendary beast.

In Jiangzhou, who didn't know of Sun Ling's methods? Known as Mad Demon, he killed like a madman, his methods demonic!

Compared to Sun Ling, the other three sworn sons of Sun Guoting could fight, true, but lacked his cold-blooded nature.

Back then, just one Sun Ling was enough to solidify Sun Guoting's dominance in Jiangzhou!

Everyone knew, the main showdown was about to start!

This was an unfinished duel to the death!

Besides Yan Hu, who else under Ji Qiubai could stand a chance against him?!

This was sheer madness!

Not only was stake the rich turf of Jiangbei New District, but also a duel to the death between two brothers!

What an irony!

Sun Ling shrugged off his black trench coat and tossed it carelessly to the ground, stating indifferently, "Ji Qiubai, today it's either you die or I perish!"

Facing Ji Qiubai, Sun Ling turned and walked towards his foster father, Sun Guoting, dropping to his knees with a thump, he bowed, "Father, I'm back!"

"It's good you're back, good you're back!" Sun Guoting's voice trembled slightly, his eyes reddening as he quickly rose and helped Sun Ling up.

Sun Guoting gently patted Sun Ling's shoulder, a bitter smile on his face, "These years have been tough, haven't they?"

Sun Ling shook his head, "Thank you for your concern, foster father, but those hardships were nothing."

"Your return fills me with joy!" Sun Guoting embraced Sun Ling tightly.

From behind, in a corner, Sun Junzhong couldn't contain his excitement and stepped forward.

Sun Junzhong had the best relationship with Sun Ling. Although not blood-related, their bond was closer than that of real brothers... He stepped forward and playfully punched Sun Ling's shoulder, "Big brother!"

Sun Ling looked at Sun Junzhong with a hearty smile, "Fifth brother, it's been years, you've grown stronger."

"Still far from you, brother."

Sun Ling nodded with a smile, "Once I handle Ji Qiubai, let's you and I have a good drink!"

"Sure!"

…

In a corner, Jiang Xiaoxiao held a juice, her eyes wide like a kitten's, covertly watching everything unfold.

"Brother Hu, who is this man? He seems really impressive."

"The number one warrior under Sun Guoting, Sun Ling, known as Mad Demon!" Yan Hu's eyes blazed with fervor, "Finally, I get to fight him."

"Brother Hu, isn't it bad to bully someone so thin?" Jiang Xiaoxiao pouted.

"Xiaoxiao, you can't judge a book by its cover… Take Brother Yu, for instance, he doesn't look like much, but he's formidable; he seems carefree, right? But he's actually deep, capable of great strategies," Yan Hu explained.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully, "That does seem true."

Fang Yu with a stern face remarked, "Hu, that almost sounds like you're insulting me."

"Brother Yu... Misunderstanding… How dare I," Yan Hu hastily pleaded.

"Brother-in-law, can you not be so petty, please? Brother Hu is straightforward, he doesn't beat around the bush when he speaks."

"Just you could." Fang Yu playfully pressed down her little head.