Urban Super Medical Sage

Instantly.

Yoo He stepped onto the Martial Battle Platform.

The surrounding students who were watching all began to discuss among themselves:

"Su Chen really is crazy, choosing Yoo He from the Heavenly Fate Martial Arts Society, who ranks third, is just unbelievable?"

"Seeing his confidence, could it be that he possesses great strength? After all, he beat Zhao Lin at noon!"

"First, although Zhao Lin's strength is decent, he still can't compare to Yoo He. Secondly, how did Su Chen defeat Zhao Lin at noon? No one can say for sure! I suspect there's something fishy; maybe he used some disreputable tactic or method?"

"Regardless, one must admire Su Chen's courage!"

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Xiaao Wanyun's brows were deeply furrowed.

From the moment Su Chen stood on the Martial Battle Platform, she could feel that there was no formidable aura about him, just like an ordinary person.

Thus, she was sure Su Chen had no strength at all.

In such a situation, not only had Su Chen repeatedly made bold claims, but now he was also courting death by choosing Yoo He.

This even made her regret coming here with Lan Qing because she felt it was a waste of her time—an unworthy trip for someone who was just bragging and seeking his own death.

"I had some expectations for you before, hoping you would create a miracle, how ridiculous!" Xiaao Wanyun snorted, her mood becoming even worse.

She genuinely hoped to discover some strong or talented individuals, but alas… where could it be that easy?

"Wanyun, I'm sorry!" Lan Qing said, biting her lip slightly, already beginning to apologize.

"It's not your fault, but from now on, I hope you have nothing more to do with him!" Xiaao Wanyun coldly said, "A man can lack strength, but he should not lack brains!"

In the crowd, Shou Hou was really getting anxious, and his face even turned a bit pale.

He didn't understand why Su Chen had chosen to battle Yoo He first; it was too impulsive!!!

Yoo He, he knew, was extremely strong.

Shou Hou considered himself good at fighting, but because he had had a clash with Yoo He's younger brother Yoo Fei, they both ended up equally battered despite Shou Hou using brute force and grit.

Later, Yoo He had looked for him.

When he fought with Yoo He back then, the sense of despair was beyond description.

Yoo He was extremely strong!

"Hou Li, what's wrong? You look a bit pale! What, weren't you confident in your brother?" Yang Ya noticed Shou Hou's complexion and her smile deepened.

"You bitch! Can you shut your damn mouth?" Shou Hou couldn't hold back anymore and yelled angrily.

"What are you getting excited about? Wait till your brother is kneeling on the ground in pain, begging for mercy, then you'll be even more agitated!" Yang Ya's face changed at first, then she smiled again.

Shou Hou's veins popped out angrily, and he glared fiercely at Yang Ya, almost ready to strike; he couldn't believe how a person, or rather a woman, could be so vile.

"Hou Li, how about we bet how long your useless brother can last without kneeling before Yoo He?" Yang Ya didn't hold back at all and kept taunting.

"..." Shou Hou was silent, his eyes nearly turning red as he stared deathly at Yang Ya, his whole body tensed like a grenade ready to explode.

"I bet it will only take three seconds! Yeah! Three seconds!" Yang Ya raised her hand, extending three fingers.

"Hu-hu-hu-hu..." Shou Hou ultimately did not strike; he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

Then, Shou Hou turned his head, forcefully holding back, ignoring Yang Ya, focusing all his attention on Su Chen.

"Boss, you can do it!!!" Shou Hou silently roared in his heart: "Slap all those who look down on you!"

On the Martial Battle Platform.

Su Chen faced Yoo He, standing about four or five meters apart.

"Su Chen..." Yoo He glared fiercely at Su Chen, just about to say something, but at that moment, to everyone's surprise, Su Chen moved!

He just moved.

He had already begun to attack, so suddenly.

"Shua shua shua..."

The sound rippled softly, the wind rose, and Su Chen moved forward like a cheetah, agile and swift.

In an instant, he was face to face with Yoo He.

Yoo He was already within his striking range.

With a cold look in his eyes, Su Chen showed no mercy. He stepped forward with his left foot, bending his knee and pressing hard against the inside of Yoo He's knee.

Suddenly, a sharp and terrifying force transmitted into Yoo He's knee, and he could no longer control his leg...

"Bang..."

With a crisp sound, Yoo He's leg folded and he knelt directly onto the Martial Battle Platform.

Since he was half-kneeling on the ground, Yoo He, now bent over and half the height of Su Chen, was about to raise his head.

Just at that moment.

"Clang!!!"

Where would Su Chen even pause for a moment? He raised his elbow and slammed it down onto Yoo He's shoulder!

That elbow strike was solid and forceful. In an instant, Yoo He was smashed to the ground.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Yoo He spat out blood in large mouthfuls, his face pale and his eyes filled with horror and confusion.

Where could he have imagined that Su Chen would strike so suddenly? Where could he have imagined that Su Chen's fighting skills were so astonishing? Where could he have imagined that Su Chen's strength was so terrifying?

Lying on the Martial Battle Platform, Yoo He clearly felt that his legs and shoulders were both broken.

He couldn't even stand up to fight, he had lost!!!

Defeated miserably.

So much so that, from beginning to end, he never even had a chance to strike back.

How could this be? Yoo He lay there in utter despair, silently asking himself over and over again in his heart.

Meanwhile, Su Chen glanced down at Yoo He from above, then withdrew his gaze.

Throughout the event, he hadn't exchanged any idle banter with Yoo He.

He didn't like to spew threats.

At the start of a fight, spewing threats is a waste of time.

At the end of a fight, spewing threats is an even greater waste of time.

At the same moment, below the Martial Battle Platform, silence prevailed like at Midnight Mass Grave Hill, without even the sound of breathing.

All the students were wide-eyed, like statues, stupidly stunned in place!

Including the members of the Heavenly Fate Martial Arts Society, including Xiaao Wanyun, including Wu Hui.

From the moment Su Chen struck, to the moment Yoo He fell heavily injured to the ground, the whole process took less than three breaths!

Just three breaths!

Too fast!!! So fast it was dazzling.

Because of this, many students hadn't even realized what happened before Yoo He was already defeated.

Like a dream.

This outcome was more than unexpected; it was stunning.

After all, everyone had previously thought about how miserably Su Chen would end up; who would have thought that Yoo He would lose?

This was Yoo He! The vice president of the Heavenly Fate Martial Arts Society! He was not just any Tom, Dick, and Harry! And he… he… he actually lost?

"No! No!! Impossible!!!" A while later, below the Martial Battle Platform, Yoo Fei finally snapped back to reality, his face contorted as he bellowed loudly.

The sudden shock felt like a heavy hammer, almost shattering his heart into pieces.

That was his brother!

In Yoo Fei's heart, his brother Yoo He was the strongest, his idol, the target he strived towards…

But now, his brother had been instantly defeated by someone he had always looked down upon as trash.

This extreme reversal completely shattered him!