Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 809: Chapter 807: Thank You for Helping Me Break Through

The onlookers were all stunned, not expecting such a dramatic ending.

No one had expected Xu Wendong could actually defeat Yang Fan, a master at the Qi Refining Stage Level Nine.

Even though they saw it with their own eyes, it seemed unbelievable.

"Pfft!"

As Xu Wendong stepped on Yang Fan’s chest, he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was no other way. Yang Fan was already severely injured, not to mention the force Xu Wendong applied when he stepped down hard, so spitting blood was to be expected.

"Xu, do you think you’ve really won?" Yang Fan’s blood-covered face revealed an uncontrollable frenzy.

"Not good!"

For some reason.

When Xu Wendong saw Yang Fan’s deranged smile, he suddenly had a foreboding premonition.

Even though Yang Fan looked extremely wretched now, the ominous feeling was exceptionally vivid.

Before he could come to his senses.

His expression changed suddenly as if an invisible mountain had crashed down on his shoulders, nearly causing him to collapse to the ground.

At the same time, Yang Fan successfully escaped from under Xu Wendong’s foot, panting heavily, his eyes filled with intense madness.

But Xu Wendong’s expression grew increasingly grave.

He truly felt a powerful force enveloping his entire body, trembling even his internal organs at this moment.

"Gravity Technique?" Xia Hou exclaimed.

"What?"

The words "Gravity Technique" were like a bolt from the blue, making everyone’s skin crawl.

This was one of the most miraculous spells of the Elixir Sect, notoriously difficult to master. No one from the younger generation, nor even from the older generation, had ever succeeded, which speaks volumes about the difficulty of its cultivation.

But who could have thought that Yang Fan had actually mastered the Gravity Technique?

It was said that once the Gravity Technique was unleashed, it could trap enemies in a field of gravity, reducing them to lambs awaiting slaughter.

Just like Xu Wendong now.

He couldn’t move at all.

"This guy actually mastered the Gravity Technique, undoubtedly worthy of being the Elixir Sect’s Heavenly Pride!" an elder sighed.

Another elder said, "The Gravity Technique is considered a top-level spell throughout the Nine Provinces. Yang Fan, mastering it at such a young age, shows his extraordinary talent. Although the coverage area isn’t very large, I have a feeling that our Elixir Sect will definitely become an immortal sect renowned throughout the Nine Provinces!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Hou felt his heart race, as his lifelong dream was to make the Elixir Sect famous across the Nine Provinces, albeit with limited ability.

For every grand competition of Qingzhou’s Four Great Sects, the Elixir Sect always came last, with no qualification to participate in subsequent competitions.

Now, he finally saw hope.

Not to mention, with Yang Fan’s Gravity Technique, they’re sure to stand out in the upcoming competition, perhaps even representing Qingzhou in the grand assembly of the Nine Provinces’ Heavenly Pride.

Just thinking about it was exciting! noveldrama

"Xu Wendong, weren’t you arrogant just now? Try being arrogant again!" Yang Fan slammed a terrifying palm wind onto Xu Wendong’s chest, blasting him away.

"Young man, come, come, show me your arrogant look from before. I really liked that haughty expression of yours just now." Yang Fan appeared out of thin air in front of Xu Wendong, stomping on Xu Wendong’s chest, laughing unscrupulously.

He had completely reversed the previous disadvantage, turning defeat into victory, returning the former humiliation to Xu Wendong.

"If you have guts, kill me!" Xu Wendong grinned.

"I will grant you that wish." Yang Fan kicked Xu Wendong, sending him flying over ten meters.

The force in that kick was tremendous, making Xu Wendong spit blood and look wretched.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Yang Fan, Xia An’an shouted loudly, "Xu Wendong, admit defeat quickly, or else he’ll really kill you!"

Rules on the platform were strict, either one admits defeat, or one gets killed by the opponent.

Only then can the barrier be lifted.

Otherwise, no one can intervene between the two on the platform.

Xu Wendong struggled to stand up, a playful smile on his face: "I will never admit defeat to a sycophant. He’s not worthy!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Yang Fan’s face froze instantly, revealing a chilling killing intent in his eyes, though he did consider himself a sycophant.

But he absolutely wouldn’t allow Xu Wendong to publicly call him a sycophant, as it was a slap to his face, trampling on his dignity!

The crowd shook their heads in helpless dismay.

In their view, Xu Wendong admitting defeat would be a wise decision at this moment.

Though admitting defeat publicly might be slightly disgraceful.

Yet he was only at the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishment, three small realms lower than Yang Fan, so admitting honorable defeat wouldn’t be excessive in the least.

But he just had to provoke Yang Fan.

This move baffled many people.

"You’re provoking me, could it be you want a quick death?" Yang Fan smiled evilly, "If that’s the case, too bad, I won’t fulfill that for you. I want you to know what’s worse than death!"

As he finished speaking, he pinched the spell.

Buzz!

The earth erupted with a deafening roar.

Soon after, Xu Wendong lay on the ground spread-eagle.

He simply couldn’t withstand Yang Fan’s Gravity Technique, experiencing an endless mountain weighing on him, but his physical body was extraordinary, while others would have dissolved into blood mist long ago.

"Yang Fan, did you forget my father’s words just now? Today’s battle should have stopped at a point, why are you pressing on?" Xia An’an’s face was contorted.

Upon hearing this, Xia Hou shook his head helplessly.

Silly girl.

Your concern is misplaced!

Today’s fight between the two started because of you, if you kept silent, Yang Fan might spare Xu Wendong, now you’re siding with Xu Wendong, aggravating the situation.

Yang Fan showed a grim smile: "Little Junior Sister, you can’t blame me. If Junior Brother Xu admitted defeat, I’d naturally spare him!"

"But, he just refuses to concede, is that my fault?" As he spoke, he appeared like a specter in front of Xu Wendong, raised his right leg, and cruelly stomped down, hitting Xu Wendong’s chest.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood gushed out like a fountain from Xu Wendong’s mouth, an appalling sight.

However.

Xu Wendong showed not the slightest pain on his face; instead, he had a manic grin.

Mysterious, making one think he had gone mad.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Fan raged. He wanted to hear Xu Wendong’s screams, as they would be music to his ears.

But Xu Wendong did not show signs of pain, nor did he scream, which displeased him.

He felt his attacks seemed particularly weak.

Xu Wendong gasped heavily, also speaking excitedly: "I must thank Senior Brother Yang, because you successfully helped me break through my shackles!"

Just as he finished, a terrifying aura surged out from within him.

"Damn, he actually broke through during the battle?"