Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 532: 532

Whoosh!

Gale Winds arose once more as Mengda Ge’er fiercely threw a punch at Xuan Long, and at the same time, his whip-leg kick targeted Yan Hu.

A strange light flickered in Xuan Long’s eyes, followed swiftly by the emergence of a killing intent!

Mengda Ge’er’s attacks were forceful and heavy; he was a formidable enemy. Since such a powerful foe was Jiang Chen’s enemy, Xuan Long and his companion decided instantly that they must eliminate the big man!

The two were Jiang Chen’s bodyguards. When they first arrived at Jiang Chen’s side, they were arrogant, but after being taught a lesson by Jiang Chen, the arrogance in their hearts had faded.

However, this didn’t mean they no longer wished to prove themselves. Being Martial Artists at the peak of the Heavenly Level, they naturally had their own pride. But their previous opponents were not worth mentioning – the strongest they had faced using their hands were only Profound Martial Artists!

This time, a powerful opponent at the peak of the Heavenly Level Grandmaster rank had appeared. The frustration in their hearts found an outlet in an instant, and they swore internally: today, they must take down this formidable enemy by their own efforts!

Swoosh, swoosh!

Xuan Long and his companion dashed out, one to the left and the other to the right. Both were aware that a head-on confrontation was definitely not an option against Mengda Ge’er, so they utilized their agility to seek victory!

Thump, thump, thump!

A series of muffled sounds arose. Xuan Long and his companion attacked rapidly and retreated just as quickly, absolutely avoiding any entanglement with Mengda Ge’er, who was responding to their varied attacks with unchanging tactics.

However, Xuan Long and Yan Hu were two people after all. Despite Mengda Ge’er’s defenses, he inevitably took several hits.

Although he was unharmed, Mengda Ge’er felt increasingly frustrated. Agility had always been his weakness, something Mengda Ge’er himself knew well. He had even focused on training his reaction speed at the Spa Training Camp. Yet even so, he still couldn’t fully track the movements of Xuan Long and his companion.

”Bastards! You’ve made me angry!”

After fighting for a while, Mengda Ge’er bellowed and his body suddenly charged towards the villa’s main gate at a high speed.

The faces of Xuan Long and his companion changed, and they involuntarily paused. This pause was exactly what Mengda Ge’er had been aiming for.

Mengda Ge’er was aware of his weakness and had thought of numerous moves to exploit it. The most effective method he had devised was to improve his own agility. But what to do when facing opponents with even greater agility? The answer was to slow down the reaction time of the opponents!

It has to be said that although Mengda Ge’er was a large man with a straightforward nature, he was indeed a fighting prodigy in battle.

While others focused all their efforts on attacking their adversaries, Mengda Ge’er thought differently. If he wasn’t attacking his enemies but rather the air, wouldn’t his enemies find it strange?

It was precisely because of their surprise that Xuan Long and his companion had destroyed the advantage they had built up in an instant.

Seizing the momentary pause of the two, Mengda Ge’er quickly turned and charged straight at Yan Hu. Given the choice between Xuan Long and Yan Hu, Mengda Ge’er would definitely choose Yan Hu as his opponent, because Yan Hu’s movements were not as agile as Xuan Long’s!

Yan Hu’s expression darkened. He knew that they had been tricked, but with Mengda Ge’er already upon him, there was no time to dodge. Yan Hu had no choice but to throw a punch, matching Mengda Ge’er’s power with a head-on blow.

Yan Hu had already decided that after taking this punch, he would immediately use the force to retreat and re-establish their advantage in agility.

However, a sudden change by Mengda Ge’er caught both Yan Hu and Xuan Long, who was waiting to re-engage in battle, off guard, forcing Xuan Long to step forward and clash head-on to rescue Yan Hu!

Smack!

Just as Mengda Ge’er’s fist was about to collide with Yan Hu’s, he suddenly opened his hand and grasped Yan Hu’s fist, sneering with a smile, ”A sudden surprise can stop an opponent, but what will stop them forever is catching them in your hand!”

Panic flashed across Yan Hu’s face; he struggled twice but failed to break free from Mengda Ge’er’s grip. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure stepping out of the courtyard gate and instantly hardened his heart!

The Young Master has come out, does he intend to save me? Since we came to Dingjing, although we’ve dealt with some nuisances for the Young Master, those were really just nuisances! Are we here just to handle nuisances, needing the Young Master to act whenever a skilled opponent appears? What use are we then!

Clenching his teeth, Yan Hu abruptly lunged forward and hugged Mengda Ge’er, shouting at Xuan Long who was coming to his rescue, ”Xuan Long, hit him! We are not trash!”

Xuan Long also noticed that Jiang Chen had come out of the courtyard and immediately understood Yan Hu’s feelings. He increased his speed again and rushed towards Mengda Ge’er even more swiftly. However, the intended rescue technique turned into a pure killing move!

Xuan Long knew in his heart that Yan Hu was now fighting desperately for their dignity.

And Yan Hu’s grip, using his most basic strength to pin down Mengda Ge’er, was something both of them had experienced Mengda Ge’er’s power. Such restraint by Yan Hu alone would definitely allow Mengda Ge’er to break free, and once he did, Yan Hu would end up with broken bones and torn muscles!

Therefore, with tears in his eyes, Xuan Long exerted all his strength in a ruthless kick at Mengda Ge’er’s temple. As long as Mengda Ge’er blocked it, he would provide Yan Hu the space to retreat.

But Mengda Ge’er did not act as Xuan Long had expected. Instead of blocking the kick, he grabbed Yan Hu’s shoulders with both hands and, while exerting force, bellowed, ”Get off me!”

In an instant, Yan Hu’s eyes bulged out, feeling an irresistible force about to tear him apart!

”Stop!”

With a loud shout, Jiang Chen’s figure vanished, reappearing beside Mengda Ge’er the next instant.

Bang!

Crack!

Reacting quickly, Jiang Chen blocked Xuan Long’s kick with one hand and struck Mengda Ge’er’s wrist with the other.

Thud thud thud!

Blocked by Jiang Chen, Xuan Long stumbled backward several steps from the recoil, his face a picture of astonishment as he looked at Jiang Chen, thinking to himself:

The Young Master has become even stronger!

Mengda Ge’er’s wrist, upon being struck by Jiang Chen, lost all its strength, but his other hand, which had been exerting full force, had already thrown the Yan Hu he was hugging out.

Thump!

Yan Hu landed heavily on the ground, quickly scrambled to his feet, and glanced at Jiang Chen with an expression of extreme guilt surging in his eyes, a sense of powerlessness overwhelming him.

Am I really just trash? I came to protect the Young Master, but now the Young Master has had to save me, I...

Xuan Long’s expression also dimmed, his face burning with shame, utterly mortified!

At that moment, Jiang Chen glanced at Mengda Ge’er, casually pulled out the Silver Needle from his wrist, and turned toward Xuan Long and the others.