Medical and Martial God

Chapter 443: Chapter 443: The Last Card

”Are they the Fire-Water Judges?”

Upon seeing the Mysterious Ice Fiery Palm, An Dongye finally recognized the short, stout man and the tall, skinny one, exclaiming in shock.

”Exactly,” Jiao Fuping said, his face a mask of smug pride, utterly full of himself. ”The Fire-Water Judges were born on the same year, month, and day. They’ve eaten, lived, and slept together since they were children and are as inseparable as shadows, with coordination comparable to that of a single person. In nearly a thousand years, they are the only ones in the Medicine King Valley, or even among all our Totem Clans, to have mastered the Mysterious Ice Fiery Palm.

”Even when separated, they have few rivals at their level. Once they join forces, there are few in the entire world who could defeat them unscathed. Not even your master, not even the head of the Dongfang Family. Trying to kill them would be extremely difficult.”

As he spoke, he looked at An Dongye with a sinister smile. ”Though Ye Liangchen is strong, reputed as the number one War God, he has no chance of survival against the Fire-Water Judges. He is doomed!”

An Dongye’s expression turned exceedingly grim, and panic seized her. She had read about the Mysterious Ice Fiery Palm cultivation technique and the records of its past masters in the Dongfang Family’s classics; she knew exactly how terrifying this special skill was.

Moreover, the Medicine King Valley’s Fire-Water Judges were already famous throughout the Totem Clans. This gave her no confidence that Ye Xiu could survive an encounter with them.

”What will it take for you to spare his life?” An Dongye glared at Jiao Fuping, asking through clenched teeth.

”Kneel,” Jiao Fuping said coldly.

THUD!

To save her little brother, An Dongye knelt without hesitation.

Seeing this, Jiao Fuping grew even angrier. His own fiancée was kneeling to beg him, all to save his enemy. It was clear An Dongye’s feelings for Ye Liangchen ran deep.

Jiao Fuping roared, ”You whore! Bitch!”

”I was going to play with you two a bit longer,” Ye Xiu said, his voice cutting through the tension as he suddenly changed his tactics. ”But since Jiao Fuping is in such a hurry to die, I’ll send you on your way first!”

He shifted from passive evasion to active attack. His body flickered, disappearing from his spot and reappearing behind the stout man a moment later. He kicked the man’s backside, sending him flying like a shell. The stout man smashed through the glass of the private room where An Dongye and Jiao Fuping were, landing inside.

Then, Ye Xiu flickered again, appearing behind the tall man. He delivered a similar kick to his backside, and the man followed his partner’s fate, flying into the second-floor private room.

The Fire-Water Judges, whom Jiao Fuping had hyped up so much, were nothing but toys in Ye Xiu’s hands.

With a sudden crash of breaking glass, the stout man flew into the private room from outside. Next, the tall man flew in as well.

”This...”

An Dongye and Jiao Fuping stared, dumbfounded, at the blood-soaked Fire-Water Judges who had crashed into their private room, their heads now stuck in the ceiling. The two were utterly stunned.

”How could this be?” Jiao Fuping’s face was a picture of disbelief. He knew exactly how strong the Fire-Water Judges were. He and An Dongye had only looked away from the fight for a moment. How could the duo have been beaten so badly by Ye Xiu and thrown into the second-floor private room from outside?

How did my little brother manage this? An Dongye’s pretty face was etched with shock, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion. In her eyes, although her little brother was strong, he was still just a War God. How had he managed to beat the Fire-Water Judges into such a sorry state in the time it took to exchange a few words?

Just then, Ye Xiu vaulted into the private room from outside.

”You... this is impossible! You... you can’t be a match for the Fire-Water Judges! How... how did you do it?” Jiao Fuping was so terrified by Ye Xiu’s gaze that his courage failed him. He stumbled backward, asking in shock.

An Dongye was equally curious.

At that moment, the Fire-Water Judges dropped from the ceiling, their heads covered in blood.

”Ye Liangchen is just fast. We were careless and he got the drop on us,” the short, stout man said coldly.

”We underestimated him before and didn’t use our full strength, which is why his sneak attack worked. This time, we’ll go all out,” the tall, skinny man declared, his face grim.

Even now, neither of them realized the true gap in power between themselves and Ye Xiu.

With that, they charged toward Ye Xiu at full speed. This time, they were serious.

An Dongye and Jiao Fuping’s expressions showed that they understood. Deep down, neither of them truly believed Ye Xiu could defeat the Fire-Water Judges. Seeing them attack Ye Xiu again, An Dongye’s anxiety returned.

”The most pitiful thing in this world is not knowing one’s own limitations,” Ye Xiu said, his face devoid of expression. He suddenly shot his hands out, meeting the palms of the Fire-Water Judges head-on.

BOOM!

The palms of the Fire-Water Judges, along with their entire arms, were instantly obliterated by Ye Xiu’s strike. The two men flew backward like kites with broken strings and smashed into the wall.

As they vomited mouthfuls of blood, the short, stout man exclaimed in horror, ”Impossible! This is impossible! How can you be so strong?”

”He used brute force to shatter our Mysterious Ice Fiery Palm and destroy our arms... H-how can such a powerful person exist in this world...?” The tall, skinny man’s psyche was dealt a crushing blow; his composure crumbled.

An Dongye and Jiao Fuping were simply dumbstruck. They knew how powerful the Fire-Water Judges were, yet Ye Xiu had disabled them in a single, direct clash. How could such a terrifying person exist in this world?

”Jiao Fuping.” Ye Xiu ignored the broken judges and fixed his cold gaze on him. ”I’ll give you a chance. Kill yourself. If I have to do it myself, your death will be gruesome.”

”Kill myself?” Jiao Fuping recovered from the panic brought on by Ye Xiu’s terrifying strength. He retreated to the unconscious Song Yushu’s side, sat down, and pulled out a dagger, pressing it to the major artery in Song Yushu’s neck. His expression turned ferocious as he snarled, ”I have Song Yushu. I haven’t lost yet, Ye Liangchen! If you kneel and beg me now and cripple your own Martial Prowess, I’ll let Song Yushu leave here alive. Otherwise, even if you kill me, he won’t make it out alive.”

As he spoke, he released the pressure point that kept Song Yushu asleep, hoping to wake him and buy some time.

After all, the room was poisoned. I just need to stall for a little while. Once Ye Liangchen succumbs to the poison, victory will be mine.