Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 270 Arena Competition [Part 2]

It had finally begun!

Everyone shifted their attention away from Xia Liu to focus on the stage.

The members of Heaven Slaying, particularly eager to watch, were the Spearhead’s captain Pan Jiang and the Mysterious Rank Warriors participating this time.

This provided an opportunity for the many Yellow-Rank Martial Artists to gain insight.

"The first match, Spearhead Jiang Wenqiang versus Heaven Slaying Mo Xiaofeng."

"Haha! The first one is me!" Jiang Wenqiang burst into laughter upon hearing the referee’s announcement.

"Wenqiang, give it your all, show off your skills, let a certain person see the elegance of a martial artist!" Niu Zhenjie glanced at Xia Liu and said oddly.

"Of course, I’ll make a certain person realize how ignorant they are."

Jiang Wenqiang also looked towards Xia Liu, for apart from Pan Jiang, Spearhead largely ostracized and looked down upon this ’ultimate weapon.’

Facing the disdainful looks from the members of Spearhead, Xia Liu was indifferent, his emotions showed no fluctuation.

"Wenqiang, don’t mind the nonsense; winning this first match is the key!" Pan Jiang glanced at Xia Liu and was very satisfied with his attitude.

"Rest assured, captain, I’ll definitely win this first round!"

After firmly promising, Jiang Wenqiang immediately leaped onto the stage.

Mo Xiaofeng from Spearhead also came up, both of them were of similar height, and their cultivation was the same, both being Yellow-Rank High-Level Warriors.

"Please enlighten me!"

After greeting each other with a fist and palm salute, they both adopted fighting stances.

"Kongtong Sect’s boxing style."

"Brother Xia Liu, can you see it?"

Hearing Xia Liu analyze Jiang Wenqiang’s boxing style, Pan Jiang was very surprised.

"I’ve had the fortune of drinking with a disciple from the Kongtong Sect." While Xia Liu spoke, his mind not only recalled that memory, he also wondered how his friend, who mastered the art from a hundred sects, was doing now.

"Uh, can you discern Heaven Slaying’s boxing style?"

"Taiji Palm, disciples of the Taiji Sect should be able to learn it."

"Indeed, you are not as simple as you appear on the surface." Pan Jiang frowned, if he had been doubtful before, now he was certain.

Xia Liu was definitely no ordinary person!

As for the match between the two men, Xia Liu had no interest in watching.

He shifted his gaze to the tower.

By chance, he locked eyes with Ouyang Xiong.

"Heh, you better not make things difficult for me, otherwise Heaven Slaying might end up being emptied..."

Gazing slightly at the anger in Ouyang Xiong’s eyes, Xia Liu couldn’t help but mockingly smile.

"That is..."

Suddenly Xia Liu shifted his gaze to Tianjue, slightly surprised.

"Just like Lingtian said, Tianjue, the Sect Leader of the Taiji Sect, Earth-Rank Cultivation!"

After sensing it for a while, Xia Liu shook his head with a smile.

"Hmm!" Tianjue had been watching Xia Liu, and seeing him shake his head, he suddenly felt indignant.

He was only in his twenties, how could he be so arrogant, even if he was a martial artist with hidden cultivation?

Facing an Earth-Rank Warrior, he shouldn’t act like this!

Boom!

The sound from the stage reverberated around, and everyone held their breath and watched intently.

"Mo Xiaofeng’s palm technique is clear, his transitions orderly, Spearhead is likely to lose."

"Xia Liu! What do you know! Wenqiang hasn’t exerted his full strength yet, and you dare say he will lose!" Niu Zhenjie, who had been paying attention to Xia Liu, roared.

"Zhenjie, calm down, Xia Liu is telling the truth, Wenqiang’s lower stance has already begun to falter, he might not last much longer."

"Ah! Even the captain says so."

"Could Brother Qiang really be defeated?"

"This..."

Niu Zhenjie, who initially wanted to teach Xia Liu a lesson, didn’t know what to say anymore.

Read exclusive adventures at novelbuddy

Pan Jiang, being a Mysterious Rank Warrior, said that Jiang Wenqiang was destined to lose, which meant there was almost no chance of winning.

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on freeweɓnøvel.com.

Bang!

Not long after Pan Jiang’s words, a figure flew backward from the stage towards Xia Liu.

Niu Zhenjie immediately went to catch him—it was Jiang Wenqiang!

"The first bout, Heaven Slaying Mo Xiaofeng wins!" the referee announced, raising Mo Xiaofeng’s hand.

"Haha! Xiaofeng, that’s not right; you should have let the Spearhead comrade have a chance."

"Exactly, otherwise Spearhead is going to be completely defeated."

The members of Heaven Slaying all began to mock with faint smiles.

They had all heard the grand ambitions Jiang Wenqiang had declared before he went on stage.

Such arrogant and conceited people need to be put in their place; damn, they really think they can defy the heavens.

"I lost..." Jiang Wenqiang felt a burning pain in his chest and couldn’t help feeling disheartened.

"Losing is not scary. What’s scary is being afraid to face it. You held on till now, which is already quite impressive."

Seeing Jiang Wenqiang’s low spirits, Pan Jiang immediately comforted him.

He couldn’t remember how many times he had said this, but if it could help a disheartened martial artist regain confidence and strive hard, he was willing to say it until he was blue in the face.

"Yes, even in defeat there is honor, unlike some people who just make gestures, probably can’t even stand for a second up there."

"Right! Even though I was the first to be defeated, I’m definitely better than someone else! Haha..."

Hearing Niu Zhenjie’s comforting words, Jiang Wenqiang’s mood greatly improved.

He believed that as the ultimate weapon of Spearhead, Xia Liu, would surely fail more miserably than himself.

Pan Jiang was already powerless; he didn’t want to explain anymore. If Niu Zhenjie didn’t lose a bout, he would surely continue to be so arrogant.

Xia Liu glanced at the two, wore a smile, and did not say another word.

"The second bout! Heaven Slaying Lin Mu versus Spearhead Niu Zhenjie!"

"Hahaha! It’s Brother Niu’s turn!"

"Brother Niu will definitely win!"

"Isn’t that obvious? If Brother Niu loses, then we definitely won’t be able to win!"

Like before Jiang Wenqiang’s match, the other members of Spearhead started their adulation.

However, the spectators had already lost interest in Spearhead; they could predict the scene of Lin Mu knocking Niu Zhenjie out of the arena.

And sure enough, ten minutes later, just as everyone predicted, Niu Zhenjie was slapped out of the arena by Lin Mu.

"Ah! I still want to fight!" Niu Zhenjie screamed, unwilling to accept defeat.

"Hehe... a sore loser."

"Ah, how come there are even such people, who can’t admit defeat after losing."

The members of Heaven Slaying no longer wanted to strike at Spearhead; it was no use hitting at the weak, it had become a joke to them.

"Zhenjie, stop making a fool of yourself. Even if you fought a hundred times, you still couldn’t win. Cultivation is a problem, and so is your attitude," Pan Jiang said sternly.

"I know I was wrong, but I lasted ten minutes; definitely better than someone else!" The defeated Niu Zhenjie shifted his gaze to Xia Liu.

"Ah, clearly Heaven Slaying is going to steamroll us," Xia Liu lamented, watching the outcomes of the two matches.

"Yes, Heaven Slaying is relentless; maybe we could win one or two bouts, but it wouldn’t change the outcome," Pan Jiang also felt helplessness. He was confident in winning, but overall, still losing.

"You kid are the ultimate weapon, right? Go and change the outcome!"

"Exactly! Really don’t know what you’re here for!"

"Hurry up and go beat all the members of Heaven Slaying..."

Before Niu Zhenjie and Jiang Wenqiang could finish their mocking, Xia Liu moved; he leisurely walked through the crowd and climbed the steps one by one.