Supreme Divine Physician in the City-Chapter 627: Human Punching Bag

"Some interest, but still not qualified!"

Ye Xuan cast a brief glance, spoke indifferently, with a corner of his mouth curling into an arc, showing his disdain.

From that punch alone, Ye Xuan immediately judged Turas’s strength to be above average A-level experts, probably at the peak stage, having developed a hint of Qi Sense! He could fight several A-level experts at once without being at a disadvantage.

But that was it, that level of strength might be considered top-notch for others, but compared to him, it was still as weak as a rookie.

However, Ye Xuan did not want to end the match so easily. Since this Turas was so confident, he would play along for a while.

Therefore, Ye Xuan did not counterattack hard on hard, but instead moved his body to the left, effortlessly dodging Turas’s punch.

Turas’s fist brushed past him, hitting nothing but air.

"Kid, you’re quite good at dodging? Take another punch from me!"

Turas shouted angrily, his first strike missing, he immediately launched a second round of attack. His left fist, ready to burst forth, struck directly at Ye Xuan’s chest.

With merely a faint flicker, this time Ye Xuan did not dodge; Turas’s fist squarely hit his chest!

However, the punch hit or missed made little difference; Ye Xuan’s body barely shook, effortlessly diffusing all the force, then stood firm and unshakable.

As if the other’s fist had just tickled him, it didn’t bring any real harm, the corner of his mouth expressed a teasing amusement.

What?

How is this possible!

This scene left Turas with widened eyes, almost biting his own tongue. He knew very well how powerful his punch was!

It would shatter a steel plate, and fighters like Big Bear and Wu Qiang could be directly knocked out by his fist, so how could it be like it didn’t hit Ye Xuan at all?

This was something he had never encountered before, utterly inconceivable.

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s mouth corner curved up slightly, and despite being hit by Turas’s punch, he did not fight back.

Instead, he stood in place, his gaze calmly watching the other, his eyes filled with mockery.

As if through his actions, he was telling him that his punch was too childish; could he put in more effort? Don’t act like you haven’t eaten!

In the face of Ye Xuan’s silent contempt, Turas’s expression turned extremely gloomy, but he was a tough guy, not about to show Ye Xuan any courtesy.

Hmph!

With a low grunt, he raised his knee and aimed a powerful blow directly at Ye Xuan’s abdomen, fiercer than the punch before!

Bang.

With no suspense at all, Ye Xuan still did not dodge this time; Turas’s knee strike hit Ye Xuan’s abdomen unimpeded.

A hint of fierceness crossed Turas’s face, confident in his own strike that even if Ye Xuan had a body made of iron, it would be smashed into two halves by his knee!

This time the other party would not get away without breaking several ribs.

But the next moment, the scene before his eyes once again shocked him!

Ye Xuan was standing there, intact, without even flinching or making a sound, as if he was not the one being attacked.

And most infuriatingly, there was a faint smile on his lips, which in Turas’s eyes was exceptionally irritating!

This was outright contempt for him!

Anger boiled within Turas’s heart; this was absolutely preposterous.

Enraged, he quickly withdrew his right knee, then bounced up and switched to his left leg for another attack, with a knee strike full of power, hitting Ye Xuan’s abdomen once more.

But what made him want to vomit blood was that Ye Xuan hadn’t moved an inch, showing that his strike still hadn’t shaken Ye Xuan.

"Fuck!"

Turas couldn’t believe it and cursed, continuously using several knee strikes, but still wasn’t able to make Ye Xuan budge!

Ye Xuan was like a towering mountain; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move the mountain before his eyes.

To fight a mountain with human strength, even if you had a hundred years, you’d never be able to move it! Ye Xuan was literally immune to any physical attack.

"Damn it! How is this even possible? I refuse to believe you have no reaction!"

Turas swore loudly, both hands and feet moving together, launching a fierce onslaught at Ye Xuan, aiming punch after kick non-stop at Ye Xuan’s torso with fierce moves.

At this moment, this no longer resembled a ring fight; it was as though he was hitting a human punching bag! The scene became ridiculous and comical!

Bang Bang Bang Bang...

Turas kicked and punched, not going for Ye Xuan’s face or vulnerable parts like the groin, but instead challenged the sturdiest parts of his body, hoping to break through Ye Xuan’s strongest defense and knock him down fair and square.

At this moment, Turas had completely fallen into a crazy frenzy, no longer considering anything else or caring about the outcome of the match.

His only thought was to knock down Ye Xuan, to prove his own strength!

But wishing was beautiful, reality was cruel!

No matter how Turas attacked, no matter how hard he punched, he just couldn’t budge Ye Xuan. The more he fought, the more stifled he felt, like he was fighting against an impenetrable wall! His own hands and feet were going numb from pain, but the opponent hadn’t moved back half a step.

Inside, Turas felt a profound sense of helplessness. He simply couldn’t understand how, being made of flesh and blood like himself, Ye Xuan was completely immune to his attacks.

Could it be that he was Superman with a steel body? Or maybe a Super Saiyan in transformation? Even when he fought against Leng Xiao before, he had never found it this difficult!

"Heh heh, is this the extent of your strength? It’s hardly on par with a three-year-old child."

Ye Xuan smiled playfully, a slight sneer on his lips, looking at Turas as if he were watching a comical clown.

Turas’s face turned a mix of green and red, clenching his teeth tightly, yet unable to make a sound or fight back!

He could do nothing as the other just stood there letting him hit; he couldn’t even push the opponent back half a step, so what face did he have to make excuses for himself?

The strength he had once been proud of was shattered by Ye Xuan, leaving him without any confidence to boast.

"If you don’t have the strength, then don’t come out and talk big! It seems this is all you’re capable of, so the match can end now."

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently uttering these words.

And as his voice fell, he suddenly vanished from the spot in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was right in front of Turas, delivering a simple and unremarkable punch directly to his chest.

Pfft!

Turas spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and staggered back, and Ye Xuan immediately followed up.

Bang Bang Bang Bang! Ye Xuan kept throwing punches, unleashing a series of powerful attacks, all landing on his opponent.

"Ah ah... uh... ow... spare me..."

Under the rapid assault from Ye Xuan, Turas was completely overpowered, turning into a human punching bag, continuously taking brutal hits from Ye Xuan.

No matter how sturdy his body was, he couldn’t withstand Ye Xuan’s forceful blows.

Soon, his face was swollen and bruised, he whimpered painfully, and eventually, he simply began begging for mercy!

But, since he had driven the referee off the platform, there was no one to stop the match at the moment.

It must be said, he brought this upon himself.

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