Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 2197 - 2464: Kneel and Apologize!
As soon as Zhao Tianqiu appeared, the entire Gladiator Arena fell silent.
The originally tense atmosphere also eased up.
Why did it ease up? π§ππππΈπ¦π£πππ·ππ.π€π°π
Because Zhao Tianqiuβs presence guarantees immediate suppression!
Whatβs there to be nervous about!
Zhao Miejie noticed that shadow, and a smile curved at the corner of his mouth, his father had arrived, these two were doomed!
No matter how strong this kid is!
Is he stronger than my father!
Ren Feifan naturally sensed that formidable aura and swept his Spiritual Sense over the opponent.
For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity.
But he couldnβt recall where he had seen it before.
Seeing Ren Feifan lose his focus, Zhao Miejie didnβt hesitate and thrust his sword towards Ren Feifanβs throat.
With his father behind him, he felt no fear!
If he could show his strength in front of his father, perhaps when his father noticed his efforts, heβd be so pleased heβd become the real ruler of the Zhao Family!
Then at Pilgrimage Mountain, besides the people of Saint Mountain, heβd fear nothing!
Thinking about this, Zhao Miejie didnβt hesitate to draw out a drop of vital blood, slapping it onto his forehead, then mobilizing the whole arenaβs restrictive power!
This was originally his trump card, but now, heβs going to crush this kid!
He wanted to show his terrifying strength to his father!
Countless restrictive energies surged toward his body!
His momentum kept rising, already exceeding Ren Feifan by a full two realms!
Watching Zhao Miejie pressing closer, a heavy expression flashed in Ren Feifanβs eyes, and he urgently called upon the Spiritual Fire of the universe, roaring, "Get lost!"
With a single move, he fiercely defended against Zhao Miejie.
"Overestimating oneself!" Seeing Ren Feifan still daring to resist, a glint of coldness flashed in Zhao Miejieβs eyes, revealing a trace of disdain: "A mere spark dares to compete with the sun and moon, courting death!"
Boom...
With a roar, Ren Feifanβs attack was shattered completely!
Zhao Miejieβs dominant True Qi exploded with a powerful wave, forcing Ren Feifan to retreat.
Ren Feifan had an odd expression, who would have thought, with his monstrous strength combined with Body Refinement, he would still be at a disadvantage.
"Pfft..."
A tremendous force rushed inside, and Ren Feifan immediately felt a violent shock throughout his organs, his blood boiling, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale!
"Hmm... Blocked a move? Hmph, not bad!"
In the distance, seeing that Ren Feifan wasnβt killed instantly, Zhao Miejie showed a hint of curiosity and surprise, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "Trash is trash, not dead with one move, two moves are certain death!"
"Die!"
With cold glinting eyes, Zhao Miejie lunged at Ren Feifan.
He was determined to take Ren Feifanβs life.
Given his talent, he was considered first-rate at Pilgrimage Mountain, and with the strong restrictive power of the arena, his strength was bound to skyrocket, who had the right to stand in his way!
Even though this kid in front was strong, before his trump card, he was just trash!
This sword, Zhao Miejie exerted his full power, displaying his abilities to the extreme. With one move not killing Ren Feifan, it was clear, he was also furious.
At this moment, the move he executed exploded with ultimate power.
The aura radiating from the Destiny Divine Weapon in his hand condensed into shadowy figures, accompanying his Longsword, intimidating all directions, leveling everything, charging directly at Ren Feifan.
In an instant, feeling the power of this sword, astonishment appeared in the eyes of everyone present.
Ren Feifan also focused his eyes, originally not planning to use the Soul-Devouring Golden Needle.
Now it seemed, there was no other choice.
Anyway, at Pilgrimage Mountain, the cooldown time of the Soul-Devouring Golden Needle was very short, once used, itβs used!
Whatβs there to fear!
At this critical moment, no one noticed Zhao Tianqiuβs expression constantly changing!
Originally, Zhao Tianqiu, seeing his son fighting, just watched from the side.
But when he realized who his son was fighting, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Then he stared intensively at Ren Feifan!
His breathing was exceptionally rapid!
Because this kid, he had just met a day ago!
When they were besieging the ancient Vermilion Bird, his Zhao Family was also involved!
Fortunately, he hadnβt paid much attention to the ancient Vermilion Birdβs vital blood, so he hadnβt dealt with Ren Feifan back then.
But this didnβt affect at all the fear he had of that young man!
How many strongmen at Pilgrimage Mountain had been crushed by this young man!
The crucial point was that the young man crippled the cultivation of those who attacked! No one dared to disobey!
That scene, it was simply his nightmare!
He even ordered his men to start printing portraits of Ren Feifan, yet he hadnβt even distributed them!
Now, his own son Zhao Miejie was actually dealing with this demon god!
Holy crap, why has this demon god come to Blood Moon Town!
How could this place bear him!
Seeing his sonβs sword about to touch Ren Feifan, he truly couldnβt sit still any longer!
Inside, a blaze of anger reignited!
This beast, provoking this demon god, did he want the entire Zhao Family buried with him!
No longer overthinking, Zhao Tianqiu underfoot shifted with extremely terrifying airwaves, rushing toward his son!
From a distance, Ren Feifan was just about to unleash the Soul-Devouring Golden Needle, but he felt an extremely terrifying aura approaching!
His eyes narrowed, this elderβs aura was even more frightening than Zhao Miejieβs!
Holy crap!
The Soul-Devouring Golden Needle canβt kill both!
This is too despicable.
Zhao Miejie naturally felt his father rushing over, quickly saying: "Father, leave this child to me, you donβt need to take action!"
He thought his father would stop, but unexpectedly a thunderous roar erupted: "Leave it to you, be damned!"
Zhao Miejie was stunned, why did his father curse? Before he could react, Zhao Tianqiu slammed a palm onto his sword!
Not only that, a powerful wave crashed towards Zhao Miejie!
Zhao Miejie was completely perplexed and spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing heavily onto the ground!
"Boom!"
A deep pit formed on the arena floor, dust rolling.
This scene stunned everyoneβs sight in the arena, turning everyone in the arena to stone on the spot!
This... what the heck is this!
Zhao Tianqiu actually attacked his own son?
The key point is he didnβt even hold back!
Could it be an old manβs failing eyesight!
The key thing is, this posture feels like Zhao Tianqiu is standing by that couple!
The dust cleared, Zhao Miejie struggled to stand up, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, his face as pale as death!
His eyes fixed on his father, questioning: "Father, what exactly are you doing! Did you hit the wrong person!"
Zhao Tianqiuβs face flushed red, a roar echoed: "Zhao Miejie! If you donβt want to destroy our Zhao Family, kneel quickly and apologize to this gentleman!"
As the words fell, the entire arena quieted down.
Zhao Tianqiu actually asked Zhao Miejie to kneel and apologize!
The key is that the gentleman in question was clearly the young man standing behind!
