Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City Chapter 1399 1397: Impossible to Be Serious! Gong Wenya Is J

Zhu Sui heard a trendous boom in his mind!

A mont later, a cold flash flickered!

His eyes suddenly brightened, unleashing an unprecedented killing intent.

He abruptly grabbed the long spear, trying to lift it up!

But.

Gong Wenyao laughed.

A sinister, cold laugh.

A laugh without warning.

At the mont he laughed, his finger twitched slightly.

His finger suddenly emitted a black mist, shooting out silently like a snake wrapping around Zhu Sui's body.

By the ti Zhu Sui realized it, it was too late.

Suddenly!

Zhu Sui felt as if he was hit with an immobilization spell, fixed in place, unable to move.

He flushed with effort, veins bulging, forehead covered in tiny beads of sweat, gritting his teeth, using all his strength.

But it was all in vain.

An invisible chain seed to wrap around him, tightly locking him in place. No matter how he struggled, how much force he exerted, he couldn't escape Gong Wenyao's control.

"Trying to strike first?"

Gong Wenyao examined the blood-red face and bulging veins of Zhu Sui with interest, walking leisurely around him.

"Gong Wenyao..." Zhu Sui roared angrily through clenched teeth.

He exerted all his strength, trying to lift his hands, but just as he managed to raise them a centiter, they were forcefully pulled back, tightly bound to his sides.

"You're still so impulsive. I thought a hundred years might have tempered your character, but it turns out you're still so rash and mindless. Have you forgotten the scenario from a hundred years ago? It's almost identical to now. You wanted to strike, but I spotted the flaw. Back then your skills were much stronger; at least you managed to stab before I noticed. But now... tsk tsk... one must admit aging, you don't even have the qualification to act, such a pity."

Gong Wenyao spoke slowly, his tone full of ridicule and disdain.

"Gong Wenyao, don't be so complacent... One day... One day you'll face retribution..."

The invisible pressure on his body intensified, making Zhu Sui almost unable to breathe as his bones and flesh were slowly crushed, extrely uncomfortable.

"Retribution? Are you talking about that kid Lin Fan? Ha, when I ca out, he was still crushed below. At least, I didn't see him; he's probably already a blood mist by now. Trying to suppress with him is underestimating my power."

Suddenly!

Zhu Sui felt the pressure on his body abruptly vanish, his knees buckled, and he fell kneeling to the ground. If it weren't for the long spear supporting him, he would've collapsed entirely.

"That kid's power is probably less than yours." Gong Wenyao circled back in front of Zhu Sui, looking down arrogantly at him, expressionless. "Clan Leader Zhu, it's been a long ti since we've sparred, hasn't it? How about a duel?"

Phew!

Everyone in the room gasped, their breath frozen.

A duel?!

Gong Wenyao could easily crush Zhu Sui just now. Yet, he let Zhu Sui go, suggesting a duel. Was he intending to completely strip Zhu Sui of his dignity, causing him to utterly collapse?!

It's a bitter psychological tornt!

It seed Gong Wenyao didn't just want Zhu Sui dead, but to die without dignity, like a dog!

Seriously? Certainly not. Gong Wenyao was rely playing, teasing Zhu Sui brutally.

Henceforth.

Zhu Sui's na would be forever nailed to the pillar of sha, irrevocably disgraced.

Because.

If the Zhu Family were annihilated, no one would rember or pursue Zhu Sui's death.

People will only rember the history written by the victor.

Only rember Zhu Sui's shaful death at Gong Wenyao's hands!

What cruelty!

Although the crowd dared not speak, they all shared this thought in their hearts, growing even more afraid of Gong Wenyao.

They were thankful they didn't oppose him, else their fate might be worse than Zhu Sui's.

"What do you say, Zhu Sui? How about we spar? If you win, I promise to spare either Zhu Qilue or Zhu Ruoling. But if you lose, I won't let them off for daring to flee the Fire Clan!"

Zhu Sui's features twisted with anger and helplessness.

He wanted to protect Zhu Qilue and Zhu Ruoling, but his cultivation realm was far inferior to Gong Wenyao, a completely different level.

Moreover, even if he won, only one of them could live while the other must die.

"Interested?"

"..."

Zhu Sui was at a loss for words, unable to agree or refuse, so he remained silent.

"Not speaking? Then I'll count it as your loss. Truly a waste of my effort, I initially considered..."

Before Gong Wenyao could finish, countless sharp killing intents appeared before him!

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Without warning!

Zhu Sui launched an attack, thrusting the long spear, transforming into countless cold rays, descending upon Gong Wenyao like falling stars!

"Falling Stars!"

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

...

Nurous sounds of piercing through space reached Gong Wenyao's ears.

Each felt like tearing a rift in the void, causing the air to tremble.

Everyone present froze!

They didn't expect Zhu Sui to attack!

And so decisively, so unwaveringly!

Knowing he was facing the monstrous Gong Wenyao, even though his Leaving Fire Spear Skill was perfected, he couldn't be Gong Wenyao's match.

But Zhu Sui attacked.

Because he knew it was the only path left.

He used every effort to buy ti for Zhu Qilue and Zhu Ruoling to run as far as possible, ideally hide in a place Gong Wenyao couldn't find, or simply leave the Five Elents Realm and never return!

At least they could preserve their lives, keep the last bloodline of the Zhu Family.

Therefore.

Zhu Sui had no choice but to act, though dood, he had to exchange his life for ti and the chance of survival for Zhu Qilue and Zhu Ruoling.

"Interesting!"

Gong Wenyao smiled faintly, suddenly disappearing without a trace!

As Zhu Sui's long spear thrust forward, it struck only air.

Zhu Sui was montarily stunned, staring blankly at where Gong Wenyao had stood, empty.

He was about to look around.

Behind him ca Gong Wenyao's voice: "Is that all? Clan Leader Zhu must be holding back. If that's all, I'm truly disappointed. Compared to a century ago, you're really lacking."

"A hundred years ago you at least amused , but now it's just slightly interesting."

"Enough nonsense!"

Zhu Sui was furious, seething with rage.

Gong Wenyao's repeated provocation finally ignited his fury.

A red light surrounded Zhu Sui, his long spear humming while flas erged from the shaft, engulfing it instantly.

"Good! This is the Zhu Sui I knew." Gong Wenyao clapped appreciatively, smiling casually.

Zhu Sui wasted no words, lunged forward with the spear, aiming for Gong Wenyao's vital points.

Phew!

The wind roared!

A second!

Thousands of rapid thrusts aid directly at Gong Wenyao's vulnerabilities!