The sound of ridicule swept in from all sides, and Lin Yifan's ears itched. He said to Jiang Darong, "Go, fight him!"
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Jiang Darong was shocked. He didn't expect the Divine Doctor to say that.
"Yes, you." Lin Yifan replied.
"But... I'm not his match!"
Ding Aizi was a Cultivator, while he was just an ordinary man. From their last confrontation, Jiang Darong had already tasted defeat and dared not face him again.
"Believe in yourself, you can do it. Worst case, if you're crippled, I'll heal you."
Cold sweat continuously trickled down Jiang Darong's forehead; he was utterly speechless.
The Divine Doctor was speaking without feeling pain himself, and that was the truth of it. The pain wasn't on him, of course, he could say that.
"Divine Doctor, are you sure you want to make a move?"
"Don't worry, and don't be afraid. With here, you'll be fine." Lin Yifan replied.
These words were undoubtedly the greatest encouragent, imdiately instilling courage in Jiang Darong.
"Ding Aizi, let's have another duel, see who's stronger."
"Sure thing, as long as you're not afraid to die, I'll accompany you to the end."
Ding Aizi was eager for Jiang Darong to challenge him again. That way, he could establish his reputation and intimidate the ordinary folks of Xianxia City.
Though they hadn't reached the Tiger Gang yet, a small skirmish had already begun. The nearby residents sensed today was going to be lively. If the Divine Doctor's group really turned the place upside down, perhaps peace would finally arrive.
Both sides stepped forward, ready for action.
Seeing her father confronting the thug, little Yuxi inexplicably beca anxious.
"Big brother, will my father win?"
"Your father will definitely win." Lin Yifan assuredly answered.
"Don't lie to , if you lie, I never want to play with big brother again."
"If I lie to you, I'll be a puppy."
For so reason, every ti Jiang's mother heard Lin Yifan's unwavering words, she felt filled with confidence. Perhaps it was because Lin Yifan was their benefactor. Since he saved them, he wouldn't let them get hurt again or edge towards danger.
Flexing their joints, with preparations made, the two surged forward.
Jiang Darong raised his mighty fist, charging straight at Ding Aizi, just like the usual street fights.
A cold smile curved on Ding Aizi's lips, and with a flash of cold in his eyes, he imdiately counterattacked Jiang Darong with the sa stance.
A re commoner dared to go head-on with him—it was simply courting death.
Before the fists collided, Jiang Darong sensed his fist would be fractured again.
He recalled the pain from last ti vividly, heart-wrenching, heart-piercing, bone-penetration.
If you asked him if he felt the slightest regret, at the mont, he did consider backing out.
However, the courage Lin Yifan gave him urged him forward.
He had no retreat, wanting to know if he could create a miracle as the Divine Doctor stated.
As the two fists were about to collide, Lin Yifan suddenly shifted his thoughts, flicked his finger, and transmitted an invisible Cultivation Power to Jiang Darong.
Jiang Darong felt his strength increase dramatically, seemingly able to shatter the void.
"Boom!"
The two fists collided heavily, unleashing astonishing power.
As everyone thought Jiang Darong's fist would be shattered, a howl erupted from Ding Aizi; moreover, the sound of breaking bones was horrifying, making people tremble.
"What... what is going on?"
"How did Jiang Darong's strength get so strong after not seeing him for a while?"
"Is this still the Jiang Darong I know?"
"A Cultivator couldn't defeat a commoner, do you even dare to believe that?"
...
"The boss lost."
"How is that possible? Although the boss isn't a very strong Cultivator, he at least isn't a weak Cultivator, why can't he overpower a commoner?"
"Am I seeing things?"
The little thugs around were unwilling to believe this outco.
Even the direct party, Ding Aizi, couldn't believe this result.
Jiang Darong's power was too strong, far beyond him, achieving this in just over a month was simply impossible.
Who exactly intervened?
Suddenly, he shifted his gaze to the calm and composed young man standing together with the Jiang Family.
This young man instructed Jiang Darong to make a move and decisively claid Jiang Darong would defeat him. If it wasn't this young man's secret intervention, he wouldn't believe it.
"Kid, you're quite sothing!"
Furiously, Ding Aizi pointed at Lin Yifan, then turned around and left, supporting his fractured hand.
This young man's indirect strike had put him down, way out of his league to handle; all he could do was go back and fetch reinforcents.
Seeing whom Ding Aizi pointed at, the surrounding puzzled crowd seed to have a sudden realization.
The most mysterious person on site was this young man; moreover, Jiang Darong dared to strike only after his encouragent; most importantly, Jiang Darong and his wife were saved by this young man in an incredibly short ti, enough to make even the Divine Doctor blushed.
Various signs indicated that the one most likely manipulating the battle outco must be this young man, not Jiang Darong.
The Tiger Gang little thugs also realized who this behind-the-scenes perpetrator was.
Honestly, they resented Lin Yifan deeply, yet recognized their lack of strength.
However, the Tiger Gang was famous around a hundred-mile radius; they were confident they could defeat Lin Yifan. Even if the big figures in the gang were inadequate, the great backing on Xianxia Mountain would surely crush Lin Yifan.
As these hoodlums contemplated fetching reinforcents, a cold and unfriendly voice ca from behind them: "Who told you you could leave?"
Ding Aizi halted, slightly turned his head to inquire: "What do you want then?"
"Either you cripple your own hands and legs, or face these good townsfolk and, with remorse and guilt, commit suicide." Lin Yifan answered.
Hearing this seemingly nonchalant yet not nonchalant statent, the surrounding crowd gasped.
Lin Yifan was really too domineering, dominantly enough to make people resentful.
Sure enough, the group of thugs couldn't take it, shouting: "Who do you think you are? A chicken dares to boast? Wait till our gang's masters co, a finger will be enough to extinguish you."
"One thing at a ti. Now, I want you to make a choice." Lin Yifan was neither afraid nor did he compromise, consistently calm.
"How about if we don't choose?"
"If you don't choose, I'll send you to Hell." Lin Yifan's face flashed a chilling smile, as if already having the Tiger Gang hoodlums in his grasp.
"Don't even think we've lost to you; not arguing with you is because we're generous!"
"Sotis, the most useless people talk the most trash."
"You..."
The Tiger Gang hoodlums couldn't stand it anymore, imdiately charging together, swinging sharp weapons in their hands.
In this situation, if it were soone else, they'd have run away long ago.
Only Lin Yifan, stood there with hands behind his back, like an indestructible mountain.
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