Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1530 - 1521: Change of Mind

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Chapter 1530: Chapter 1521: Change of Mind

"Brother Tiger, since this little monk said so, let’s not make any useless excuses. Let’s just get on with it, or leave some time for Jin Ru to hunt in the Ghost Bat Forest!" The purple-faced young man sneered as he looked at the burly youth.

"Yes! These two little matters are truly nonsense!" Both the thin man and the scholar echoed with smiles.

"Alright!" The burly boy sneered and said, "Since you say we’re here to snatch the Yuan Pearl, we admit it! Little monk, if you know what’s good for you, hand over the Yuan Pearl now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

"Bastard, when you bully children of the same family, do you still call yourself a man?" Su Yuhe couldn’t help but reprimand upon witnessing the mutual humiliation.

The burly boy laughed but was not angered. He said indifferently, "Whether I’m a man or not, you’ll find out soon enough!" I wanted to let you go earlier, but now I’ve changed my mind!"

"Not only do I want this pearl, but I also want you two to serve me. You’re not pretty, but you’re not ugly either, so I’ll make use of you!"

The three young men beside him couldn’t help but burst out laughing. They laughed contemptuously and shamelessly, their eyes brazenly sweeping over Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan in their confusion.

Seeing the four across the street being so arrogant and shameless, the emotions of Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan fluctuated intensely.

Ao Cangsheng didn’t speak; instead, he quietly watched the four opposite, his eyes filled with a cold smile and ferocity.

Though he didn’t know the backstory of the big boy, he was certain this guy wasn’t bullying the second one in front of him just for a pearl.

From what had happened at Heavenly Martial City just now and the gaze of the strong men, Ao Cangsheng had reason to believe that these people’s ultimate target should be himself, rather than Wu Binglan and Su Yuhe.

Ao Cangsheng thought this way because of what happened earlier at Heavenly Martial City and with Murong Xue.

If we truly have significant power, then there’s only one silver wax head dared to brag in front of me, sitting arrogantly in that hatred!

Letting out a cold snort before the purple-faced young man could react again, he sat on a long spear, like a star, brandishing a brilliant spear, rushing fiercely towards the purple-faced youth.

"Dragon Spear, Dragon Enters the Sea!"

A vibrant infusion, the brilliance on the long spear extinguished, the whistling as if a common tune viciously biting the purple-faced youth away.

"Kid, you think you’re in a hurry to die, do you? Ha, ha, even so, I’ll make it whole for you!" The purple-faced youth laughed heartily, crossing the street.

Three sharp sounds pierced the sky, six fierce sword lights suddenly intertwined in the air. The sword light was like snow, carrying a sudden gleam of cold. It tore the clear sky fiercely, like wings in the sky, stirring up a current.

The sword glittered with light, a gust of strong wind kicked up. Amidst the roaring wind, a water curtain like a violent sword light, like a fierce general, cut straight, barbaric and unrestrained.

"Mad Blade Decides, Sword is Empty!"

He felt the sworlight at the ship’s tail was correct, sat up straight, was stabbed. The Azure Dragon Spear roared with its surging life force, charging into a dao light.

The two intense energies clashed again, causing a deafening explosion. The sword and spear attacked each other, in scattered sparks, the young man with the purple face had both arms shaken.

"Ha, ha, kid, I want to see how long you can hold out?" The sword strike, seeing the barbarian sitting merely shocked but not launched into the air, the purple-faced youth couldn’t help but sneer, the cruelty and hatred in his eyes also intensified by three degrees.

The purple-faced young man was punched hard, tightly following. Zhou Yuan’s spiritual transformation, he rushed into the long blade, an endless expanse.

In that moment, the long, silver knife was dazzling. In the brightness, this dynasty was filled with a stern and destructive spirit, rolling towards the barbarian.

"And another knife!" The purple-faced youth shouted angrily, his feet suddenly leaping high.

At the same time, two snow-white sword lights shot out from the blade, violently sitting down.

"Mad Blade Decides, Mad Blade Has No Shadow!"

Like a hurricane, Dragon Island roared. Amidst the thunderous roar, the violet-faced youth scattered madly, the sword light like meteors, cutting down with difficulty from all directions.

Sitting separately, like a mountain, firmly fixed on the ground. He held a spear in both hands, dancing madly.

The Blue Dragon Spear spun above his head, whistling and howling to the sweeping strong wind. The strong wind howled, the immense suction pulling sand, stones, and vegetation from the ground, with the Dragon Spear soaring up.

The spear shadows danced wildly, accompanied by a dazzling light, shooting out from the tip of the Azure Dragon Spear, accompanied by the "rumbling" of life force explosions, like an angry dragon spewing fire, rapidly heading toward the young man with the lavender face with a "whoosh".

The earth trembled, grass and trees swayed, like schools of fish swimming in the vast sea, dancing ceaselessly in the air with the turbulent movements of both power-hungry sides.

Sword light cleaved, spear shadow swept across, like thunder on a clear day, making "bang, bang" thunderbolt sounds. But in the blink of an eye, the two had played dozens of tricks.

Calmly seated, like an immovable giant, standing firmly in front of the purple-faced youth in the grand hall.

However, the opponent’s attack gradually took the upper hand, yet there wasn’t a trace of fear on his face. Instead, it was quite calm and unhurried.

Sitting together, hands flying, spear sound soaring, like thousands of waves splashing, forming a beautiful wall of light, the "clink" sound steadily dispelling the attack of the purple-faced youth one by one.

The purple-faced youth shook left and right, turning his entire being into a shadow, sitting around the barbarian. The long knife in his hand was as snow-white as a thousand silver chains, constantly striking, sitting savagely.

The mad blade roared like a tiger, trying to tear apart reckless defenses. As long as we can break through the reckless defenses, the fight should be over. The purple-faced youth thought thus, the power of his long knife strike involuntarily increased by three points.

Upon first meeting, the purple-faced youth felt the reckless sitting posture was worse than his. So now he wanted to defeat the seated barbarian in a fierce manner.

"Are you busy sitting down?" Seeing sitting under the dangerous light, Su Yuhe frowned and couldn’t help but speak.

"No! To kill a dead eggplant and seek help. Isn’t that the face I’m sitting on?" The Blue Dragon Spear swept across his Hankou, sneering.

If you don’t do it, you might die sitting down. Go. Everyone here could die. Such a choice, Su Yuhe was bewildered and didn’t know what to choose?

But if she let herself watch with eyes wide open as the purple-faced youth handles the situation, her heart couldn’t bear it. After all, it was for them.

He’s not a bad person, even though he’s a bit busy. On the contrary, from his performance at this moment, he seems to be a good man with an iron spirit.

In the past, the hearts of Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan began to gradually tighten. As if in a moment, an invisible big hand tightly grabbed their fragile hearts, making it almost impossible for them to breathe when frustrated.

Seeing the three Taoists come together, intending to divide the barbarian sitting under the light screen into three parts, he sat against the wind, suddenly roaring angrily.

With a furious roar, the Azure Dragon Spear in his hands suddenly grew, like a freshly awakened wild dragon. Zhou’s momentum suddenly surged, a blue light began to emit from the Blue Dragon Spear.

He suddenly jumped up, holding the Blue Dragon Spear in his hand, instantly jumping up into a tornado. The tornado roared swiftly, turning into a dragon head composed of fierce spear shadows, jagged, directly facing the three daos of light.