Strongest Medical Saint

The entire Heavenly Banquet Hall instantly fell silent, as many people tried to widen their eyes even further, witnessing Yan Jinghui, pierced through the chest by a chopstick, a chilling sensation spreading rapidly through their bodies. It was just an ordinary chopstick without any sharp edges—how much strength must Shen Feng have had to casually stab the chopstick straight into Yan Jinghui's chest?

Lu Yang, Lu Wei, and others standing next to Shen Feng couldn't quite believe the scene before them, they hadn't expected Shen Feng to actually kill Yan Jinghui, and with such decisive means at that. It seemed that today's events were really going to escalate—after all, Yan Jinghui was the son of the Yan Family Head!

With a new bloody hole at the position of his heart, the contemptuous expression on Yan Jinghui's face had completely solidified. Perhaps death had come too suddenly, as he hadn't even had the chance to let out a cry of pain.

Shen Feng's hand casually pushed him with a light gesture, and with a "bang", Yan Jinghui's body, now a corpse, slowly fell to the ground.

Luo Jiande and others who had witnessed Shen Feng's methods showed little change in their expressions; they seemed almost used to it.

Cheng Ruyun was truly frightened this time; she had never imagined Shen Feng would actually take a life, let alone the son of the Yan Family Head, especially during the engagement party of Yan Jinghui and Qin Xuewei. She had no idea that the Martial Arts World existed; in her eyes, everyone had to face legal consequences for their actions.

Shen Feng had killed Yan Jinghui in full view of everyone; even if he had some special abilities, could he really escape legal punishment?

Although Cheng Ruyun very much wanted to help Shen Feng, the situation had now completely exceeded the scope she could intervene in!

But she didn't know that the rules of this world were all set by the strong: as long as you're powerful enough, you are the law, you are the maker of all rules.

Uncle Zhong glanced at Ji Yunhan who seemed a bit dazed, then his gaze returned to Shen Feng. Being able to penetrate a normal man's chest with a wooden chopstick was not something an ordinary person could easily do. Coupled with the medical skills Shen Feng had shown earlier, he was certain these abilities must have been imparted by Senior Shen Xiaoyao.

Yan Fangde and Yan Xueqing, as Yan Jinghui's grandfather and father, were filled with utter disbelief upon witnessing the death of Yan Jinghui before their own eyes. They had never imagined Shen Feng would dare to kill someone here, and in a way that ordinary people could not achieve!

Their expressions twisted in an instant, their internal rage burning without end, wishing they could tear Shen Feng to pieces right there. But they didn't consider whether they had any right to be angry; from the very beginning, it was they who wanted to frame Shen Feng.

Yan Fangde, furiously contorted, bellowed, "Where is everyone? Are you all dead? Take this brat down immediately!"

Today, there were quite a few security personnel from both the Yan and Qin Families present.

Quickly, about five knife-wielding men stepped forward, surrounding Shen Feng and his companions.

Guo Liqiang and Qiao Zimo tensed up significantly, but they showed no sign of backing down, standing their ground resolutely. At this point, they had no regrets.

Yan Fangde, seeing those men hesitating, coughed furiously.

"Cough cough! Cough cough! Cough cough!——"

"Have your brains turned to water? Chop them down now!" he roared, his voice hoarse.

As his words fell, the knife-wielding security personnel indeed raised their blades, seemingly waiting for a command to start chopping.

At that moment, Yan Xinyi and Qin Zhanyuan stepped forward with Qin Zhanyuan saying, "Yan Fangde, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Not one of them will listen to you."

These days,

Yan Xinyi and Qin Zhanyuan had not been idling; they had secretly gathered a lot of personnel from the Yan and Qin Families. After all, they were the ones controlling the underground forces of their respective families, and they had ways of bringing these people under their wing.

The situation in the room changed in the blink of an eye; Lu Yang and Guo Liqiang could not react in time. Seeing the ever-calm Qiu Junchu, could it be that today he was planning something big?@@novelbin@@

All the guests' faces underwent severe changes, including Mo Wei, Nie Zhiqi, and Fang Junxian—Shen Feng's former college classmates. They thought Shen Feng had gone completely mad. If Shen Feng let these men wield their knives wildly, could they even survive?

The people from the Qin Family felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten excrement. Looking at the unchanging expression of Shen Feng, her tolerance was reaching its limit. Why should this toad be so arrogant in front of her?

Qiu Junchu was getting impatient and said to Uncle Ji, "Dig out his heart."

"After all, I came to attend this engagement party, and now that the party can't continue, someone has to bear the consequences of this event."

After a pause, Qiu Junchu looked at Shen Feng indifferently and said, "Kid, do you know the saying 'There's always someone stronger out there'? Thinking you're invincible just because you have a few knives? You're really too naive!"

Piercing a normal person's chest with a wooden chopstick is, generally speaking, something an Acquired State martial artist could do if they concentrated all their strength into the chopstick.

However, what Qiu Junchu didn't know was that Shen Feng hadn't concentrated much strength at all; he had acted purely on a whim. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

Ji Qiantong, upon hearing Qiu Junchu's words, stomped the ground fiercely with one foot, and his whole body leaped into the air, swiftly closing in on Shen Feng like an eagle soaring into the sky and then swooping down to catch its prey.

"Bang!"

As his foot slammed into the ground, the thick floor tiles instantly burst apart, creating a footprint-sized crater.

Everyone's attention was captured by Ji Qiantong.

Qin Zhanyuan and Yan Xinyi immediately commanded those armed with knives, pointing at Ji Qiantong, and yelled, "Strike him down, strike him down now!"

The people holding knives quickly slashed forward.

But Ji Qiantong, who deftly leaped through the air, evaded the blades agilely. And for the ones he couldn't dodge, he easily caught them in his hands. After all, as someone in the Acquired State at the tenth level, he possessed this much ability.

The onlookers were shocked beyond words seeing Ji Qiantong actually catch knives with his bare hands! Then they recalled how Ji Qiantong's single stomp shattered the thick floor tiles of the Heavenly Banquet Hall, tiles that were world-class in terms of hardness and every other aspect.

Seeing Ji Qiantong unharmed, Mo Wei and everyone present regained their spirits. With such a powerful person among them, how could Shen Feng and his group cause any trouble? They all waited eagerly for Shen Feng's heart to be extracted.

Qin Xuewei, witnessing Ji Qiantong's prowess, remembered the incident at the airport and knew that Shen Feng's heart would definitely be easily taken out. Although it deviated from her earlier plans, all she wanted now was for Shen Feng, this annoying fly, to die quickly. A cold winner's smirk appeared on her face.

Luo Jiande, Qin Zhanyuan, and the others saw such capability for the first time and began to feel uneasy, wondering whether the master would be a match for Ji Qiantong or not.

Uncle Zhong wanted to speak out but was stopped by Ji Yunhan, who stared intently at Shen Feng's silhouette. Her strong intuition surged again, and besides, Shen Feng had already said that he would handle the situation himself, which meant he must be absolutely confident in dealing with what was before him.

Uncle Zhong, baffled, looked at Ji Yunhan, while Lu Yang, Guo Liqiang, Cheng Ruyun, and others were completely dumbfounded.

Having learned some things about the Martial Arts World, Lu Yang and the others felt their hearts sink to the bottom. Was this what people from the Martial Arts World were like? It seemed unlikely any of them would survive the day.

Lu Wei bit her lip and sighed. She had anticipated this outcome; once people from the Martial Arts World took action, Shen Feng and his side stood no chance at all.

Ji Qiantong rapidly approached, his movements crisp and decisive. His right hand formed into a claw and swiftly reached for Shen Feng's heart.

His claw strike was extremely fierce, with sharp currents of air swirling around it.

Shen Feng stood still, unmoved.

Ji Qiantong's face was expressionless, accustomed to seeing people scared stiff.

His claw struck Shen Feng's chest but failed to penetrate.

Ji Qiantong's complexion changed instantly, as it felt like his claw had struck an unbreakable piece of metal. How could this be? He was, after all, a mighty Acquired State tenth-level practitioner!

In his moment of shock,

Shen Feng's physical strength suddenly erupted.

"Bang!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!——"

Ji Qiantong's entire palm burst into a mist of blood in the air, and the bones in his right arm shattered incessantly. His body was sent flying backwards,

Shen Feng dusted off the shattered bits of his garment at his chest, saying, "You're too weak!"

"People in Huaxia Country appreciate reciprocity, so as a token of thanks, I've decided to send you for a drink at Yama's Palace."

As the words fell,

Shen Feng moved. No one present could keep up with the speed he displayed.

Ji Qiantong, lying on the ground, finally showed a change of expression, one of panic spreading across his face. Who exactly was this young man? He must be at least an Innate Grandmaster, right? Are there such young Innate Grandmasters in the Martial Arts World?