Urban Invincible Medical Divine

"He'll definitely win," Qin Keqing said somewhat irrelevantly.

Feng Sima frowned as he looked at the stage, his face somewhat gloomy. He had long been accustomed to Qin Keqing's indifference, but her favorable view of Liu Wentian irked him.

On the stage, Liu Wentian, raising an eyebrow indifferently at Ronda who was glaring at him like a wild beast, asked, "So, you practice ancient Muay Thai, and you even let Li Kaishan attack you first. Do you think your bones are very tough, and your defense is strong, that he couldn't hurt you at all?"

Ronda replied with disdain, "You can't hurt me either, you just have more strength, that's all!"

Liu Wentian had just blocked Ronda's kick with his foot, unable to shake him in the slightest, his strength surprising Ronda, but that was all.

The competition wasn't about who was stronger; who would win. Ronda had trained his body to be as tough as copper and iron since childhood, and he didn't believe Liu Wentian could hurt him!
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"Since that's the case, shall we see whose bones are harder?" Liu Wentian suggested.

Excitement and a hint of schadenfreude shone in Ronda's eyes as he asked, "How?"

"Simple, we kick each other's legs hard a few times and see who's the first to break," Liu Wentian said with a smile.

"Good! I'll compete with you!" Ronda quickly agreed, as if afraid Liu Wentian might change his mind, laughing wildly to himself inside.

This was practically suicide on his opponent's part. The Kung Fu he'd trained since he was young was focused on his legs; even a steel pipe placed before him would bend under his kick!

Could this guy's legs possibly be tougher than steel pipes?

"Let's start then," Liu Wentian nodded and said.

"Then prepare to die!"

With a ferocious laugh, Ronda kicked viciously towards Liu Wentian, the whooshing sound as fierce as a steel whip lashing out!

Liu Wentian snorted coldly and kicked out as well, not dodging at all. In an instant, his leg collided with Ronda's.

Below the stage, everyone was staring with bated breath at this simple yet heart-stopping scene on the platform.

They all believed that Ronda would win, especially since Li Kaishan's punch had just swollen up while hitting Ronda's hand, indicating just how hard his bones were!

But then their expressions turned rigid, faces filled with disbelief.

Crack!

A crisp snap was followed by a pained grunt.

Ronda fell to his knees on the ground, his face an awful shade of purple, sweat beading on his forehead.

His calf was like a piece of wood that had been kicked and broken, almost at a right angle. Blood flowed from the wound, and the broken, purple bones inside were visible!

The scene fell silent, this unexpected turn shocking everyone into disbelief, as if they were in a dream.

A kick that could shatter a man's leg like that, could his leg be a knife? It was simply too bizarre to comprehend!

Liu Wentian kicked out viciously again, hitting Ronda in the abdomen.

Thud!

Ronda bounced off the railing and stumbled back, his face turning red, vomiting blood as his body convulsed while he looked at Liu Wentian with horror and disbelief.

He felt as if all his internal organs had been shattered by the kick, the pain excruciating.

What kind of monster was this guy? His own leg skills, which he was so proud of, were so easily crushed in front of Liu Wentian!

He couldn't accept this reality, but the truth was right in front of his eyes!

People used to call him the Demon of Death, but now he felt that the smiling young man before him was the true demon.

A cold, brutal, and powerful demon!

"My people, no one can touch them without paying a price!" Liu Wentian said indifferently, stepping towards Ronda.

At that moment, Ronda felt as if Liu Wentian's slow steps were crushing his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. It wasn't the first time he had felt death approaching, but it was the first time he had been so terrified of it.

Liu Wentian's indifference and power brought him a deep fear.

"No, don't kill me," Ronda pleaded.

Liu Wentian seemed not to hear him, continuing to walk slowly toward him.

Feng Sima's face turned ugly to the extreme, his brows furrowed tightly as he suddenly stood up and shouted, "Enough! Liu Wentian, I order you to stop!"

"Order me?" Liu Wentian looked at Feng Sima with cold eyes.

"Yes! I! Order! You!" Feng Wangwu said, each word punctuated, his gaze icy.