Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 989: Let Me Do It!

Tu Hu saw his team members each brimming with enthusiasm, all intent on seizing the antlers of the Antlered Silver Lions and couldn’t help but smile bitterly to himself.

He knew that if he showed any mercy now, it would lead to great disappointment among his team members and subsequently affect their unity as well as his own prestige within the team.

This was something Tu Hu did not want to see.

"Junior Sister Huang, I have been as kind and righteous to you as I could, yet you remain ungrateful. It seems that a battle between our two teams is inevitable."

Tu Hu spoke with a stern expression.

"If you want to fight, then we’ll fight!"

Huang Miao brandished her Willow Leaf Saber, adopting a battle-ready stance with a sneer on her face, and mockingly said, "The Senior Brother Tu I used to know in my mind was someone who was reasonable, could discern right from wrong, had a chivalrous heart, and wouldn’t bully others with his power. Now I realize I was wrong. Senior Brother Tu is no different from Core Disciple Zhou Tong and Direct Disciple Ouyang Jian; you all talk about benevolence and righteousness, but in reality, you’re hypocritically virtuous..."

Facing Huang Miao’s scornful ridicule, Tu Hu didn’t get angry. Instead, he calmly responded after she had finished speaking, "We disciples of Bitao Martial Academy enter the mountains for cultivation and our teams are competitors. It is natural that stronger teams plunder the Cultivation Resources of weaker ones; it is a matter of course and has nothing to do with right or wrong, benevolence, or morality!"

After a pause, his gaze swept across the faces of Huang Miao, Hou Ziping, and the other three, then he continued, "The reason I just suggested sharing the antlers of these Antlered Silver Lions with you was out of respect for our shared status as Inner Court disciples, not wanting to take things too far. But if you don’t want to, you can’t blame me!"

Liu Liehu, despite his young age, had an honest and fiery temperament. He pointed his iron staff at Tu Hu and shouted, "Stop the nonsense! If you want to take our stuff, ask my iron staff if it agrees!"

Tu Hu didn’t take Liu Liehu seriously at all, simply giving him a glance before saying to Huang Miao, "Junior Sister Huang, you and I are the leaders of our respective teams. To minimize unnecessary losses, I suggest we represent our teams in battle. If I win, the corpses of these Antlered Silver Lions are mine; if you win, we’ll leave without a word. How about it?"

What he meant by "minimizing unnecessary losses" was to avoid a full-scale battle between the team members, which would inevitably lead to injuries, something disadvantageous for both sides.

Although Huang Miao had grasped part of the Martial Arts Techniques from the stone pillar, and her strength had improved, she still lacked complete understanding and integration due to the short time of study, hence her progress was limited.

She knew she was not yet a match for Tu Hu and would certainly lose in a duel, but since Tu Hu had made the proposal and she was the leader of her team, how could she refuse?

"Fine, let’s decide the victor with this one battle!"

Huang Miao glared with wide eyes, her eyebrows inverted like willow leaves, and she positioned her Willow Leaf Twin Saber for both attack and defense, instantly elevating her aura to its peak.

After all, Huang Miao was the second-ranked combatant in the Inner Court Disciple rankings. When she exerted her power, it immediately subjected the four members behind Tu Hu to immense pressure, causing their expressions to change as they involuntarily stepped back several paces.

Tu Hu’s Cultivation Team, originally composed of ten members, had lost five with relatively weaker strength. Now, although the remaining five were all Inner Court disciples, not one of them could contend with Huang Miao.

Their team had made it this far in their journey because whenever danger arose, it was Tu Hu who would turn the tide—either repelling opponents or carving out a bloody path.

Without Tu Hu, their team wouldn’t have even been able to cross the Nether River, much less arrive here.

This team was highly dependent on Tu Hu, and without him, those four members would not dare provoke Huang Miao’s team. Their earlier bravado while standing behind Tu Hu was nothing but borrowed courage.

Now, as Huang Miao released her Martial Artist Aura, asserting her dominance, it caused them to feel panic and retreat in surprise.

Tu Hu stepped forward, releasing his Martial Artist Aura, immediately pushing back the pressure Huang Miao had exerted.

"Such powerful pressure! Senior Brother Tu really is formidable. No wonder he could defeat Zhou Tong, who ranks eighth on the Core Disciple combat power list!"

Facing Tu Hu’s pressure directly, Huang Miao had to fully circulate her True Yuan to barely counter that mountainous momentum, secretly astonished in her heart.

Knowing she couldn’t defeat Tu Hu, Huang Miao still chose to fight him, not for anything else, but to defend the dignity of a Martial Artist.

"Hu..."

Huang Miao took a deep breath, pointed her Willow Leaf Saber towards Tu Hu, and said in a stern voice, "Since it’s a duel, we must go all out. Senior Brother Tu, I don’t want to take any advantage—draw your saber!"

Tu Hu shook his head, his expression serious as he replied, "My saber is an ominous weapon. Once drawn, it must taste blood, or it cannot be sheathed. Junior Sister Huang, I do not wish to harm you, so I will not draw my saber. You won’t like to hear this, but I can defeat you with just my fists!"

Huang Miao’s eyebrows raised, and she retorted indignantly, "A Martial Artist may be killed but not insulted! Senior Brother Tu, you’ve gone too far!"

"Whether it’s too far or not, we’ll know after we fight!"

Tu Hu grinned, his face holding a trace of pride.

Tu Hu was originally a modest and restrained person, but after this mountain training, ever since he defeated Zhou Tong, who ranked eighth among the Core Disciples combat power list, it was as if a tiger that had lain dormant for a long time suddenly pounced out, unleashing powerful offensive strength and becoming somewhat more aggressive and domineering.

"Alright then, I shall witness Senior Brother Tu’s impressive skills!"

Huang Miao smiled angrily in response. Since Tu Hu disdained to draw his saber against her, there was no need for her to be polite. She twirled her Willow Leaf Twin Saber in her hand, took a slight step forward, and prepared to initiate the attack.

Suddenly, a figure flashed before her eyes, appearing right in front of her, facing Tu Hu directly.

"Junior Brother Fang, get out of the way!"

Huang Miao, seeing that it was Fang Bai who had blocked her, was taken aback at first and then frowned.

She surmised that Fang Bai’s strength wasn’t weaker than hers, perhaps even stronger, but Tu Hu had specifically challenged her to this duel. If she didn’t accept, it would be considered a sign of weakness and would be ridiculed if it spread. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"Senior Sister Huang, let me do this!"

Fang Bai turned his head to glance at Huang Miao, knowing she was a stubborn woman who would rather die than submit—it wasn’t easy to persuade her—and said seriously, "Senior Brother Tu is right; you are not his match. Even if he is unarmed, it would be hard for you to last ten moves against his attack. This is the gap between a Core Disciple and an Inner Court Disciple!"

After this mountain training session, Tu Hu’s sudden rise to Core Disciple status was a foregone conclusion, while Huang Miao, despite making some advances in strength, still had a minor realm gap with Tu Hu.

Among Martial Artists, a minor realm difference often represented an insurmountable chasm.

When Fang Bai said Huang Miao could last ten moves against Tu Hu, he was actually complimenting her. If Tu Hu truly exerted his full strength, he might even be able to take her down instantly.