Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

As Zhao Gongming’s voice faded, Ye Feng slowly stood up, and at the same time, the white-clad young man from the Bu Family also got to his feet. However, no matter how one looked, the white-clad youth appeared quite indifferent, his expression cold and haughty.

The entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. Yet, it was evident that the cheers for the white-clad youth were the loudest. Of course, the vast majority of those in the venue were more optimistic about this mysterious and dashing white-clad youth.

As for Northern King Ye Feng, let alone outsiders, even those from the Northern Border who served under him, such as Sima Zhantian and Xiao Chuanqi, didn’t believe their lord could win.

After all, this white-clad youth came from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans, the Bu Family. Although not many people knew about the Four Great Ancient Clans, everyone who had heard of them spoke of their power; just seeing Tang Bai, a disciple from the outer sect of the Bu Family Ancient Clan, was proof of their strength.

Ye Feng’s expression remained calm. If it had been before he had cultivated the Sword of the King, he might not have been completely sure, but now, he was fearless of his opponent. As for the white-clad youth, his figure lightly swept across, already standing on the platform.

Ye Feng was just about to make a move when Boss Cao, Cao Yi, suddenly spoke, "Younger Brother Ye, you might not be aware of the betting situation outside regarding you two; it has reached quite a state."

Out of curiosity, Ye Feng inquired, "What state is that?"

In a low voice, Cao Yi said, "One hundred to one, your odds are one hundred, while your opponent’s are one. Even so, there are still very few bets on you winning, only a sparse few."

Ye Feng couldn’t help but laugh, "What about you? Are you betting on me to lose or to win? Oh yes, you just mentioned that you wanted to acquire the magic artifact passed down by the Duan Tian Family; have you settled the deal yet?" Read the latest on NovelBin.Côm

With a chuckle, Boss Cao replied, "I wasn’t sure about your situation, so I haven’t made up my mind yet. But to be honest, Younger Brother Ye, the opponent is from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans. The two old men from our Utility Pavilion were also from the Four Great Ancient Clans. Are you really confident?"

Ye Feng chuckled, "Let me tell you something. The Martial Alliance was built with my utmost effort and care, like my own flesh and blood. The position of head of the Martial Academy, I won’t relinquish to anyone!"

Having said this, Ye Feng lightly tapped the ground with his foot, and his whole body soared, gracefully landing on the platform like a startled swan. By this moment, the cheers from the entire venue had reached their peak.

Although the prodigies from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts were utterly defeated this time, the sects did not leave. After all, they needed to observe the upcoming duel to gauge the combat power and martial skills of these two individuals; knowing both your enemy and yourself secures victory in every battle, so they were naturally keen on understanding their opponents fully.

Especially now that the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts had almost reached a unanimous agreement to join forces in suppressing Northern King Ye Feng, it was even more important for them to understand him fully. As for the white-clad youth from the Bu Family, the Nine Great Sects did not dare to make a move; after all, he was from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans.

The white-clad youth gave Ye Feng a glance and smiled, "Being able to make it this far, you do have some skills, which has indeed surprised me. However, you probably can go no further!"

At this point, the white-clad youth suddenly shook his head and said, "No, I misspoke, it’s not probably, it’s definitely and certainly that you will go no further."

Ye Feng, with an indifferent smile, asked, "Am I also not worthy of knowing your name?"

Teasingly, the white-clad youth laughed and said, "Of course, unless you can defeat me. In that case, I would tell you my name. But that’s impossible. You’re half a step into the ranks of cultivators. Perhaps if you had another five years, there might be a possibility, but for now, you’re not qualified!"

As his words fell, the breath of the young man in white suddenly sank, and the arena was instantly stirred without any wind.

By this time, the audience below the stage had already started discussing, as both men appeared to be of similar ages, and they were both at the peak of the Martial King Realm. Clearly, everyone knew that the martial techniques they practiced must be very special, and they were indeed the most outstanding prodigies of their generation.

"Next, I will let you see just how strong my flesh body is after achieving Great Accomplishment in Foundation Establishment!" The young man in white gently stamped his foot, and a deep footprint immediately appeared on the stage. His body shot out like lightning, reaching a speed that was unbelievable.

Without using Qi Force, relying solely on the power of his flesh body, he achieved such a speed that it could only be described as terrifying.

Ye Feng’s gaze sharpened, and to be honest, in terms of speed, he couldn’t match his opponent, as he had only recently established his foundation, and only a small part of the Qi Force within his body had transformed into Qi Essence, far from reaching the level of Spirit Essence, and his flesh body had not been fully enhanced either.

However, Ye Feng had opened more acupoints, and thus he possessed a considerable amount of Qi Essence. Another very important point was his Divine Sense, which was far stronger than his opponent’s.

The advantage of having strong Divine Sense was that his perception was incredibly sharp and clear. Even though he couldn’t keep up in speed and couldn’t track the opponent’s movement with his naked eye, his strong Divine Sense allowed him to clearly perceive the opponent’s trajectory and even anticipate it in advance.

So before the opponent’s fierce and domineering Fist Edge could strike, Ye Feng’s figure had already dodged in anticipation, causing the young man in white to miss with his punch.

"Good kid, you can actually dodge!" the young man in white bit his teeth and coldly shouted, his figure twisted and charged again.

Ye Feng’s expression remained calm and undisturbed as he lightly dodged again, effortlessly avoiding the young man in white’s punches, which were like dragons and the Fist Momentum like tigers roaring fiercely, yet he could never land a hit on Ye Feng, not even coming close to touching a hair on him.

After more than a dozen consecutive misses, the young man in white finally realized the futility of his assault and had to stop, biting his teeth and angrily shouting, "Are you just going to dodge blindly, not daring to confront me head-on?"

Yet Ye Feng simply smiled lightly and said, "It seems that the power of your Foundation Establishment Mastery Body is not all that impressive after all."

The young man in white was infuriated. After all, he came from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans and possessed an innate pride. Now, he was being mocked by a mere mortal, which was something he could not tolerate.

"If that is the case, then let me show you what I’m capable of!" The young man in white declared, throwing the gourd in his hand, which flew out directly.

Under the infusion of his Spirit Essence, the gourd spun wildly in mid-air, releasing a series of dazzling golden lights. The golden lights converged, and then a beam of golden light shot out directly.

Ye Feng’s expression tightened, and he also slapped his wrist, flying out the Wushan Thunder Seal toward the golden light. What he didn’t expect was that the Wushan Thunder Seal had barely touched the golden light before it was torn apart by the terrifying beam and nearly exploded on the spot.

"Hmph, thinking that a mere treasure weapon could contend with my Golden Light Gourd, that’s truly overestimating oneself!" the young man in white scoffed disdainfully.