Best Young Master
Chapter 117 - 111 [Knock Out All Teeth]

Chapter 117: Chapter 111 [Knock Out All Teeth]

"You little bastard, you’re asking for death!"

Ye Fan’s even more arrogant words rang in his ears, and Yang Qing’s face changed with anger as his war intent burst forth instantly, ready to take on Ye Fan on the spot.

"Mr. Yang, don’t be hasty!" Seeing this, Lin Ao Feng reached out to stop Yang Qing and said, "Let him jump around a bit longer."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing glared at Lin Ao Feng with a face as dark as iron, as if asking why.

"It seems that the Yanhuang Organization’s people have arrived."

Lin Ao Feng pointed ahead, and as Yang Qing looked in the direction indicated, he saw a Toyota Land Cruiser approaching, frowning at Ye Fan, "You little bastard, I’ll let you live a little longer in this world!"

Ignoring Yang Qing’s shouting, Ye Fan and Su Yuxin, along with others, also turned their gaze behind them, watching the Toyota Land Cruiser as it drove up.

Soon, under everyone’s watch, the Toyota Land Cruiser slowly decelerated and finally came to a stop just five meters away from the crowd.

Whoosh—

The car door opened, and Jiang Nian, the Yanhuang Organization’s Jiangnan Province head, stepped out of the car, his face expressionless as he walked toward the crowd.

Jiang Nian?

Seeing Jiang Nian, Lin Ao Feng’s expression slightly changed; clearly... he hadn’t expected this fight to alarm Jiang Nian.

While Yang Qing’s anger and arrogance diminished somewhat—he could sense the presence of an Early Innate Martial Artist’s aura emanating from Jiang Nian.

Although Ye Fan also noticed that Jiang Nian was an Early Innate Martial Artist, his face remained calm.

If you do nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear.

He hadn’t done anything to endanger society; whether Jiang Nian was powerful or not had nothing to do with him!

"I am Jiang Nian, the Yanhuang Organization’s head for Jiangnan."

Soon, Jiang Nian approached the group and spoke without expression, "I’ve been informed that Hongwu Sect disciple Yang Qing has challenged Ye Fan, the deputy general manager of the Lv Hu Group Jiangnan Company. I want to know if you have already signed a life-and-death contract?"

"Master Jiang Nian, we have already signed it," Lin Ao Feng said, stepping forward first.

"Are you a party involved?" Jiang Nian gave Lin Ao Feng a cold glance.

Lin Ao Feng shrank back, not daring to make a sound, but handed the life-and-death contract to Yang Qing, who stepped forward with it in hand, "This is the life-and-death contract."

Jiang Nian took it with one hand, and after scanning it quickly and seeing the signatures of both parties, he said coldly, "According to the regulations of the Yanhuang Organization, when martial artists challenge each other and sign contracts, the Yanhuang Organization does not intervene. However...after the match ends, regardless of life or death, neither party shall pursue the other’s responsibility, nor seek revenge! Otherwise, the Yanhuang Organization will spare no expense to punish the violator—do you understand?"

"Understood."

Ye Fan and Yang Qing almost replied in unison.

"Good to understand. To prevent either side from using any ’Forbidden Techniques’, as per the orders from above, I will act as the supervisor and referee for this fight for life and death," Jiang Nian said coldly. "According to the agreement, both parties will fight for life and death inside the Jianghu Club, is there a venue there?"

"Yes!"

Lin Ao Feng hesitated, but still answered first.

"In that case, please enter the club’s venue for the fight," Jiang Nian said without scolding Lin Ao Feng this time, his voice grave, "Those who are watching must stay far away to prevent accidental injuries."

As Jiang Nian’s words rang in their ears, neither Ye Fan nor Yang Qing’s side had any objections.

"Hmph!"

Yang Qing snorted coldly at Ye Fan and took the lead with Lin Ao Feng into the club, while Ye Fan and the others followed behind, with Jiang Nian trailing at the end.

About two minutes later, the group arrived at an open space in front of the clubhouse’s main building.

The ground was entirely paved with marble, very smooth, and on several marble stones, one could faintly see red bloodstains.

Those were left by Ye Fan on the day of his great slaughter.

"Brother Ye Fan, you must give that bastard a harsh lesson!"

Seeing the familiar main building, Situ Ruoshui was once again reminded of that day’s events. She clenched her fists and cheered for Ye Fan.

"Don’t worry, Ruoshui Goddess, Brother Ye will definitely beat that idiot in seconds!"

Originally, Su Jindi was filled with confidence in Ye Fan deep down. Affected by the emotions of Su Yuxin and Sister Liuli on the way here, he started to worry, but after seeing Ye Fan’s dominant performance in front of Yang Qing, all his worries instantly vanished, and he had absolute faith in Ye Fan!

As Su Jindi finished speaking, Su Yuxin couldn’t help but step forward, extending her hands and slowly adjusting Ye Fan’s collar.

At that moment, she was like a wife sending off her husband on a long journey, her expression tender and her movements careful.

After doing all this, she lifted her head, looked at Ye Fan deeply, said nothing, and then returned to her original position.

At this time, silence was more powerful than sound.

Situ Ruoshui was momentarily stunned by this scene, while Su Liuli was experiencing a mix of emotions—worry, envy, and an indescribable sense of loss.

"Ye Fan!"

Suddenly, as Ye Fan was turning to walk towards the open space, the emotionally conflicted Su Liuli couldn’t help but call out to him.

Whoosh!

At Su Liuli’s call, Su Yuxin and the others all turned their gaze towards her, and Ye Fan also stopped walking, looking at her with puzzlement.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on her, Su Liuli felt an inexplicable nervousness, her heart rate accelerating to a terrifying speed, and her mind went blank.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing Su Liuli not speaking, Ye Fan asked with confusion.

"That... That, a man’s word is his bond. Since you’ve promised to cure Yu Xin, you must make it happen!"

Upon Ye Fan’s inquiry, Su Liuli quickly thought on her feet, using Su Yuxin as a shield to speak with conviction, "So, you must win this battle! And... You can’t let anything happen to you before you’ve cured Yu Xin!"

"All right!"

Seeing Su Liuli’s usual arrogance, Ye Fan responded with a wry smile.

"Why don’t you bring out his parents, aunts, and uncles, and give him warnings one by one?"

Seeing Ye Fan stall, Yang Qing began to laugh mockingly from the open space, "Why say so much to a dead man?"

"Is your mouth full of shit? Can you speak human language?"

Shocked by Yang Qing’s words, Su Liuli, as if provoked, retorted irritably, "Oh, I get it, you must be jealous, right? You wish someone were comforting you, but no one does. Don’t worry, when you die later, I’ll ask my Wangcai to take care of your corpse!"

"You slut, are you seeking death?"

As Hongwu Sect’s number one genius, Yang Qing was pampered by elders and envied by other disciples in his sect, never having experienced such insults.

As the words fell, before Yang Qing could do anything to Su Liuli, he was locked in by two dangerous gazes.

The gazes were owned by Jiang Nian and Ye Fan!

Among them, Jiang Nian’s eyes were sharp and filled with a warning that seemed to say to Yang Qing that if he dared to attack ordinary people, the Yanhuang Organization would stop at nothing to slay him!

As for Ye Fan’s gaze, it was one of absolute deathliness.

That’s right...

Suddenly, the smile vanished from Ye Fan’s face without a trace, leaving his gaze as lifeless as a walking corpse as he advanced toward Yang Qing, emitting an aura of deathly stillness.

For some reason, Ye Fan at this moment provoked an inexplicable sense of fear in Yang Qing’s heart, leaving his mind somewhat disturbed.

It wasn’t just him; Lin Ao Feng who stood not far behind him felt the same way.

In his view, even when Ye Fan had crippled Wang Dong three days earlier, it had not unsettled his mind as much as this moment.

Even Jiang Nian, who was acting as the referee, and Ye Wenhao, who was hidden in the shadows, were taken aback!

They could sense the terrifying murderous intent hidden behind that deathly air!

That murderous intent surprised both Jiang Nian and Ye Wenhao, who was concealed in the darkness!

What was happening?

Could it be a special cultivation technique?

Yang Qing and Lin Ao Feng, as well as Jiang Nian and Ye Wenhao, all wondered almost simultaneously within their hearts.

There was no answer.

They didn’t know why Ye Fan had suddenly become so deathly still.

"You little bastard, within ten moves, I will make your blood splatter right here!"

As Ye Fan stepped onto the clearing, Yang Qing’s unease intensified. In his anxious state, he continued to raise his war intent and bellowed towards Ye Fan.

It seemed he was using this method to dispel the unease in his heart.

There was no response.

Ye Fan simply stared at Yang Qing with that lifeless look and slowly walked toward him.

"Smack!"

Seeing this, Yang Qing channeled power into the sole of his right foot and stamped down hard, using the recoil to propel himself like an arrow released from a bow, rapidly shooting toward Ye Fan.

This move might have appeared simple, but Yang Qing had utilized a movement technique from Hong Fist, his speed lightning-fast.

"Die!"

The ten-meter distance closed in an instant, and Yang Qing swung his right fist, hurtling it with full force towards Ye Fan’s head!

—Gongzi Fuhu Fist!

When Yang Qing made a move, he unleashed the famously powerful Gongzi Fuhu Fist from the treasures of Hong Fist.

"Smack!"

As Yang Qing threw his punch, muscles and bones sang in harmony, internal organs resonated, and the sound of his fist whistled through the air like thunder, bursting, as it felt as if the air itself had exploded.

As the saying goes, "The proof of the mule is in the walking."

With this punch from Yang Qing, Jiang Nian on the side could tell that Yang Qing had indeed stepped into the Half-step Innate Realm and had cultivated his inner strength to be extremely forceful, showing signs of transitioning to Gang Jin; otherwise, he wouldn’t have produced a sound resembling an air burst.

While understanding all of this, he used his Spiritual Sense to read Ye Fan, trying to see how Ye Fan would deal with it.

Under Jiang Nian’s sensing, faced with Yang Qing’s ferocious punch, Ye Fan neither dodged nor flinched. His feet were planted firmly on the ground like nails, and his left hand suddenly swept out in a palm shape to meet Yang Qing’s fist.

Palm over fist!

"Smack!"

As fist met palm, Yang Qing felt as if his punch had struck a mountain; not only was his power nullified, but his fist also felt a scorching pain.

This left Yang Qing utterly shocked!

After blocking Yang Qing’s powerful punch with one palm, Ye Fan didn’t linger. Suddenly, his palm turned into a claw, grabbing hold of Yang Qing’s iron fist. His fingers were like steel hooks, reaching for the tendons and veins in Yang Qing’s hand!

"Get lost!"

Yang Qing roared, his right arm shaking like a spear, forcefully breaking free from Ye Fan’s eagle claw grab.

"Whoosh!"

Unmoved, Ye Fan expressionlessly swung out his right hand, his thumb and index finger forming pincers and rapidly reaching for Yang Qing’s Adam’s apple.

—Throat Lock!

This time, Ye Fan used the simple but effective Throat Lock, and with his strength, if he caught Yang Qing’s throat, Yang Qing would undoubtedly die!

Yang Qing seemed to understand this as well, not daring to be careless. He swung his left arm like a steel rod, lifting it quickly to block Ye Fan’s right hand.

Whoosh!

As if expecting this, Ye Fan’s right hand fingers loosened suddenly from the claw shape, turning palm once more, and with a flick of the wrist, he slapped towards Yang Qing’s mouth.

This change of move was both quick and abrupt, absolutely unpredictable!

Shocked, Yang Qing extended his arm again, pushing upwards with force in an attempt to block Ye Fan’s slap.

"Smack—"

The next moment.

The crisp sound of a slap rang out.

Although Yang Qing had tried his best, Ye Fan still managed to hit him across the mouth with three fingers, the force penetrating the lips and striking the teeth, instantly shattering two teeth and loosening others.

In pain, Yang Qing hastily retreated, flashing back more than ten meters.

"Ptui!"

Seeing that Ye Fan did not pursue the victory, Yang Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, spat out, and two broken teeth mixed with blood water fell out, landing on the bright marble floor in a startling sight.

"Don’t worry, I won’t let you die outright."

Ye Fan stared at Yang Qing with a deathly expression, slowly speaking in a tone that sent shivers down the spine, "Because of what you said earlier, I’ll knock out all your teeth and cut off your tongue before sending you to Hell!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and support. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)