Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 273 - 0233: The Humiliated Mao Yu

Chapter 273: Chapter 0233: The Humiliated Mao Yu

"Hehe! I was just joking with Ye."

"Xu Tianhao from the Xu Family broke the rules himself. Ye stepping in could be considered fair play."

"Today’s Jiangnan City Martial Arts Tournament also ended perfectly, with the first place going to Ye without a doubt."

The originally gloomy-faced Mao Yu.

His expression changed instantly.

He burst into laughter directly.

It seemed that everything that just happened was merely a joke he played.

"Is this a slap followed by a sweet date?"

"What can be done, after all, Mao Yu is an Intermediate War General Martial Artist and a Guardian Strongman of Jiangnan City. His status and position are there, what waves can Ye Qingfeng stir up?"

"Does this count as Lord Mao Yu conceding?"

"Not conceding, more like playing with Ye Qingfeng! Anyway, he suffered no loss."

Mao Yu’s move was executed to perfection.

It was like slapping Ye Qingfeng, and he couldn’t even say anything.

This was blatant humiliation.

And Mao Yu just played a word game.

"Even if you suffer a bit, gain some experience!"

Guo Jianfeng shook his head.

With a wry smile in his heart.

"The little guy is still too young, how will he deal with this!"

Even though his understanding of Mao Yu’s shamelessness was refreshed,

Zhao Wenman still lazily looked at Ye Qingfeng.

There was a smile in her beautiful eyes as well.

"Oh! It doesn’t matter... everyone makes mistakes."

Ye Qingfeng smiled and said.

"Hmm! Looks like Ye Qingfeng conceded!"

"What else can he do, follow Mao Yu relentlessly with a narrow heart? Ye Qingfeng is still growing and is no match for Mao Yu."

"I suppose standing in Ye Qingfeng’s position, no one would do better than him!"

Everyone sighed.

"As long as it’s okay!"

Song Yu patted her soft chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"Sigh!"

Guo Jianfeng sighed as well.

He didn’t know if Ye Qingfeng’s way was right or wrong!

"Heh heh! Mao Yu’s approach is somewhat mind-boggling."

"Hopefully, today’s humiliation can become a demon barrier on Ye Qingfeng’s martial path."

Reidy smirked coldly.

These War General Strongmen think more than ordinary people and ordinary martial artists.

The martial path values unwavering progress and a steadfast mind.

Perhaps in the future, when Ye Qingfeng is cultivating, he’ll think of Mao Yu’s words.

Today’s humiliation.

Many genius martial artists fell at the heart demon hurdle.

"Little guy, you’re not that exceptional either!"

Zhao Wenman blinked her beautiful eyes and whispered a sentence.

There was a hint of pity perhaps!

Sometimes, mind is more important than realm.

"Mao Yu, are you considered human?"

"Hammered a needle a thousand times, up and down the fabric, eyes on the butt, recognizing clothes not people."

Ye Qingfeng shrugged, directly calling Mao Yu by name.

He said a sentence.

Wow!

Ye Qingfeng’s words instantly caused a buzz throughout Siege Square.

This was killing without blood, cursing without vulgarity!

"How satisfying, this needle poem perfectly describes Mao Yu."

At this moment, Guo Jianfeng laughed heartily.

Mao Yu didn’t dare touch Ye Qingfeng because of Lord Bai Xiong.

But he harbored murderous intent inside.

This was complete petty behavior.

The poem was a perfect satire of Mao Yu.

"You..."

Mao Yu, who originally had a smiling face, suddenly turned pale.

Inside, there was extreme anger rising.

The idea of killing Ye Qingfeng was incredibly strong.

"Within a year, I’ll definitely slay you!"

Ye Qingfeng was not afraid of Mao Yu at all.

He spoke with boundless momentum.

Dominance, boundless dominance.

Not only did he curse Mao Yu without vulgarity, but also declared that he would slay this Intermediate War General within a year.

What kind of invincible self-confidence is this?

It’s simply soaring straight to the heavens.

"Good! I’ll be waiting for you..."

Mao Yu snorted coldly.

He finally left in anger.

He still restrained himself from attacking and killing Ye Qingfeng on the spot.

After all, Zhao Wenman was right beside him.

If he made a move, Zhao Wenman would surely block him.

Zhao Wenman’s identity and strength made Mao Yu very apprehensive.

So, he chose to leave.

After all, staying here only meant enduring humiliation.

"Congratulations, Divine Guard, on gaining an incredible member, but ultimately, this world relies on strength to speak."

"A genius, until they grow up, counts for nothing."

Reidy also left behind some words and then left.

If Zhao Wenman hadn’t been here today,

Mao Yu probably would’ve acted as an assassin.

No matter how incredible Ye Qingfeng was, he would end up as a mound of yellow earth.

But how could Reidy know Ye Qingfeng’s trump card?

The saying goes, "A frog in a well cannot talk of the ocean; a summer insect cannot talk of ice."

Of course, Ye Qingfeng naturally didn’t care about these.

Reidy, Mao Yu, and others were just ants to him.

His goals on Earth and vision weren’t in the Mortal World, but in the Extraordinary Realm.

Let alone these people.

"Ye, I hope to see you again in Southern Base City!"

Zhao Wenman blinked her beautiful eyes at Ye Qingfeng.

Her gaze had a glint of interest.

In fact, Zhao Wenman wasn’t very interested in the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Tournament.

If it weren’t for Ye Qingfeng’s mysterious aura, which piqued her curiosity like a cat’s claws scratching her heart,

she would’ve left long ago.

Moreover, Jiangnan City was now in a safe state.

As a Guardian Strongman, she didn’t need to stay in Jiangnan City all the time.

After saying that, Zhao Wenman left behind a lazy beautiful silhouette.

Then gracefully walked away.

"Uncle Guo, I’ll leave you with the mess here. As for my rewards, just give them to the Song Family."

Ye Qingfeng shrugged, uninterested in joining the power division of Jiangnan City.

However, he would help the Song Family if he could.

"Roar!"

Instantly, members of the Song Family erupted in excitement, cheering loudly.

And Mr. Song also nodded in satisfaction.

The bet he placed on Ye Qingfeng had finally paid off massively.

Fortunately, the Song Family didn’t strike the Bai Family when they were down.

Didn’t target Ye Qingfeng.

Otherwise, the outcome would’ve been extremely tragic.

"In the future, will our gap become larger?"

Song Shuyao looked at Ye Qingfeng’s back.

Her heart was filled with both joy and bitterness.

After all, comparing their current statuses,

it was like fireflies and the Bright Moon.

"Perhaps you’ll meet a more outstanding girl! But can you not forget me..."

In Song Shuyao’s beautiful eyes, there was a trace of faint sadness.

"Sis! You can’t just give up like that..."

Song Shuhao heard Song Shuyao’s voice.

He couldn’t help but comfort her with a sentence.

"What else can I do..."

Song Shuyao smiled bitterly.

"Like Sister Song Yu!"

Song Shuhao pointed at Song Yu.