Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 216: You Know My Strength

Chapter 216: Chapter 216: You Know My Strength

Following Hao Zhiyuan’s instructions, the subordinate went to open the door, and a young man dressed in black with an indifferent expression strode in, walking straight into the Hao Family’s main hall.

It was Ye Fei!

Seeing Ye Fei’s youthful appearance, his light footsteps, and a demeanor so understated it was almost negligible,

everyone in the Hao Family wore expressions of ridicule, further solidifying their belief that Ye Fei’s reputation was undeserved.

Thus, Hao Zhiyuan was the first to sneer coldly, saying, "So you are the so-called strongest Martial King in Su Province, praised as someone who defeated Shangguan Jingyun, forced Gui Xuzi to surrender, killed Wang Tian, and crushed Luo Wenchang? Mr. Ye?"

"That’s correct."

Ye Fei replied flatly.

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as Ye Fei admitted it, the hall erupted with uproarious laughter.

Since they were convinced in their hearts that Ye Fei’s reputation was misaligned with reality, these claims seemed utterly absurd to them.

Ye Fei’s acknowledgment only added to their amusement.

Even Hao Jian had the urge to mock Ye Fei outright, but looking at his father Hao Zhiyuan present, he restrained the impulse to immediately move forward and finish Ye Fei.

He merely smirked coldly from the side.

Hao Zhiyuan also shook his head lightly, smiling as he said, "Mr. Ye, what brings you to my Hao Family today? Could it be that after killing Elder Liu, you’ve come to apologize?"

"Of course not."

Ye Fei shook his head slightly, then said expressionlessly, "I’m just here to see if your Hao Family has any reason to continue existing."

"Outrageous!"

Upon hearing Ye Fei’s words, Hao Zhiyuan slapped the nearby wooden carved table into two pieces with his palm.

The Hao Family had stood for hundreds of years, weathering countless storms.

No one had ever dared to boast so flagrantly in their house, questioning whether the Hao Family had the right to exist!

The other elders of the Hao Family instantly restrained their smiles and stood up one by one.

A tremendous display of martial artist aura unfolded in an instant, surging toward Ye Fei like raging waves.

Yet Ye Fei remained utterly unperturbed, as though he sensed nothing at all.

Watching this, Hao Zhiyuan furrowed his brow slightly.

The collective aura of so many Hao Family elders was no laughing matter.

But Ye Fei showed no reaction whatsoever, which contradicted Du Min’s account!

However, at this moment, Hao Jian seemed to perceive his father’s doubts and stepped forward immediately, saying, "Father, this brat has naturally used some tricks to fabricate all those exaggerated rumors. But since Du Min witnessed firsthand that he needed the combined effort of three to ambush Elder Liu, it must be accurate! No need to dwell on it!"

Hearing Hao Jian’s remarks, Hao Zhiyuan nodded slightly, thinking it likely Ye Fei had employed some secret technique to withstand the auras of the elders.

However, resisting aura was one thing; true strength was something else entirely!

Combined with Ye Fei’s audacity to utter such arrogant words about evaluating the Hao Family’s right to exist,

Hao Zhiyuan immediately snorted coldly and said, "Ye boy, you’re utterly conceited! Do you really believe that laughable talk of the strongest Martial King makes everyone afraid of you?"

"Let me tell you, Ye boy! Your strength may be unknown to others, but my Hao Family is perfectly clear about it! So let me advise you—kneel down immediately and repent for Elder Liu’s death, and perhaps I’ll consider leaving you a whole corpse!"

"You claim to know my strength?" Ye Fei responded, somewhat amused.

After advancing to the Golden Core Early Stage, Ye Fei hadn’t fully unleashed his strength.

Even in his battle with Wang Tong, he had only revealed about eighty percent of his power.

In other words, even Ye Fei himself was unsure of his true capability—how could these Hao Family members possibly know?

What Ye Fei was thinking, Hao Zhiyuan couldn’t discern.

Seeing that Ye Fei seemed doubtful, Hao Zhiyuan immediately turned to his son Hao Jian. Hao Jian caught the cue and smirked mockingly as he said, "The rumors outside claim you’re the strongest Martial King. If you truly managed to kill a Half-step Innate Elder Liu, then why did you need three people to ambush him?"

"Ambush? What are you talking about?"

Hao Jian’s words managed to confuse Ye Fei.

But Hao Jian continued with a cold laugh: "What? Still don’t admit it? Seems you really won’t give up until you reach the Yellow River! If that’s the case, let me experience the so-called strongest Martial King’s prowess for myself. Once I take you down, let’s see how you continue to deny it!"

With that, Hao Jian eagerly leapt forward, throwing a punch straight toward Ye Fei’s face.

The force of the punch was completely concentrated on his fist, appearing as though an invisible glove encased it, generating an extraordinary and majestic momentum.

Even the surroundings resonated with shrill sounds of the air being split due to Hao Jian’s punch.

"That’s our Hao Family’s renowned Wind-controlling Fist! The Young Master actually used this technique right away, and judging by its execution, it seems he’s already mastered eighty percent of its nuances!" A long-browed elder remarked.

Beside him, a bald elder shook his head and said, "The Young Master is too impatient; using the Wind-controlling Fist against Ye boy is truly overkill! The Young Master is already at the Late Stage of Hua Realm. With the Wind-controlling Fist, his prowess practically rivals a Half-step Innate. He’s almost on par with Elder Liu!"

"Exactly!"

The long-browed elder smiled and said, "This boy needed three people and ambush tactics just to injure Elder Liu—and didn’t even kill him outright. Clearly, his strength is far inferior to Elder Liu’s. The Young Master’s strike here should easily overpower him!"

Sitting at the head of the room, Hao Zhiyuan wore a cold smile.

It was obvious he agreed with the assessments of the elders.

In Hao Zhiyuan’s eyes, Hao Jian defeating Ye Fei was inevitable.

The only remaining interest was in seeing if Ye Fei possessed any special tricks that might make Hao Jian expend extra effort.

Or perhaps, how many moves Hao Jian would need to subdue Ye Fei!

"Heh! Boy, the reputation of my Hao Family—and my opportunity to rise to fame—rests solely on you!"

By this point, Hao Jian was brimming with confidence.

As he threw punches, he sneered, "So, boy, become the stepping stone for my Hao Family’s ascent and my personal glory!"

With that, Hao Jian’s Wind-controlling Fist arrived in front of Ye Fei.

Hao Jian seemed to already envision Ye Fei being struck by his punch, with his inner strength dissipating and forced to kneel before him.

But right at that moment, Ye Fei suddenly moved!

Ye Fei simply extended a single finger to meet Hao Jian’s Wind-controlling Fist.

Seeing this, Hao Jian burst into laughter: "Idiot! Truly a fool! A single finger? Do you think one finger can block my Wind-controlling Fist? Utter lunacy..."

Before finishing his words, Hao Jian nearly bit his tongue.

Because he realized his fist had stopped moving!

The thing stopping his fist was indeed Ye Fei’s single finger.

More shockingly, he could feel from that finger a weight akin to Mount Taishan, rendering his fist incapable of advancing even a fraction!

"Impossible..." Hao Jian’s eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before him.

But while Hao Jian froze, Ye Fei didn’t hesitate.

Ye Fei’s finger slightly curved and then flicked forward forcefully, as he coldly said, "Leave."

Boom!

A streak of black light thundered forth.

Hao Jian was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than his attack, crashing headfirst through the wall adorned with an enormous ink painting at the head of the room—his fate unknown.

The others were all left dumbstruck, staring at the broken wall where Hao Jian had landed, stunned into silence.