The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 200 - 198: The Competition Begins

Chapter 200: Chapter 198: The Competition Begins

The host knew this was the elite black card from Dragon Country Bank, which required at least ten billion in deposits, and only those of noble identity were qualified to possess it. The host couldn’t believe it and was hesitant to confirm whether Ye Feng’s card was real.

Soon, several staff members arrived and used the card machine to swipe a whopping ten billion.

"Transaction successful!" The card machine quickly displayed the confirmation.

"Success! Mr. Ye Feng actually bet ten billion!" The host was stunned, and then shouted out loud.

"What!" Instantly, the whole place exploded with astonishment, with incredulous expressions in everyone’s eyes. It felt like they were dreaming; no one had expected that Ye Feng actually had ten billion.

"He really has ten billion!" Huang Rui, Tang Rui, Zhou Yu, and Li Ling shouted out in shock.

No matter how they looked at it, they couldn’t see Ye Feng as a wealthy person. Ye Feng had actually bet ten billion without turning red or skipping a beat, as if it was not even money, which was utterly shocking.

"Madman! This person is a complete madman, betting ten billion in the death challenge!"

"It’s a bit interesting, maybe he has some strength. I’ll bet on him winning five matches then!"

At this point, some people’s views on Ye Feng began to change, albeit only a minority of them.

"He’ll only win one match at most. Look at his physique, those soft muscles, so much weaker compared to an ordinary fighter. It’s laughable; he couldn’t possibly win many!" Huang Rui confidently said.

Even though Huang Rui was utterly defeated in terms of money compared to Ye Feng, he didn’t believe Ye Feng was that impressive.

"I’ll bet a thousand that he wins all ten matches," Li Ling said to the staff at that moment.

"Li Ling, have you gone crazy with Ye Feng too? Why would you bet on that?" Huang Rui and the others looked at Li Ling in shock.

Although Ye Feng had easily produced ten billion, that was just money. Money had nothing to do with fighting ability.

Li Ling shook her head helplessly: "After all, Ye Feng and I are classmates. If he really dies, this thousand will be my support for him before his death..."

"Suit yourself then..." Huang Rui shook his head.

Quickly, twenty minutes passed, and the host announced, "Now the first match begins, let’s welcome Mr. Ye Feng’s first opponent, Fierce Tiger!"

"Ah~~" Fierce Tiger let out a roar and rushed onto the stage, his massive body like a small mountain, creating a huge visual impact. Fierce Tiger was the one who had fought with Wild Wolf and was defeated.

Ye Feng stepped onto the stage. In front of Fierce Tiger, Feng looked like a skinny monkey in front of a ferocious tiger.

Everyone felt a sense of helplessness, thinking that Ye Feng was just going to his death.

In the special spectator seats of the arena, an elderly man in a black Zhongshan suit looked at Ye Feng indifferently.

This elder was the supervisor of the arena and also the chief steward of Prince Mansion, named Hu Ba.

Hu Ba casually spoke, "So this is the young man who took on our death challenge?"

The staff member beside him nodded, and Hu Ba said, "After all, he’s brought our arena ten billion. Don’t let him die, leave him alive. After all, someone who can come up with ten billion at once probably holds a significant position in Dragon Country. Recently, we should try to minimize friction with Dragon Country."

"Yes, sir!" Hu Ba’s subordinate replied.

Hu Ba was clear that Dragon Country had recently been plundered of precious materials by Y. If a significant figure from Dragon Country were to have an incident in Y now, then Dragon Country could justifiably enter Y to investigate. So, he did not want any fatalities.

At this moment, Fierce Tiger looked at Ye Feng with madness in his eyes. Just now, he was defeated by Wild Wolf and was very depressed. Speaking a twisted form of Dragon Country’s language, he said, "Boy, I will tear you apart!"

"The match begins!" the host loudly declared.

"Ah!" With a roar, Fierce Tiger quickly charged towards Ye Feng.

In the blink of an eye, Fierce Tiger reached Ye Feng and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

"Not good, Ye Feng is done for!" With Fierce Tiger’s natural brute strength, being caught by him meant even an average External Force Martial Artist would be strangled to death. Ye Feng, appearing so weak, everyone thought he was surely done for.

"Ye Feng!" Li Ling called out worriedly.

"Boom!" But at that moment, Ye Feng instantly raised his hand and landed a light punch on Fierce Tiger’s abdomen.

A muffled sound echoed; Ye Feng’s seemingly simple punch sunk deep into Fierce Tiger’s belly. A gust of fist wind penetrated Fierce Tiger’s stomach, blasting out seven or eight meters away.

Fierce Tiger’s body bent like a bow before he knelt on the ground.

Fierce Tiger’s body shook continuously, his eyes rolling back as he then stopped breathing, collapsing to the ground, completely unconscious.

...

The entire place fell silent, everyone looking at Ye Feng in shock, feeling utterly unexpected.

"Victory!" Those who had bet on Ye Feng’s win in the first match shouted out excitedly.

"How is this possible!" The crowd cried out in shock. They hadn’t expected Fierce Tiger, who had fought several rounds with Wild Wolf before being defeated, to be so easily overcome by Ye Feng in front of them.

The crowd was immersed in shock, completely taken aback by Ye Feng’s strength.

"Ye Feng is actually so powerful!" Zhou Yu and Tang Rui both opened their mouths in surprise.

Even Huang Rui was astonished but shook his head, "Useless. In the arena, there are four Grandmaster-level fighters. No matter how powerful Ye Feng is, he won’t be able to defeat those grandmasters. Don’t even think about it."

"Oh? He’s quite capable." The chief steward said calmly, looking at Ye Feng.

Then, the chief steward looked towards a middle-aged man emanating a chilly murderous aura beside him and asked, "Master Lee, what do you make of this young man’s strength?"

Master Lee spoke indifferently, "Judging by the power of his punch, which was wrapped in Inner Strength, he should have damaged Fierce Tiger’s viscera. This young man is a Martial Arts prodigy. I estimate he’s in the later stages of Inner Strength, possibly even at the peak."

"Later stages of Inner Strength?" Hu Ba nodded, unconcerned: "Let him win a few matches then. In the end, we’re the ones making money. As long as he doesn’t pass all ten, it’s fine."