The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 518 - 527: A Punch [Five Updates]

Chapter 518: Chapter 527: A Punch [Five Updates]

After hearing Tan Jiming’s words, both Long Hang and Jiang Haoyuan displayed a hint of apprehension in their eyes.

Although they didn’t take Tan Jiming seriously, the Tan Family was not easy to deal with. Tan Jiming’s father held the highest command in the Beijiang Battlefield and was a mid-stage Legendary Martial King, his strength not inferior to the elders of the Long and Jiang Families.

If they truly killed Tan Jiming, it was likely that even the elders of their families couldn’t protect them.

Seeing the color of dread on their faces, Tan Jiming immediately said to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, hurry and leave, head back to the battlefield to find Lord Liu Mu. Lord Liu Mu will definitely keep you safe. I’ll hold them off, they won’t dare to do anything to me!"

However, Ye Feng remained completely relaxed, seemingly unconcerned, "I’ve arrived, so why leave without accomplishing anything?"

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, Tan Jiming was so angered he almost cursed, "Ye Feng, are you insane? You don’t have clearance, and now if they killed you, it would be completely justified. Do you no longer wish to live? They are early-stage Innate Grandmaster experts, you can’t possibly be their match!"

Ye Feng shook his head lightly, "Tan Jiming, step back. They’re just two pieces of trash, not worth mentioning, don’t worry."

"Scum, who are you calling trash!" Jiang Haoyuan and Long Hang were so furious that their faces turned scarlet and veins throbbed on their foreheads as they roared.

Yet, Ye Feng remained calm. Just as he was about to reply, he was interrupted by Tan Jiming, "Ye Feng, have you lost your mind? I told you to run. Do you want me to take a beating in vain? They are Grandmasters; you can’t defeat them!"

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, "Grandmasters, so what? Just trash..."

"Bastard!" Unable to restrain himself any longer, Long Hang took a step forward, ready to attack Ye Feng, but Tan Jiming quickly blocked Long Hang’s path, bellowing, "If you want to touch him, you’ll have to get through me first!"

"Get lost!" Long Hang sneered disdainfully and bellowed, raising his right hand to brutally slap Tan Jiming, who hurriedly raised his own right hand to shield his face.

Just as Long Hang’s slap was about to hit Tan Jiming, Ye Feng suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed Long Hang’s wrist.

A muffled "bang!" echoed, followed by a violent palm wind that vanished after traveling several meters.

Ye Feng held Long Hang’s wrist tightly, his hand not advancing an inch further, let alone harming Tan Jiming. Long Hang’s face showed utter surprise.

Although he had only used seventy percent of his strength for that slap, Ye Feng had caught it with such ease.

"Cur, release your filthy paw!" Long Hang glared at Ye Feng, commanding loudly.

In Long Hang’s eyes, Ye Feng’s hand was as repugnant as a soil-digging claw.

Tan Jiming, anxious and angry, yelled, "Ye Feng, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you understand what I’m saying? I told you to go, why won’t you leave? Don’t you know, they are Grandmaster experts, you couldn’t possibly..."

"Bang!" Before Tan Jiming could even finish speaking, Ye Feng’s other hand clenched into a fist and slammed into Long Hang’s stomach, the fist burying itself deep.

Long Hang’s face twisted in pain as he stared at Ye Feng in shock, immediately feeling as though a storm raged in his stomach and his internal organs were about to shatter, the agony reaching its peak.

Ye Feng withdrew his fist and then let go of Long Hang’s other hand.

"You..." Long Hang managed to utter only a single syllable before he couldn’t say another word.

Long Hang’s face turned beet red, his body trembling as he then staggered backward step by step.

"Wow~" After stumbling back three steps, Long Hang couldn’t hold back any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, pain flashing across his eyes, and then slowly bent over.

"Wow~~" Soon after, Long Hang spat out another mouthful of fresh blood and lay down on the ground, clutching his stomach, writhing continuously in extreme agony.

Jiang Haoxuan was completely dumbfounded upon witnessing this scene. He hadn’t expected that Long Hang, a respected Innate-stage Grandmaster, would be brought to such a state by a single punch from Ye Feng.

"Long Hang, you... you... are you okay?" Jiang Haoxuan asked, looking at Long Hang.

However, Long Hang did not respond to Jiang Haoxuan, instead pressing on his stomach and opening his mouth to spit out yet another mouthful of blood.

"Holy shit, isn’t this a bit too exaggerated, bro?" Jiang Haoxuan couldn’t believe the immense power behind Ye Feng’s punch.

Ye Feng looked indifferently at Jiang Haoxuan, "It’s your turn now, kneel down and apologize!"

Enraged, Jiang Haoxuan yelled at Ye Feng, "I kneel to your..."

"Slap!" However, Jiang Haoxuan couldn’t even finish saying the "ma" in "your mom" before Ye Feng slapped him across the face, the crisp sound echoing clearly around them.

The fiery, scorching sensation invaded Jiang Haoxuan’s cheek, who felt an intense pain.

His entire face instantly swelled up, and his ears rang unceasingly.

Jiang Haoxuan glared at Ye Feng, "You bastard, how dare you hit me!"

"Slap!" Another slap landed heavily on Jiang Haoxuan’s face, the pain nearly bringing him to tears, as Ye Feng said coldly, "Kneel down!"

With this slap, Jiang Haoxuan’s entire face swelled up like a pig’s head, utterly humiliating.

Jiang Haoxuan, furious, had never been hit like this before, "Fuck, you..."

"Kneel down!" Ye Feng shouted again, delivering another heavy slap to Jiang Haoxuan’s face.

"Slap!" That heavy slap struck Jiang Haoxuan square in the face, the pain causing his tears to flow out, as he glared at Ye Feng, trying to speak.

"Kneel down!" Ye Feng roared once more, and before Jiang Haoxuan could utter a word, Ye Feng’s hand came slapping across, hitting him hard on the face.

"Kneel down!" However, before Jiang Haoxuan could recover, Ye Feng slapped him again. Jiang tried to block it, raising his arm and wrapping it with True Essence.

Ye Feng’s slap came down, striking Jiang Haoxuan’s arm wrapped in True Essence...