The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 528 - 537: Overwhelming [First Update]

Chapter 528: Chapter 537: Overwhelming [First Update]

True Essence Han Ming, who had been standing with his arms crossed and a cold expression on his face, was frightened out of his wits when he saw Ye Feng suddenly appear in front of him. Instinctively, he threw a punch towards Ye Feng, but before Han Ming’s fist could touch him,

Ye Feng delivered a heavy slap, fiercely striking Han Ming’s face.

"Take that for showing off!" Ye Feng roared, his powerful slap twisting Han Ming’s facial features grotesquely, causing him to grimace in pain, unable to control his own body as he heavily smashed towards the ground with Ye Feng’s palm following through, driving Han Ming’s face vertically into the earth.

"Boom!" A muffled sound erupted, and in an instant, debris rolled chaotically, creating a large crater on the platform.

Han Ming, dazed and confused, couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, along with a few teeth, feeling his head engulfed in chaos, ears buzzing, completely unable to regain clarity.

With just one slap, Ye Feng had robbed Han Ming of his fighting strength.

"How is this possible!" Everyone watching was shocked and screamed aloud.

They had not expected Ye Feng to be so formidable, defeating Long Chengzhi, Jiang Haoqing, and Han Ming in a blink of an eye, and all the while Ye Feng had only used his right hand freely.

Gao Zhipeng, who had been supremely calm, had a ghastly look on his face after witnessing this scene; he now understood that Ye Feng was not as weak as he had imagined, but in fact, much stronger.

"Whoosh!" In a flash, Gao Zhipeng accelerated to his utmost speed, unable to stand still any longer, and decided to take the initiative to strike, rushing to Ye Feng’s face in the blink of an eye with True Essence bursting forth, and punching towards Ye Feng.

Gao Zhipeng’s punch seemed to dent the very air itself, with a succession of crisp sounds exploding through it, and it was about to hit Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng’s eyes still held a disdainful look as he extended his right hand straight out, stretching like a spear, piercing through the air at breakneck speed, like a bolt of lightning, arriving in front of Gao Zhipeng instantly. Gao Zhipeng couldn’t even touch Ye Feng before Ye Feng’s hand grabbed his neck, lifting him up like a chicken.

"Thud!" Ye Feng’s hand tightly clenched Gao Zhipeng’s neck, making him feel as if his neck were about to shatter from the intense pain, to the point where he tasted sweetness in his throat and a mouthful of fresh blood spilled out.

"Ugh~~" As he spat out the blood, a look of astonishment filled Gao Zhipeng’s eyes.

He had not anticipated that Ye Feng, with only one hand, could easily defeat him. After being gripped by the neck by Ye Feng, Gao Zhipeng felt as if he had lost control over his own body, utterly devoid of any strength to resist.

The crowd was thrown into shock once more, screaming: "How is this possible!"

Wave after wave of impact shook the audience deeply, leaving them in utter disbelief and far beyond their comprehension as they couldn’t fathom what they were witnessing before their eyes.

If Ye Feng had simply defeated Han Ming and the others before, that would have been one thing, but now Gao Zhipeng was a Half-step Legend, significantly more powerful than Han Ming and the others. Yet, in front of Ye Feng, he was still utterly ineffective, swiftly defeated by Ye Feng without the slightest chance.

The arena boiled over with excitement, utterly baffled as to how Ye Feng had achieved this, especially considering Ye Feng appeared so much younger than Gao Zhipeng and the others, yet was so incredibly strong.

It was well known that the four of them represented the strongest of the young generation from all of the Heavenly Dragon Town, but in the face of Ye Feng, they seemed like children who couldn’t even free a chicken from its restraints, easily toyed with by Ye Feng.

"How is this possible!" Gao Zhipeng’s pride felt enormously wounded, and he was completely unable to accept it. He had thought he was among the best of his generation, and even if someone were stronger than him, they couldn’t be that much stronger. But now, having seen Ye Feng, he was in despair.

Until Ye Feng defeated them, they had not been able to gauge Ye Feng’s depth or just how strong he really was.

Ye Feng remained impassive and relaxed, showing no emotional fluctuations, as if he had done something very simple and effortless, like eating or drinking, unworthy of any boasting on his part.

Ye Feng said indifferently, "I told you, to deal with a few weaklings like you, one hand is enough. Did you really think I was joking?"

Ye Feng’s voice echoed clearly throughout the square, and everyone heard his words distinctly.

The crowd was unable to accept it; they had thought Ye Feng was joking, arrogant, presumptuous, but now they understood that Ye Feng was merely stating a fact, not boasting.

"Damn it, let go of Brother Gao Zhipeng!" At that moment, Wu Yike bellowed, maximizing his energy as his powerful True Essence enveloped his thighs.

Wu Yike approached from behind Ye Feng, his legs sweeping through the void like a whip, viciously lashing towards Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng stayed still without any intent to dodge, holding Gao Zhipeng aloft and looking disdainful.

Everyone thought Ye Feng had not reacted in time. Wu Yike, full of confidence, whipped up gusts with his kick, causing ripples in the air and the sound of sonic booms to resound.

"Thump!" Suddenly, Wu Yike’s strike smashed into Ye Feng.

The crowd believed Ye Feng was doomed to lose; no matter how formidable Ye Feng was, if he took a direct hit from Wu Yike, he would be severely injured or even defeated.

"Crack~~" A sound of bones breaking echoed around, and everyone thought it was the sound of Ye Feng’s bones shattering.