Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 630 - 625: Just One Punch, They’ve Gone Mad!
Yaji's face changed dramatically; that voice was none other than Ye Feng's, who was right behind him!
At the same time, Yaji had already felt an immensely strong aura emanating from behind him, much stronger than his own. Without time to think, he retracted his claws and instantly generated a blood-colored shield as he turned around, only to see Ye Feng with a stern face, his fist already hurtling towards him with the fierce power of Spirit Essence.
Sensing the power of Ye Feng's punch, Yaji's expression darkened even further. Although the punch had not yet landed, he could feel its formidable strength, and he feared he might not be able to withstand it!
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Ye Feng's Emperor's Divine Dragon Fist had already struck the blood-colored shield shielding him.
Bang!
A loud noise erupted as Yaji frantically exerted his strength to reinforce his blood-colored shield, but against Ye Feng's Emperor's Divine Dragon Fist, it was all in vain. In the blink of an eye when the fist hit the shield, the blood-colored shield was pierced, and the golden glow-wrapped fist was already smashing towards Yaji's chest.
"No!!"
Panic filled Yaji's eyes; he hadn't expected Ye Feng's punch to be so powerful that it could pierce through his fully concentrated Blood Shield in an instant. He had no time for further defense; everything happened too quickly, and he could only watch as Ye Feng's punch solidly struck his chest.
Thump!
Ye Feng's powerful punch knocked Yaji back, his chest caving in as he spurted a mouthful of fresh blood and his body instantly flew backward, turning into a shadow. In just a moment, Yaji's figure was blasted out of Arena Three, resulting in his immediate disqualification!
Yaji, who had been flung out of the ring, crashed to the ground. His aura, once so mighty, had weakened significantly. He rose from the ground, his chest utterly collapsed, clearly with several broken ribs, but vampires are known for their strong regenerative abilities. Moreover, Ye Feng hadn't used his full strength with that punch—it was merely enough to knock him out of the ring. Now, Yaji's chest was slowly healing.
The shocked Yaji stood up, staring blankly at Ye Feng on Arena Three.
He had been defeated, and with just a single move!
Though he wasn't seriously injured, he had been sent out of the ring. He was completely unable to resist Ye Feng's punch and was thoroughly defeated, no match for Ye Feng at all. He even felt there was an insurmountable chasm of power between them.
Thinking back on how he had dared to mock Ye Feng so arrogantly just moments before, his face grew even more ashen. This defeat also meant that he had no chance to be among the top ten in this Talent Ranking martial arts tournament, and the Source Secret Realm was now out of his reach.
A disheartened Yaji, with a flap of his black wings, flew straight towards the gate of the city. What followed was no longer his concern. Ye Feng had dealt him a deep blow; such a disparity in strength left him feeling despondent. To make matters worse, he had boasted in public, vowing to knock Ye Feng off the stage, only to be effortlessly annihilated by Ye Feng himself. How could he have any face to stay here?
Many on the high platform who had been watching Arena Three were dumbstruck, never expecting this turn of events.
Just moments ago, they still believed that Ye Feng was merely an empty shell with an inflated reputation and no exceptional strength. But now, the Vampire Divine Court's second-ranked prodigy, Yaji, had taken the stage only to be dispatched by Ye Feng with a single move, stunning everyone witnessing it.
A punch, indeed!
Just a single punch!
They had seen with their own eyes how Ye Feng had only used one punch to take down Yaji who was at mid-level standard among the Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm. It all seemed incredibly surreal.
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"Who was it that just said Northern Border King Ye Feng wasn't strong?"
Some strong individuals clicked their tongues, their eyes filled with shock as they gazed at Ye Feng on the stage.
"Definitely not me who said it, but isn't this Northern Border King Ye Feng a bit too monstrous?"
Someone swallowed hard, clearly subdued by Ye Feng's punch.
"Doesn't this guy compare to Bu Fengning from just now?"
At this moment, some even began to compare Ye Feng with Bu Fengning.
"Northern Border King Ye Feng punches out Yaji, the second-ranked figure of the Vampire Divine Court, while Bu Fengning just a moment ago used a single sword strike to severely wound Jin Yu, the second-ranked figure of the Yin-Yang Temple. Their strengths should be pretty close, right?"
"Not necessarily. Although Yaji is fairly strong, he still falls short compared to Jin Yu of the Yin-Yang Temple. Moreover, Jin Yu had the aid of a Shikigami, making him even more powerful. Also, Yaji wasn't seriously injured just now, only that Ye Feng's punch was stronger and knocked Yaji out of the ring, while Jin Yu was directly severely injured by Bu Fengning's sword. There is still some gap between them," pointed out some strong individuals, analyzing rationally.
But even more people were currently shocked by Ye Feng's strength, having completely forgotten that Ye Feng was only revealing the realm of a Newly Advanced Golden Core Powerhouse.
Not only the crowd on the high platform, but also the prodigies on the stage were taken aback by Ye Feng's punch just now, revealing shock in their eyes.
At arena number four, right next to Ye Feng, Golden Cicada had been watching Ye Feng's fight all along. Seeing Ye Feng's punch as he darted forward, his pupils shrank slightly. He could clearly feel that Ye Feng was now even stronger than during the last dispute over the Void Spirit Fruit.
"I must consult with the elders of the Sect once I return. If it's possible to set aside our grudges with Benefactor Ye, we must do so. Benefactor Ye is simply too terrifying now, and I fear it's already too late to deal with him..."
Golden Cicada was staring at Ye Feng, muttering to himself. He didn't actually have much of a personal grudge against Ye Feng. He was merely following orders from the Sect to trouble Ye Feng. At first, he thought he could easily capture Ye Feng since he had been one of the top ten prodigies of the previous generation. However, after watching Ye Feng's moves twice, he felt the gap between them!
That gap, he feared, he would never be able to close in his lifetime!
In arena number two, Bu Fengning also displayed a grave look in his eyes. Ye Feng's punch had been powerful, and he felt he could have taken it, but he couldn't deny that the punch had been incredibly forceful.
Previously, Bu Fengning hadn't really paid much attention to Ye Feng. His target wasn't Ye Feng. Although he had heard about Ye Feng's performance in the Void Spirit Fruit battle, where he fought against seven Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm alone, he hadn't witnessed it personally and thought Ye Feng must have struggled. He didn't take it seriously, as someone of his caliber, a top-level Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, could also face seven of his peers without issue.
His real target was Qingya, the one said to have swept the other nine competitors in the last prodigy ranking. That was his true goal, the only one worthy of being his opponent.
But now, Ye Feng, whom he hadn't taken seriously, had such strength, compelling him to take notice.
At arena number one, Qingya was somewhat astonished. He hadn't expected Ye Feng to be this strong. Previously, he hadn't even considered Ye Feng as an opponent, not even taking notice of him in Xuanyuan Hall.
Mu Tian, who was fighting the Great Sorcerer Luo Lin, also saw Ye Feng's punch launching Yaji and was similarly astounded, exclaiming, "Damn it, Ye Feng, you're so strong now, knocking someone out with a single punch. No, you, the fellow with the big hat, get punched out by me too!"
Mu Tian kept exclaiming and turned back, constantly increasing the force in his fists and even speeding up his punching!
This left Luo Lin, as a Great Sorcerer, quite helpless. He was already desperately casting spells to fend off Mu Tian's attacks, but Mu Tian's strength was beyond his imagination, shattering his attacks with every punch.
Under Mu Tian's relentless onslaught, it was only a matter of moments before Luo Lin couldn't hold on any longer and was knocked out of the arena by Mu Tian.
The other arenas seemed to be stimulated by Ye Feng's action, accelerating the pace of their battles at that moment. Those still fighting were now ramping up their combat force and increasing their speed.
The figures in the remaining arenas were almost turning into two shadows in battle, leaving the spectators agape.
"These guys, so fast!"
"Have they gone mad, why are they all freaking out like this? That's not necessary, right?"
"Damn, such a thrill, watching this tournament feels even more exciting than the top ten score competition!"
Even though the speed of battle had increased, the audience could still clearly discern the difference between the several major arenas.
After a while, as victories were declared in the arenas, the crowd wasn't as astonished anymore. Perhaps after being stimulated by Bu Fengning and Ye Feng, everyone had gotten used to it.
An hour was about to pass, but before the time was up, an unexpected event occurred next to Ye Feng—at arena number four where Golden Cicada was, a figure from the Wizard Alliance of Snow Wolf Country charged onto the stage.
It was Ke Li, who ranked third in the last prodigy ranking!
Golden Cicada never imagined that Ke Li would choose his arena.
He knew Ke Li's strength was nothing trivial. They had exchanged blows at the last prodigy ranking tournament, and he was defeated with a single move.
When Ke Li entered the stage, Golden Cicada was ready to fight with all his might, but he was still knocked off the stage by a single move from Ke Li!
The audience was once again deeply shocked by Ke Li's strength, but many were already aware of his performance in the last prodigy ranking tournament, so it wasn't too surprising.
An hour passed, and the strong contenders stood at the center of the ten great arenas.
"Time's up!"
The voice of the First Hall Master, like the ringing of a great bell, resounded once more as his imposing figure flew into the skies again.
