The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 1349 - 1340: Next Time Won’t Be So Lucky

Shui Menghan didn’t expect her sister would turn against her for Ye Chenfeng. Her face was filled with a look of grievance, and she yelled at Ye Chenfeng, "You’re not a real man. Don’t think that just because my sister protects you, you can get away with this. You have no right to enter the ruins, and you certainly don’t deserve one of the Shuis’ spots to enter the ruins."

"Zi Yan, are you really going to protect this kid? What does he have that can compare to my brother? In my heart, you are already my sister-in-law. I absolutely won’t allow this kid to take one of the Shuis’ spots. This kid must apologize to Menghan and then immediately get out of our sight." If it were only Jiang Junhua alone, he might not dare to contradict Shui Ziyan. However, with Shui Menghan, Shui Ziyan’s sister, present, Jiang Junhua found the courage.

Shui Ziyan’s expression grew increasingly frosty, and Ye Chenfeng held a folding fan in his hand. With a "snap," he closed it and looked at Jiang Junhua, saying, "Didn’t you just say your entry spot to the ruins is already decided? Why don’t we place a bet? If you can defeat me, I’ll leave immediately; but if you lose, that spot will be mine. How about it? Do you dare?"

To see Ye Chenfeng, whose strength was merely at the late stage of the Ocean Gathering Realm’s First Heavenly Layer, daringly propose a fight, Jiang Junhua found it laughable. After all, he was a middle-stage expert of the Ocean Gathering Realm’s Second Heavenly Layer. Dealing with Ye Chenfeng was not a problem for him.

Standing next to Jiang Junhua was Shui Menghan, who, upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s idiotic proposal, showed a delighted face and said, "Jiang Junhua, just spar with him for a few rounds. Give him a good beating and let my sister know this kid is just a worthless loser, then make him scramble off immediately."

After hearing Shui Menghan’s words, Jiang Junhua had no reason not to agree to Ye Chenfeng’s challenge. He sneered, "Kid, this is your proposal. Don’t cry for your mom and dad when you lose."

Next to Ye Chenfeng was Shui Ziyan, who, upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s proposal, looked at him quizzically. She wasn’t very clear on Ye Chenfeng’s combat abilities, and given the evident disparity in strength between him and Jiang Junhua, she naturally worried Ye Chenfeng might not be able to defeat Jiang Junhua.

After all, Jiang Junhua was the Great Elder of the Shuis’ great-grandson. Jiang Junhua had been cultivating the Shuis’ top-notch cultivation techniques and combat skills since childhood. Among the Shuis’ peers of his age, Jiang Junhua was considered quite gifted.

"There’s really no need to bother with them; I’ll definitely secure your spot." Shui Ziyan said to Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "Your sister is right; I don’t need a woman to protect me. Since I can secure the entry spot myself, it saves others from talking back and forth about you later."

Hearing Ye Chenfeng had spoken so firmly, Shui Ziyan realized his mind was made up. Standing before him, Shui Menghan smiled as she looked at Ye Chenfeng and said, "Not bad, you do have some backbone, but today’s outcome won’t change. Soon you’ll obediently roll out of here."

"Kid, hurry and reveal your weapon!" Jiang Junhua said with disdain, not considering Ye Chenfeng a real opponent in his heart. He was confident he could make Ye Chenfeng beg for mercy within ten moves.

Holding a folding fan, Ye Chenfeng laughed nonchalantly, "Against trash like you, do I need to reveal my weapon? I’ll use this folding fan as my weapon. You don’t need to be polite with me; actually, you’re not even qualified to be my opponent."

Ye Chenfeng’s cocky demeanor and arrogant words completely enraged Jiang Junhua. His storage ring on his finger glowed, and a cyan longsword appeared instantly in his right hand—a high-grade magic artifact.

Seeing Jiang Junhua about to act against Ye Chenfeng, Shui Menghan delightedly walked over to Shui Ziyan’s side and said, "Sister, just watch! This ungrateful kid will soon kneel and apologize to me."

Shui Ziyan shook her head helplessly. Although she didn’t know if Ye Chenfeng could defeat Jiang Junhua, she knew Ye Chenfeng had comprehended Frosty Sword Intent, and beating him might not be as simple for Jiang Junhua.

Jiang Junhua, holding the cyan longsword in his right hand, charged his meridians with spiritual energy rushing through the Spiritual Qi River, transforming into a black light and quickly approaching Ye Chenfeng.

On the side, Shui Menghan, seeing Jiang Junhua using extreme speed right from the start, said somewhat disinterestedly, "It looks like this kid is going to be one-hit killed by Jiang Junhua. But that’s only natural, given the considerable difference in strength between this kid and Jiang Junhua."

Holding a folding fan, Ye Chenfeng calmly watched Jiang Junhua dart towards him, observing each of Jiang Junhua’s moves with clarity. As Jiang Junhua’s cyan longsword aimed straight at Ye Chenfeng’s shoulder, Ye Chenfeng subtly moved his foot, cleverly dodging Jiang Junhua’s attack.

Afterward, regardless of how fast Jiang Junhua was or how tricky each of his sword attacks was, Ye Chenfeng could easily dodge them. This left Shui Menghan watching in stunned disbelief; she couldn’t comprehend why Ye Chenfeng’s speed was so fast.

Ye Chenfeng dodged Jiang Junhua’s sword once again, taking two steps back. Looking at the somewhat panting Jiang Junhua, he laughed and said, "What’s wrong? You’re too slow! You haven’t even touched a corner of my clothes yet! Where has your arrogance and confidence gone?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Junhua was furious enough to spit blood. He was now sure that Ye Chenfeng had outstanding speed. He immediately shouted, "If you have the skill then don’t dodge! Hopping around like that, are you here to perform for us? Menghan just said you’re no better than a mangy dog, which seems very accurate to me."

Shui Menghan, standing aside, also sneered and said, "A mangy dog, a hopping mangy dog, really quite fitting."

Upon hearing Jiang Junhua and Shui Menghan refer to him as a mangy dog again, Ye Chenfeng’s playful expression vanished. A chilling sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stared coldly at Jiang Junhua, saying, "Since you’re forcing me to fight, I shall grant your wish."

"Good, let’s see how I carve up this mangy dog." Jiang Junhua raised his inner aura to the maximum.

Meanwhile, Ye Chenfeng pushed off from the ground with one foot, rapidly closing in on Jiang Junhua. This Jiang Junhua reacted swiftly, thrusting his green longsword at Ye Chenfeng’s figure.

Ye Chenfeng lightly blocked with the folding fan in his right hand, infusing his spiritual energy into it. At the moment the fan and the green sword clashed, Jiang Junhua felt a pressure from the sword, causing his hand to numb slightly, and the green sword fell to the ground.

Before Jiang Junhua could react, he felt a chill at his throat, his eyes widened to see Ye Chenfeng’s folding fan aimed at his throat, emitting a frosty aura. Jiang Junhua was nearly certain that if Ye Chenfeng desired, the fan could easily pierce through his throat.

Now Jiang Junhua finally understood that Ye Chenfeng had been intentionally toying with him all along. Even if he faced Ye Chenfeng head-on, he wouldn’t last more than two rounds. Fear filled Jiang Junhua’s eyes as he pondered how Ye Chenfeng with Ocean Gathering Realm First Heavenly Layer at late stage strength could defeat him, who was at Ocean Gathering Realm Second Heavenly Layer middle stage, so easily and decisively.

"Would you like to experience the feeling of having your throat pierced? I can help you!" Ye Chenfeng with a sudden movement of the folding fan in his right hand.

"No!" Shouted in unison by the shocked Shui Ziyan and Shui Menghan from not far away.

As Ye Chenfeng’s folding fan was about to pierce Jiang Junhua’s throat, Ye Chenfeng slightly veered his hand, and the fan grazed past Jiang Junhua’s neck, leaving only a bloodstain.

As for Jiang Junhua, thinking his neck was truly going to be pierced by the folding fan, his face was filled with sheer terror the moment the fan brushed past his neck.

Only the sound of "Psst! Psst! Psst!" three times was heard.

Jiang Junhua was so scared he let out three loud farts, followed by liquid seeping from his crotch, and many foul impurities flowed out of his pant leg.

This Jiang Junhua was directly scared into letting all bodily waste spray out.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the stunned Jiang Junhua, and with a "snap!" opened the folding fan again, nonchalantly fanning himself, and said, "Your spot is mine now. Remember, next time luck won’t be so kind, I will pierce your throat directly."

Ye Chenfeng’s folding fan lightly tapped Jiang Junhua’s neck, sending a cold shiver up his spine, and he sat down on the ground in fright, losing all of his previous arrogance.

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