The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 651: Kill Without Error

"Qin Yi, given our good mood today, we can give you one last chance," Zhou Wuyong said, his inner Heaven Rank Middle Grade aura rising as he spoke blandly. "Either you and your lackeys obediently bark like dogs for us, or face the consequences. You shouldn’t show off in front of us. With your current strength, any one of us could easily beat you to death. And if we have to make a move, I assure you, a few barks won’t settle the matter."

Zhou Wuyong’s voice was calm as he communicated this, his eyes filled with extreme sarcasm and mockery.

"Brother Zhou, you should probably keep your Heaven Rank Middle Grade aura to yourself! Otherwise, I think Qin Yi and his lackey will be scared enough to wet their pants," Xie Li said with a particularly pleased expression on his face. Toying with Qin Yi was something he found immensely entertaining. Turning back to Qin Yi, he taunted, "Trash, Brother Zhou’s strength has reached Heaven Rank Middle Grade. Isn’t that the highest level your Qingyun Sect can muster? Your insignificant sect will sooner or later vanish from the Ancient Martial World. What’s the matter? Scared speechless?"

Ye Chenfeng patted Qin Yi on the shoulder and asked, "Qin Yi, are people in the Ancient Martial World all as brainless as this? Thinking they can strut around like mangy dogs?"

After Ye Chenfeng patted his shoulder, Qin Yi’s mood cooled down. He wasn’t someone to be trifled with anymore and casually said, "Boss, don’t let these idiots ruin your mood. They don’t even deserve to lick the soles of your shoes."

What?

Hearing the exchange between Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yi, Zhou Wuyong and the others thought their ears were playing tricks on them. How could the trash Qin Yi be so arrogant in front of them? And they heard Qin Yi call Ye Chenfeng "Boss"? Could it be that this young man was not his lackey?

Zhou Wuyong and his group assessed Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yi’s strength once more. Since both had concealed their true capabilities well, the four of them couldn’t discern much. Besides, Ye Chenfeng was an unfamiliar face; if he were a master, he would have some reputation in the Ancient Martial World, they thought. So, they assumed Qin Yi and Ye Chenfeng were merely bluffing.

A vicious smile crept onto Zhou Wuyong’s face as he barked, "Two idiots who don’t know how to live! Even if I kill you both today, your Qingyun Sect wouldn’t dare to let out a fart in protest."

Zhou Wuyong brought the True Energy Force within his body to its peak, his Heaven Rank Middle Grade presence completely unveiled, prompting Xie Li and the others to show scornful smiles at Ye Chenfeng and Qin Yi.

"Trash, you are seeking death."

"You actually managed to anger Brother Zhou. Looks like losing both arms and legs is inevitable now."

"Maybe they’re idiots who will just get punched to death by Brother Zhou."

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As for the murmurs from Xie Li and the others, Ye Chenfeng dismissed them as if they were farting. His expression was unchanged, hands casually tucked in his pockets.

"Let me show you what I’m capable of," Zhou Wuyong snarled, charging at Ye Chenfeng with a fierce punch aimed at his chest.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng still standing motionless, Xie Li and the others thought he must have been paralyzed by Brother Zhou’s aura. To think that Zhou Wuyong, with his Heaven Rank Middle Grade power, could be matched by this young man before them!

Wasn’t this just asking for trouble?

If he had just humbly barked like a dog earlier, wouldn’t that have been easier?

This time, even if he didn’t die, he’d surely be crippled.

With a "Bang!"

In a critical moment, Ye Chenfeng’s right hand emerged from his pocket, clashing hard with Zhou Wuyong’s punch.

However, as Ye Chenfeng made his move, Xie Li and the others still wore their disdainful smiles, as though they could already see Ye Chenfeng sprawled on the ground, crying out in pain.

But when Zhou Wuyong’s and Ye Chenfeng’s fists collided, sending a muffled thud through the air, the smug looks on Xie Li and the others’ faces froze. They stood as if turned to stone, their eyes filled with horror.

They didn’t see Ye Chenfeng lying on the ground wailing in chaos; instead, they saw Zhou Wuyong being casually punched and sent flying by Ye Chenfeng, with his entire right arm bursting apart, transforming into countless blood mists in the air.

Zhou Wuyong, who was punched and sent flying, kept letting out agonized screams from his throat, his body heavily crashing to the ground. Due to his entire arm exploding, blood continuously gushed out from his right shoulder, causing Zhou Wuyong to scream with a soul-tearing and heart-splitting shout.

Zhou Wuyong was indeed an authentic Heaven Rank Middle Grade expert.

The young man in front of them, who was with Qin Yi, appeared to be even younger than Zhou Wuyong, right?

How could Zhou Wuyong’s arm be so easily wasted by a simple move from the opponent? And in such a shocking and sensational way.

Hiss!

Xie Li and the others took a sharp intake of breath through their throats. Judging by the strength shown by Ye Chenfeng as he completely overpowered Zhou Wuyong with a single move, they could determine that Ye Chenfeng must at least possess the strength of Heaven Rank High Grade. To have such strength at such a young age? Talents like him were rare even in the Ancient Martial World, probably only those mysterious top-tier forces could nurture such individuals, at least not those first-rate forces.

How could such a formidable and abnormal individual be with that useless Qin Yi? Xie Li and the others were now regretting to the point that their guts were turning green. If Ye Chenfeng really was a disciple from a top-tier force, then it wasn’t just them who would be unable to walk away unscathed, but even their sect was likely to suffer along with them, after all, their sect was only considered first-rate.

Lying on the ground, rolling in pain, Zhou Wuyong also came to this realization. Enduring the severe pain of losing his arm, he got up from the ground and asked through clenched teeth, "Friend, it was I who offended you just now. May I ask which sect’s disciple are you? So that I could come and apologize another day." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

How could Ye Chenfeng not guess Zhou Wuyong’s intention? He casually said, "I am not from the Ancient Martial World, I just came over from the secular world, so don’t bother trying to act like my grandsons."

Hearing that Ye Chenfeng was not from the Ancient Martial World, Zhou Wuyong and the others immediately showed a ferocious expression. Zhou Wuyong changed his attitude again and said, "Kid, we are from Guiyuan Sect. Guiyuan Sect is a first-rate force in the Ancient Martial World, and not the kind of power someone like you can afford to offend."

"I want to ask you what is your name?" Ye Chenfeng looked at Zhou Wuyong and asked.

"What? Now you’re scared? Wanting to apologize to me? Let me tell you, you have to meet King Yama, my name is Zhou Wuyong, you better remember that well," Zhou Wuyong thought Ye Chenfeng was afraid after hearing about his backing.

"Zhou Useless? You really are useless enough, but you’ve reminded me of something. If I killed all four of you now, would your sect know it was me? Thanks for reminding me," Ye Chenfeng’s cold smile at the corner of his mouth was growing.

Hearing this, Zhou Wuyong wished he could slap himself several times. He knew the four of them were absolutely no match for Ye Chenfeng and immediately changed his attitude again, saying, "As long as you let us go, we will definitely not pursue today’s matter."

Ye Chenfeng said indifferently, "The words of the living usually cannot be trusted; only the dead do not lie. So to prevent you from lying, I must absolutely turn all of you into the dead."

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng had not the slightest intention of letting them go, Zhou Wuyong was completely driven into a corner and he shouted, "Kid, don’t go too far. Even if you kill us, Guiyuan Sect will find out that you are the murderer sooner or later. When that time comes, not only you, but even your kin in the secular world will have to be buried along with us."

"You sure talk too much. That so-called crappy Guiyuan Sect won’t remain in the Ancient Martial World for long, so rest assured, you won’t be lonely down there," Ye Chenfeng said with a smile as he shrugged his shoulders.

"You..."

With a "Bang!"

Before Zhou Wuyong could say more than a single word, his whole head burst open, with blood and brain matter scattering into the air, Zhou Wuyong’s body slowly tilting towards the ground.

Showing mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Such a low-level mistake; how could Ye Chenfeng make it? Besides, someone like Zhou Wuyong was clearly the type of petty person who sought revenge for every slight. If he let someone like that go, it would only bring him trouble later on; Ye Chenfeng truly didn’t have time for such nonsense. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)