The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 732 - 730: Falling into Crisis

In just two moves, who was weaker, and who was stronger? Those present already had a clear understanding.

The King, lying on the ground with a face in excruciating pain, felt the muscles on both sides of his cheeks uncontrollably twitch twice as he slammed his palm fiercely against the cement floor.

There was a loud "Bang!"

Cracks immediately spread across the cement floor, and the body that lay on the ground leaped into the air, his eyes becoming even more sinister. Besides the towering hatred for Ye Chenfeng, his gaze was filled with profound solemnity.

Ye Chenfeng’s strength was baffling to the King.

Ye Chenfeng had a Soul Force that was clearly only at the tenth level peak, while he had a genuine King Level Initial Stage Soul Force.

If it was a matter of beating an opponent of the same level, the King might have been able to accept it. But they were not on the same level. There should have been an insurmountable chasm between the tenth level Soul Force and the King Level Soul Force, so why was Ye Chenfeng able to defeat him, a master of the King Level Soul Force, while only at the peak of the tenth level? Perhaps even those from the mysterious places could hardly defeat opponents beyond their level?

Blood continuously trickled down the King’s cheeks. Initially, he thought he could easily dispose of Ye Chenfeng, but now it all seemed like a huge joke.

"Ye Chenfeng, although I am curious about how your Soul Force differs from ours, I don’t need to know this crap anymore. Do you think you can defeat me? You can’t, you just can’t," roared the King from his throat, feeling fear towards Ye Chenfeng brewing inside him. He had to drive out this fear because he knew very well that if his body was filled with this fear, then there would be no chance for him to turn the tables tonight.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the frantically howling King with an indifferent gaze as if looking at a dead dog. He said coldly, "Just now you mentioned letting me use one hand? Or was it three moves? And yet, you used all your strength and still looked like a jumping clown before me."

"Aren’t you deceiving yourself too much? You’re not even qualified to be my opponent, but I will still sweep you away like trash, making you completely disappear from this world."

His words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the King’s head. The King had just told Ye Chenfeng that he was not worthy of being his opponent, and now Ye Chenfeng had returned those very words to him. It was an incredibly ironic turn of events, making the King feel as if he had been slapped hard on the cheeks again.

"I don’t have time to waste with you here. Better start on your journey sooner!"

No sooner had Ye Chenfeng spoken than he immediately executed the Xuantian Step Technique.

With one step, distance shrank to an inch.

His figure suddenly appeared in front of the King, his palm turning into a fist. Ye Chenfeng violently smashed his fist towards the King’s head, attempting to burst it open.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s fist hurtling towards his head, the King felt the immense power in the punch. If he took this hit, he was certain he would not survive. His steps violently retreated; fortunately, his speed was not slow, after all, he was a master of King Level Soul Force.

There was another loud "Bang!"

Although the King dodged the deadly strike, Ye Chenfeng’s fist still hit his shoulder, completely caving it in.

"Ye Chenfeng, you’re pushing me too far," the King exclaimed through clenched teeth.

"Pushing you too far?" Ye Chenfeng let out a cold laugh from his throat, replying, "Who was it that sought me out tonight for a reunion? You say I’m pushing you too far? Tonight is destined to end with either your death or mine, and I’ve said I would arrange for you to go and chat with King Yama."

Ye Chenfeng didn’t give the King a chance to breathe, constantly attacking him with the Xuantian Step Technique.

Advancing and retreating like this.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng pressed the King into a corner inside the abandoned factory, leaving the King no way to retreat, his heart filled with unwillingness.

When else should Ye Chenfeng act, if not now? He viciously struck towards the King’s crown, while on the side, the King’s underlings Cang Lang and Cang Ying, seeing their King about to be killed, turned increasingly pale. If the King died, there was no possibility that they would survive the night either.

"Ah~"

Facing the palm drawing ever closer to his head, the King let out a beast-like roar from his throat.

In that instant, the King’s desire to survive reached its apex, and the Soul Force within his body began to surge; his right arm involuntarily shielded his head.

"Bang!"

The anticipated scene of his brains spilling did not occur, because the moment Ye Chenfeng’s palm touched the King’s arm, the King’s strength astonishingly broke through from King Level Initial Stage Soul Force to King Level Middle Stage Soul Force.

Ye Chenfeng’s current strength was at best on par with an expert of King Level Middle Stage Soul Force. With the King’s sudden breakthrough, Ye Chenfeng’s palm that struck the King’s arm was slightly repelled.

As his palm was repelled, Ye Chenfeng also felt the change in the King’s Soul Force, and immediately retreated five or six steps; he slightly furrowed his brows, and a solemn expression began to form in his eyes.

Cang Lang and Cang Ying, who were aside, sighed in relief upon seeing the King’s breakthrough in this life-or-death moment. They knew that with the King’s current strength, even if he could not defeat Ye Chenfeng, he should at least be able to defend himself. This was evident from the way Ye Chenfeng’s palm was just repelled.

Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli, although they had no understanding of Soul Force, also felt the King’s aura rise. Watching Ye Chenfeng’s retreating figure, they could not help but worry about him.

"Hahaha... Hahaha..." The King in the corner suddenly burst into loud laughter, saying, "Heaven has not abandoned me, heaven has not abandoned me! Ye Chenfeng, even the heavens are on my side tonight, so do you think you have a chance to leave this place alive?"

The King took out a small bottle of black liquid from his bosom and directly poured the black liquid into his mouth. Next, his face showed an extremely painful look, and with his right hand pressed firmly against his chest, about a minute later, the King’s strength once again increased, elevating from King Level Middle Stage Soul Force to King Level Peak Soul Force.

Just now, the King had been pursued by Ye Chenfeng and had no opportunity to consume this black liquid. This black liquid had the effect of boosting a warrior’s Soul Force by one level for a short time; however, once consumed, the user’s strength would no longer be able to progress for the rest of their life, and even training desperately would be completely ineffective. Normally, Soul Force warriors would not choose to take such a potion.

But the King was past the point of caring about consequences. Knowing that his King Level Middle Stage Soul Force could at best only match Ye Chenfeng to a draw, the outcome he desired was not to leave unscathed but to send Ye Chenfeng to Hell, and so he had gone all in.

Hm?

Feeling the King’s strength rise once more, Ye Chenfeng’s brow furrowed even more deeply, and he inwardly muttered, "This is bad."

Turning his head in haste, Ye Chenfeng said to Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli, "You two, hurry and get out of here."

"Isn’t it a little too late to think of escaping now? I’ve paid such a huge price tonight; none of you are going to live to walk out of here," said the King, his heart brimming with absolute confidence after completely surpassing Ye Chenfeng.

Cang Lang and Cang Ying also immediately positioned themselves at the entrance of the abandoned factory to prevent Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli from escaping alive. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Ye Chenfeng clenched his fists tightly and gazed unblinkingly at the King, his mind racing with ways to safely extract Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli from this place.

"Ye Chenfeng, accept your fate! You are destined to die by my hand," declared the King.

As soon as he finished speaking, the King moved, his speed many times faster than before, so fast that even Ye Chenfeng could hardly react.

Ye Chenfeng only saw a blur of a leg kicking towards his chest and subconsciously raised his arms to block it.

"Bang!"

Ye Chenfeng felt as if his arms were struck by a train, his body suddenly thrown backward, and while he tried to steady himself mid-air, he landed on the ground on one knee, spitting out streaks of fresh blood. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)