The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 764 - 760: What’s with the plane?

Initially, everyone thought Ye Chenfeng would be slapped by Zhu Shi, but it was Zhu Shi who ended up being sent flying by a slap from Ye Chenfeng.

Now, it was Zhu Mingda’s turn to make his move, a Middle-Stage Innate. As Zhao Wukong and others were anxiously rooting for Ye Chenfeng, he again sent Zhu Mingda flying with a kick, continuously shocking Zhao Wukong and the Zhao sisters to their core.

"Isn’t Ye Feng only at the High Grade of Heaven Rank?"

"How did he display strength on par with an Initial-Stage Innate when fighting against Zhu Shi and now, against Zhu Mingda, strength equivalent to a Peak Innate? When Ye Feng kicked Zhu Mingda just now, Zhao Wukong clearly felt an oppressive force emanating from Ye Feng, greater than the one Zhu Mingda gave off, leading him to deduce that Ye Feng’s strength was at least on par with the masters at the Peak of Innate."

This wasn’t particularly concerning until he dwelled on it, at which point Zhao Wukong’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest in excitement, sweat beading densely on his forehead.

A Peak Innate master in his twenties? What kind of concept was that? Surely even the geniuses among top-tier powers were no better than this, right? And now, such a peerless genius was his prospective son-in-law? With Ye Feng leading the City Lord’s Mansion, Zhao Wukong believed it could reach new heights.

However, Zhao Wukong suddenly became despondent. How could such a genius partake in the City Lord’s Mansion’s martial contest for marriage? Zhao Wukong was no fool; he speculated that the other party might have something they needed his help with and were not truly there to become his son-in-law. Thinking this, Zhao Wukong grew even more listless.

Zhao Wukong glanced at his two daughters next to him and immediately had an idea. Why not marry both his daughters off to Ye Feng? Maybe that could keep him around. Regardless, he would have to try later.

Standing next to Zhao Wukong, the Zhao sisters couldn’t keep their eyes off Ye Chenfeng. With her cute little mouth pursed, Zhao Yuanyuan, looking absolutely adorable, whispered to her sister Zhao Xiaoxiao beside her, "Sis, I thought you didn’t like this Ye Feng? Since he isn’t really here for the martial contest, I might as well make a sacrifice and let him pursue me."

Pressing her lips together, Zhao Xiaoxiao said, "Yuanyuan, who said I don’t like him? Our City Lord’s Mansion needs a genius like Ye Feng, and having such a husband should give a strong sense of security. Although I’m not fond of him right now, I’m sure I will be in the future."

Pouting, Zhao Yuanyuan retorted, "Sis, looks like you’re bitten by the love bug too! If Ye Feng were even a little more handsome, he’d be perfect. You go after Ye Feng first, and if you can’t win him over, don’t blame me for making a move."

While the Zhao sisters were developing a liking for Ye Chenfeng, Zhu Shi, who had been kicked aside by Ye Chenfeng, was waiting to see his own father kill Ye Chenfeng with a slap. But what happened? His father got kicked away instead? This made Zhu Shi feel that the world was absurd; his father was an authentic Middle-Stage Innate, yet he ended up beaten like a dead dog?

Ye Chenfeng, looking down at Zhu Mingda who had collapsed to the ground and was still out of breath, reappeared in front of him. When Zhu Mingda looked up and saw Ye Chenfeng, his face was filled with horror. From their short exchange, he clearly realized he was no match for Ye Chenfeng, whose strength was at least on par with a Peak Innate. Zhu Mingda felt extremely unlucky; he had wanted to take over Zhao Wukong’s City Lord’s Mansion but ended up provoking a formidable master. And this person was a peerless genius in his twenties?

Zhu Mingda was sure Ye Chenfeng must be an elite disciple from a great Sect. Perhaps Ye Chenfeng was interested in Zhao Wukong’s daughters, joining the martial contest for their hands in marriage, and would stay in Zhao Wukong’s City Lord’s Mansion for fun. Once he grew tired of Zhao Wukong’s daughters, he would probably leave.

If Ye Chenfeng standing in front of Zhu Mingda knew what he was thinking, he would surely curse him out, ’I play you a face.’

"My young friend, let’s say we don’t know each other until we fight. Let’s put an end to this matter today! My son and I can apologize to you," Zhu Mingda said, quickly changing his tune without an ounce of shame after he thought he had figured everything out.

"Old thing, who’s your friend? If I didn’t have this strength, I probably would’ve been sent to drink with the King of Hell by you by now, right? Now you’re trying to smooth things over with an apology? If apologies worked, I wouldn’t mind killing you first and then saying sorry. What do you think of that?" Ye Chenfeng said, looking down at Zhu Mingda on the ground.

Hearing Ye Chenfeng’s relentless words, Zhu Mingda’s face turned exceedingly ugly, and he retorted with rage churning in his chest, "Young man, always leave room for error so we may meet again. Don’t push people too far."

Ye Chenfeng smiled and shook his head, "Unfortunately, I don’t plan to meet you again in the future."

"I remember you said earlier, City Lord Zhao, that we shouldn’t push people too far and that in the Ancient Martial World, the strong are revered. If someone is stronger than you, they can push you around! And now, I’m the one pushing too far, what are you going to do about it?" Ye Chenfeng shrugged nonchalantly.

Zhao brother, in the Ancient Martial World, strength is always respected. If you were strong enough, you could force me to do your bidding too! Unfortunately, you lack the ability.

The words he had said to Zhao Wukong earlier echoed in Zhu Mingda’s ears. Now hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, he felt as if someone had forcefully slapped him across the face—a slap that didn’t make a sound but pained him to the bone.

Zhao Wukong and the Zhao sisters, standing by, couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction as they watched Zhu Mingda, who had been so arrogantly overbearing moments ago, now reduced to a stricken dog.

As Zhu Mingda’s face alternated between green and red, Ye Chenfeng acted again. With a "Bang!" Ye Chenfeng struck Zhu Mingda’s chest with his palm, utterly destroying Zhu Mingda’s strength.

Lying on the ground, Zhu Mingda’s forehead throbbed with bulging veins, his clothes suddenly soaked with sweat, and he could only whimper, unable to utter a single coherent word.

Zhao Wukong and the Zhao sisters hadn’t expected Ye Chenfeng to suddenly cripple Zhu Mingda, so they were once again shocked into silence. While they were still in a daze, Ye Chenfeng walked over to Zhu Shi and also destroyed his strength, then commented, "Your name suits you well—you really are a disgusting pile of pig shit."

During this process, Zhu Mingda’s three Heaven Rank subordinates stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch. They were utterly intimidated by Ye Chenfeng, their legs trembling continuously, bladder pressure mounting to the point where they felt like they were about to wet their pants.

"City Lord Zhao, from here on, I’ll leave these people to your disposal," Ye Chenfeng said as he looked toward the dazed Zhao Wukong.

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Wukong immediately said to Ye Chenfeng, "Mr. Ye, thank you for your rescue, thank you for your help."

Knowing that Ye Chenfeng possessed strength comparable to the Innate Peak, Zhao Wukong dared not address him by his name any longer. freewёbnoνel-com

Instead of choosing to kill Zhu Mingda and Zhu Shi, Zhao Wukong let Zhu Mingda’s three subordinates take them away. After all, now that Zhu Mingda and Zhu Shi had become invalids, they posed no more threats to him in the future; hence he didn’t bother with tying up loose ends.

Ye Chenfeng, watching from the side, shook his head inwardly. If it were him, he would have killed Zhu Mingda and Zhu Shi without hesitation. However, this was ultimately Zhao Wukong’s decision, and Ye Chenfeng didn’t say anything more about it.

After seeing Zhao Wukong deal with Zhu Mingda and the others, he prepared to clarify the situation, "City Lord Zhao..."

However, just as Ye Chenfeng was about to speak to Zhao Wukong, Zhao Yuanyuan, that girl, enthusiastically linked her arm with his and cooed, "Dad, our brother-in-law hasn’t eaten yet! Let’s take brother-in-law inside to eat first!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Let’s eat first and talk later," Zhao Wukong said with a beam of joy, his eyes constantly fixed on Ye Chenfeng.

This made Ye Chenfeng’s scalp tingle, he felt Zhao Wukong’s gaze was similar to that of a pimp in the city, and Zhao Yuanyuan, who had not been very pleasant to him just before, had suddenly made a full one hundred and eighty-degree turn?

Meanwhile, the usually composed Zhao Xiaoxiao blushed and looked exceedingly shy.

What is going on here?

As Ye Chenfeng’s arm felt the softness pressing against it from Zhao Yuanyuan’s chest, he surmised that the Zhao family definitely had some "scheme" in mind. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)