The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1260 - 1277: Counterattack

They never imagined that Herland would actually defeat Claude with just one punch.

Especially Clyde, who was so shocked he couldn’t say a word, completely stunned and unable to believe that what unfolded in front of him was real. His son, who had long been unable to advance past a level five Spiritual Practitioner, had now easily defeated the level nine practitioner Claude with a single punch, making him feel as if he were dreaming.

Earlier, everyone clearly saw the immense power of Herland’s punch, far beyond anything they could imagine. The thunderous superpower released by Herland’s punch evidently surpassed level ten Spiritual Practitioners.

Herland’s power had long reached the level of a Spirit King, leaving everyone in disbelief.

At this moment, Claude looked at Herland in shock, feeling completely powerless, and fell to his knees before him.

"Boom!" However, Herland’s terrifying spiritual thought exploded instantly, materializing.

In an instant, the materialized spiritual power enveloped Claude entirely, causing him to float, while waves of spiritual resonance rippled through the space.

At this moment, Herland’s Superpower User level was displayed openly to everyone. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Level two Spirit King!" Elder Peng was the first to shout in shock, realizing what this represented!

One must know that Jory is also a level two Spirit King, but Jory is already nineteen, almost twenty years old, while Herland is only sixteen. Wasn’t it said that Herland’s foundation was damaged and couldn’t make breakthroughs anymore?

But now, Herland’s level two Spirit King power is real, undeniably true.

"He’s a level two Spirit King!" Everyone present shouted in shock, unable to believe it.

Herland, who couldn’t break through to a level five Spirit King for three years, has now reached level two Spirit King in just one month.

"This is impossible, this isn’t real!" Jory couldn’t accept it, unable to fathom it.

Knowing that Herland is also a level two Spirit King means that Jory is no longer the top genius among the younger generation in Monde City because Herland is even more talented and powerful.

"You... you... you’re a level two Spirit King?" Claude, enveloped in spiritual power, floated up, his voice trembling, eyes filled with fear, unable to accept it.

"Crack, crack, crack~~" Suddenly, the sound of bones shattering continuously transmitted, as Herland manipulated his spiritual thought, exerting pressure on Claude’s limbs, crushing his bones completely.

"Ah~~" Claude screamed in pain, his agonizing cries causing everyone to feel deeply unsettled, unable to accept how Herland suddenly became so powerful.

"Materialized spiritual thought, this is indeed achievable only by level two Spirit Kings, he is indeed a level two Spirit King!" Elder Peng affirmed, and with his words, everyone fell silent, with no more objections.

Elder Peng is the most powerful here, and his words are the most authoritative. Moreover, Herland’s performance far exceeds level ten practitioners, so even if they don’t want to believe it, they must acknowledge that Herland is a level two Spirit King.

"Ah~~ I was wrong, I was wrong, my little brother, I was wrong, Herland, I truly realize my mistake, please forgive me!" Tears of agony streamed down Claude’s face, his expression unbearably distorted, his features twisted together.

However, Herland’s gaze remained indifferent: "I told you, if you don’t apologize, I’ll break your limbs. I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. Did you really think I was joking with you?"

"Crack, crack, crack~~" As Claude’s bones continued to shatter, finally, a minute later, Herland withdrew his spiritual thought, and Claude collapsed to the ground, his limbs already broken, utterly miserable.

"Bang!" Herland walked up to Claude and delivered a heavy kick, sending Claude flying, ultimately landing in front of Clyde with a heavy thud.

Seeing the severely injured Claude, Clyde finally snapped out of his shock, as Herland’s gaze showed disappointment towards his father, his expression cold: "Didn’t you say I wasn’t his match?"

Claude felt intensely embarrassed, his face burning hot as if slapped hard, and then Herland looked at those present and loudly asked: "Didn’t you say I wasn’t his match?" Herland’s voice clearly reached everyone’s ears.

Everyone shamefully lowered their heads, feeling awkward and not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Clyde suddenly broke into a smile, incredibly excited, as if the harm he previously caused his son had never existed: "Son, when did you become a level two Spirit King, why didn’t you tell me before?"

Seeing his father’s smile, Herland felt a pang in his heart: "Now you call me son? Didn’t I tell you the day before yesterday, I am a level two Spirit King, but you didn’t believe me. Ye Feng was right; if you don’t even trust your own son, you’re not fit to be my father!"

With those words, Herland stepped off the stage without even glancing at Clyde, leaving Clyde in extreme regret, lamenting why he didn’t believe in his son and always considered him a useless failure.

Herland approached Ye Feng, looking at him excitedly: "Brother Ye Feng, did you see? I did it!"

However, Ye Feng remained calm: "It’s merely dealing with a failure, don’t forget who your real opponent is; now is not the time to be happy..."

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Herland nodded: "Sorry, Brother Ye Feng, I was too prideful, don’t worry, I won’t disappoint you; I will definitely defeat Jory!"

Ye Feng nodded: "Keep at it, your stage isn’t here; you have a long way to go..."