The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1286 - 1303: Execution

In an instant, the twisted space vortex suddenly transformed into a space passage, and then a hand emerged from the space passage, moving at an extremely swift speed, bursting with powerful pressure.

Instantly, the hand locked onto Huang Ming, who didn’t have time to dodge and was directly grabbed by that hand on his face.

"Thud!" A muffled sound was heard, and Huang Ming’s entire face was firmly captured by that hand. A familiar feeling surged in Huang Ming’s heart; he remembered when he was similarly grabbed by Ye Feng before, completely powerless to resist. From the space passage, a figure walked out: it was none other than Ye Feng!

"Ye Feng!" At this moment, when everyone saw Ye Feng, their eyes showed surprise, not expecting Ye Feng to still be alive and unharmed, with their previous attacks having no effect on him whatsoever.

Everyone froze, not having expected Ye Feng to be completely unscathed; as soon as everyone attacked Ye Feng, he had already used his Space Superpower to open a space passage and had teleported away.

So everyone’s attacks didn’t harm Ye Feng at all; they were merely fighting against the air.

At this moment, Huang Ming was caught by Ye Feng, with Ye Feng’s hand pressing on Huang Ming’s face.

"Ah~~~" Ye Feng’s fingers exerted force, instantly making Huang Ming feel as though his head would explode under Ye Feng’s grip, causing extreme pain, leading him to scream loudly as Ye Feng held Huang Ming, his body descending rapidly.

"Whoosh~~" In an instant, Ye Feng and Huang Ming became like a shooting star, descending straight from the sky towards the arena below, with Huang Ming incapable of resistance.

"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, Huang Ming was pressed heavily onto the arena by Ye Feng, with a great rumble and scattered rocks. A massive pit instantly appeared on the arena, with Huang Ming’s head deeply embedded in the ground, leaving everyone stunned, unable to comprehend how Huang Ming could be so weak.

Mind you, Huang Ming was a powerful ninth-level Spirit King, yet in front of Ye Feng, he had no resistance. Moreover, Ye Feng gave Huang Ming no chance, grabbing Huang Ming’s hair and lifting him up.

This time, Ye Feng grabbed Huang Ming by the hair like a chicken, with Huang Ming’s face dirty, feeling as though his entire body was about to shatter, enduring extreme pain, completely unable to withstand it.

"Ugh!" Subsequently, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from Huang Ming’s mouth, his expression twisted with agony.

"How could this happen!" Everyone became anxious, not anticipating that in a moment of inattention, Huang Ming would be caught by Ye Feng. Ye Feng looked at Huang Ming, his eyes filled with disdain: "Didn’t I tell you not to provoke me? Ignoring my words, do you think I’m easy to bully?" Ye Feng’s tone was icy cold, exuding a murderous intent.

Huang Ming, in pain, looked at Ye Feng: "You scum, do you think defeating me means you’re safe? I’m telling you, in today’s rookie tournament, you’ll surely die; we’ll kill you, and you’ll understand that the dignity of the nobility is untouchable!"

Yet Ye Feng remained disdainful: "Kill me? You bunch of weaklings are not even qualified!"

Ye Feng’s arrogance was unparalleled, his voice clearly reaching everyone’s ears at the scene; they were taken aback, not expecting Ye Feng to be so arrogant.

"You scum, are you seeking death? Let go of Huang Ming now!" People around shouted angrily at Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng remained calm and fearless, coldly looking at the Huang Ming in his hand.

Huang Ming screamed wildly: "Ye Feng, what’s with your arrogance? Can’t you see, so many people want to kill you. Today you’ll surely die; don’t forget, we are all Spiritual Avatars, even if we die, we won’t actually die, but as for you, your true self entered the battlefield, so if you die here, you’ll really die!"

"And then what?" Upon hearing Huang Ming’s words, Ye Feng remained relaxed and indifferent, completely unconcerned.

Huang Ming felt extremely angry, thinking Ye Feng didn’t perceive the seriousness of the matter, and shouted: "Don’t you understand? Even if you manage to kill me, I won’t die, but you’ll be killed by us.

If you are willing to surrender now, kneel down and admit your mistake, abolishing your superpower, I might consider sparing your life!"

Yet Ye Feng remained relaxed and indifferent, paying no mind to Huang Ming’s words.

"It’s merely killing you, what’s difficult about that?" Ye Feng spoke casually, hearing his words, the people present were stunned, looking at Ye Feng as though he were dumb, unable to understand human language.

Huang Ming was flushed with anger, a crazed expression in his eyes: "Ye Feng, do you not understand human language? We are all Spiritual Avatars; killing our avatars won’t kill us, you understand? Yet you are the true self on the battlefield, if you die, it’s a real death, understand, you idiot..."

"Swoosh!" Yet before Huang Ming could finish speaking, Ye Feng’s fist punched into Huang Ming’s chest, and in an instant, Huang Ming’s chest was pierced by Ye Feng’s punch.

Blood splattered, and Huang Ming once again spat blood while his face showed a hint of mockery: "You really don’t understand human language; you think killing one of my avatars will kill me..."

"Swoosh!" However, at this moment, outside the battlefield, right after Huang Ming finished speaking, his true self’s chest exploded open, revealing a huge bloody hole, with his internal organs instantly shattering.

"What!" Instantly, waves of shock rolled through the hearts of everyone present, leaving each person stunned in place, the field suddenly plunged into silence...