The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1332 - 1350: Get Out

"Alright, I agree!" Ye Feng nodded, agreeing immediately. The more his seal loosened, the more anxious Ye Feng became. He had been in the Heavenly Demon World for some time now and he wanted to return to Earth.

After being away for so long, he wondered whether Lin Shiyu and Han Yi were doing well, and whether the war zone was alright.

The Spiritual Crystal Essence could quickly help Ye Feng enhance his Superpower User cultivation. Although devouring others’ spiritual power essence could make his cultivation advance faster, Ye Feng couldn’t kill innocent people to absorb their spiritual power.

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s agreement, Sheng Lingfeng’s eyes showed excitement, and he said to Ye Feng, "Master, please follow me, I’ll introduce you to the members of this competition..."

Ye Feng nodded and followed Sheng Lingfeng into the dean’s office. Upon opening the door, he saw two young men standing inside. Both appeared to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, very young, yet their cultivations were extremely strong.

One had blonde hair and the other brown. The blonde man’s superpower cultivation reached the level of a Divine-level Spirit God. Though he wasn’t as good as the deceased Tianqiong, the difference wasn’t large, while the brown-haired youth was a powerful Four-level Spirit God, equally formidable.

Sheng Lingfeng said, "Let me introduce you; the blonde youth is Stark, the top genius among the eight major families, whose power is comparable to Tianqiong. And this one, also a genius from the eight major families, second only to Stark, named Worth." Worth and Stark held their heads high, displaying arrogance.

Both cast glances at Ye Feng and found him merely a Four-level Spirit God, filled with disdain, not even bothering to give him a proper look, but Ye Feng didn’t mind.

Sheng Lingfeng frowned slightly, then looked at Stark and Worth, saying, "Stark, Worth, he is Ye Feng.

This time, the God Demon Tournament adopts a three-person team brawl format. You will be a team to fight the students from Demon King Academy in a trio match. Ye Feng is your captain, so I hope you follow his arrangements."

"Captain?" Hearing Sheng Lingfeng’s words, Stark and Worth were stunned, filled with disdain and surprise: "Dean, you must be joking. This worthless guy, what qualifies him to be our captain? Tianqiong, let Tianqiong come; that’s more feasible. Don’t joke around with us, okay?"

Sheng Lingfeng frowned: "No more nonsense, Ye Feng is your captain, listen to his arrangement during battles, nothing more needs to be asked, understood?"

"Impossible!" Stark immediately refused without a second thought: "Dean, understand this, we never submit to the weak, and this Four-level Spirit God-level nobody has no qualifications to lead us. We will not agree; if he’s to be our captain, sorry, we withdraw from this tournament!"

Yet Ye Feng showed disdain: "Sheng Lingfeng, tell them to get lost, I alone can handle this tournament. If we have to meet the number, let Herland join me along with any student willing to fight."

"This..." Sheng Lingfeng felt awkward, hearing Ye Feng’s words, Stark, and Worth laughed, mocking Ye Feng: "Kid, are you crazy? Who do you think you are? Whatever you tell the dean, he just does it? If someone should leave, it’s you!"

Worth nodded: "Right, you trash should leave; we are the prized combat talent of Superpower Academy!"

"Get out!" Just then, Sheng Lingfeng’s voice was cold and loud.

Upon hearing Sheng Lingfeng, Stark and Worth showed ridicule in their eyes: "Kid, didn’t you hear that? The dean told you to leave. Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and get going!"

Yet Ye Feng didn’t even glance their way, walked directly to the sofa in the dean’s office, and sat down.

Seeing Ye Feng not leaving but sitting instead made Stark very displeased.

"Trash, didn’t you hear what we said? Get moving!" Worth shouted angrily at Ye Feng.

"I meant you two, get out immediately!" Sheng Lingfeng shouted angrily.

Upon hearing Sheng Lingfeng, Stark and Worth were stunned, eyes filled with shock and disbelief looking at Sheng Lingfeng: "Dean, you want us to leave, is this a joke?"

"Do I look like I’m joking? Get lost quickly; no one’s forcing you to join. If you want to participate, follow Ye Feng’s arrangements!" Sheng Lingfeng shouted angrily.

Hearing Sheng Lingfeng, Stark and Worth were bewildered, feeling surprised, and anger surged: "Dean, are you insane? He’s just a Four-level Spirit God, a waste, and you’re driving us away for him? You want to lose the God Demon Tournament?"

Sheng Lingfeng showed disdain: "What are you two compared to Ye Feng? In his presence, you’re trash; you’re just number fillers. As long as Ye Feng is there, whether you’re there or not makes no difference. Participate if you want, leave if not, make a decision quickly, otherwise, even if you beg me later, I won’t agree!"

"This..." Stark and Worth were shocked, eyes widened at Sheng Lingfeng, puzzled how Ye Feng, a Four-level Spirit God, could surpass them.

Yet Sheng Lingfeng refused to accept these powerful forces for one Ye Feng, leaving them baffled.