857: Chapter 851: The One Who Should Hit the Road is You 857: Chapter 851: The One Who Should Hit the Road is You Moonlight spilled across the sky!
The Fan family’s number one vessel glided steadily on the sea surface, followed closely by two speedboats.
The special police on the speedboats hadn’t yet noticed the calamity that had befallen the vessel; they were simply trailing behind.
In the banquet hall on the third floor of the Fan family’s number one, the air seemed to have frozen in time.
Zhan Lang and Ye Chenfeng simultaneously unleashed a continuous stream of Soul Force.
All eyes in the room focused on the two of them.
After all, the hope of all the elite youth from Nangang rested on Ye Chenfeng’s shoulders.
If Ye Chenfeng were to die at Zhan Lang’s hands, all the men present would be killed on the spot, while the women, before their death, would suffer the indignities from Zhan Lang and even posthumously, their bodies would be desecrated by Fan Qi.
The thought of their fate caused the women’s bodies to shiver violently, tears welling in their eyes.
These women, hailing from major families, had never faced such adversity before.
Wang Zidong from Nangang’s Wang family, facing the imminent threat, asked softly, “Brother Luo, you are skilled in combat.
Do you think Brother Ye can defeat that monster?”
Luo Yongtian, sensing the Soul Force being released by Zhan Lang and Ye Chenfeng, shook his head with a bitter smile.
“I feel Brother Ye is not as strong as the other party.
However, anything can happen in a battle.
Tonight, our lives are all in Brother Ye’s hands.
If Brother Ye falls in battle, we will surely be on the Road to Netherworld.”
Upon hearing the conversation between Wang Zidong and Luo Yongtian, Chen Siyu frowned, her willful voice saying, “Chenfeng won’t lose.
I believe Chenfeng won’t lose.”
“I hope Ye Chenfeng can turn the tide.
Otherwise, I’d rather die than suffer their humiliation,” Zhang Xiaoyun said through clenched teeth, biting her lips so hard that blood trickled down them.
While Chen Siyu and the others were conversing softly, Zhan Lang made his move again.
This time, he held nothing back—his speed even faster than before, fully harnessing his King Level, Middle Stage Soul Force’s power and speed to the fullest.
His body radiated killing intent, and the surging fighting spirit was suffocating.
Ye Chenfeng focused and held his breath, pushing his King Level, Middle Stage Soul Force to the limit.
He knew if he used the Storm Profound Step Method immediately, he might barely dodge Zhan Lang’s attack.
However, the Storm Profound Step Method was his last resort; he had to wait for Zhan Lang to let his guard down before unleashing a surprise attack using the method.
So, Ye Chenfeng chose to use the Xuantian Step Technique first.
One step taken seemed to shrink the distance greatly.
Ye Chenfeng moved swiftly to the left to evade; regrettably, even with the Xuantian Step, he couldn’t fully escape Zhan Lang’s attack.
Zhan Lang’s fist, large as a casserole and enveloped in a swirling air, hammered down towards Ye Chenfeng’s head, intending to crush it in one blow.
Although the Xuantian Step Technique didn’t allow Ye Chenfeng to completely dodge the strike, it prevented Zhan Lang’s fist from smashing directly onto his head.
After avoiding the lethal blow, Zhan Lang’s fist instead hurtled towards his shoulder.
Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng was quick to react.
Instead of taking the punch on his shoulder, Ye Chenfeng decided to fight fire with fire and swung out his right fist fiercely.
“Bang!”
“Crack!
Crack!”
Ye Chenfeng staggered backwards six or seven steps, while Zhan Lang held his ground without moving an inch.
After all, Zhan Lang was stronger than Ye Chenfeng, so the outcome was expected.
Ye Chenfeng’s entire right arm, that had clashed with Zhan Lang, trembled slightly, with veins bulging thickly.
The sleeves had been shattered by the impact, and the skin on his right fist had split open, with blood cascading down his fingers onto the floor, bones in his entire right arm slightly fractured.
The elite youth of Nangang in the banquet hall became even more agitated after witnessing Ye Chenfeng’s retreat.
They hardly dared to breathe and kept their gaze locked on Ye Chenfeng.
Meanwhile, Chen Siyu, seeing Ye Chenfeng injured, showed a look of deep concern, clenching her pale hands into fists tightly.
“Ye Chenfeng, not bad, not bad at all.
My attack just now would have been unavoidable for a regular King Level, Initial Stage master, and yet you managed to suddenly increase your speed.
But, if that’s all the strength you have, then I’ll lose my interest in playing with you,” said Zhan Lang.
No sooner had his words finished than Zhan Lang launched another assault, his figure rapidly advancing towards Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng could only resort to the Xuantian Step Technique again and again; not to mention the Storm Profound Step Method, he hadn’t even used the Storm Step Technique yet.
“Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!”
Ye Chenfeng repeatedly endured Zhan Lang’s attacks.
In just two short minutes, Ye Chenfeng was covered in wounds, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Chenfeng was cornered by Zhan Lang in a corner of the banquet hall.
Observing the seriously injured Ye Chenfeng, Zhan Lang said with a smile, “My strength just broke through to the King Level Middle Stage Soul Force tonight.
If I had fought you earlier, we might have had a tough battle.
However, it’s impossible now, and it will be impossible forever because you’re about to die.”
Zhan Lang’s right hand transformed into a blade, and he violently chopped down toward Ye Chenfeng’s head.
This made Wu Tian, who was watching the battle, shake his head and say, “Well, this battle is about to end.
Ye Chenfeng can be said to have lost with honor.”
After seeing that Ye Chenfeng was about to be defeated, the faces of Luo Yongtian and the others turned ashen, except for Chen Siyu, who looked resolute and muttered to herself, “Impossible, impossible, Chenfeng will definitely not lose.”
With a “Whoosh!” sound,
Just as Zhan Lang’s blade hand was about to slash onto Ye Chenfeng’s head, Ye Chenfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and, without any hesitation, executed the Storm Step Technique.
The moment the Storm Step Technique was executed, a series of miniature whirlwinds appeared suddenly around Ye Chenfeng, instantly multiplying his speed many times over.
Zhan Lang had thought Ye Chenfeng was as good as dead, so he had become somewhat careless.
Only when he saw Ye Chenfeng’s speed increase did he realize that Ye Chenfeng still had something up his sleeve.
Although Ye Chenfeng noticed that Zhan Lang had become careless, he knew this was not the opportunity he was waiting for.
Since Zhan Lang had not exposed too many flaws, even if he immediately executed the Storm Profound Step Method, he likely couldn’t kill Zhan Lang in one blow.
So he continued to use the Storm Step Technique to confuse him.
As Ye Chenfeng dodged Zhan Lang’s knife hand using the Storm Step Technique, his right foot sharply kicked toward Zhan Lang’s waist.
Zhan Lang quickly retracted his blade hand and spun his body, effortlessly dodging Ye Chenfeng’s attack.
However, after evading the attack, Zhan Lang didn’t stay put.
His legs pushed off the ground, and he maximized his speed.
His figure appeared instantly in front of Ye Chenfeng and harshly punched Ye Chenfeng’s chest.
“Bang!”
“Puh~”
Ye Chenfeng’s chest slightly caved in, and his body slammed heavily against the wall, spewing out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
Most people present initially thought Ye Chenfeng was definitely going to die, but then Ye Chenfeng increased his speed again.
Although he was ultimately sent flying by Zhan Lang’s punch, this astonished Wu Tian, who was nearby.
The speed Ye Chenfeng had shown, if pitted against an average King Level Initial Stage Soul Force master, could have probably allowed him to instantly kill his opponent just with that sheer speed.
Wu Tian looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was lying on the ground with a dim expression on his face, and couldn’t help thinking, “What a pity.
If Ye Chenfeng were part of our organization, he would surely shine brilliantly.”
Zhan Lang, who had sent Ye Chenfeng flying with a punch, looked at Ye Chenfeng lying on the ground, gasping for air, his eyes devoid of any desire to battle.
Zhan Lang’s mouth curled into a scornful smile, and he slowly relaxed his vigilance, saying, “Ye Chenfeng, it’s already impressive that you’ve made it this far.
Honestly, you’ve surprised me.”
Ye Chenfeng propped himself up with both hands, sitting on the ground, his breathing through his nose and mouth extremely irregular, his fighting spirit completely drained.
“Ye Chenfeng, it’s time for me to send you on your way!” Zhan Lang said with a cold laugh.
Ye Chenfeng saw that Zhan Lang had completely relaxed his vigilance and had many flaws exposed.
He knew the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived.
As Zhan Lang approached closer and closer, when Zhan Lang was only three steps away from him,
A surge of fighting spirit rose again from Ye Chenfeng, startling the relaxed Zhan Lang.
However, it was in this moment of hesitation that Ye Chenfeng spared no effort in executing the Storm Profound Step Method.
A fierce storm manifested, shrinking distances to inches.
Ye Chenfeng’s speed increased many times over again, his figure instantly closing the gap on Zhan Lang.
By the time Zhan Lang realized, it was all too late.
Only Ye Chenfeng’s roar resounded in his ears: “The one who’s due on the Road to Netherworld is you.”
Ye Chenfeng’s left hand gathered energy, forming a tight fist, and quickly hammered toward Zhan Lang’s chest.
He had been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the fight.
With this punch, Ye Chenfeng exerted all his strength.
With this punch, he intended to shatter Zhan Lang’s heart completely, to fully resolve the trouble that Zhan Lang posed.
Ye Chenfeng’s fist whistled through the air, as if it could scatter the very air itself, and Zhan Lang couldn’t evade in time.
His pupils dilated as he could only watch Ye Chenfeng’s left fist come closer and closer to his heart, until finally, it struck right where his heart was.
…(To be continued.
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