The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 2232 - 2221: No Chance to Fight Back

As Zhao Feiyu finished speaking.

Zhao Shenghong, Zhao Jinpeng, and Zhao Wenyu, who originally had friendly expressions, set down their wine glasses, their brows involuntarily furrowing. Recently, the ordinary faction had raised the topic many times, wanting to match Zhao Feiyu with Bai Xiaorou. Given Zhao Feiyu’s talent, he was just about qualified to be with Bai Xiaorou, but at that time Zhao Wenyu only said he would consider it.

But now, having met Ye Chenfeng, what was there for Zhao Wenyu to consider? Zhao Feiyu was far inferior to Ye Chenfeng, so it seemed the ordinary faction intended to stir up trouble. Bai Xiaorou, who nestled against Ye Chenfeng, instantly had her gentle expression turn icy. Her eyes, cold as a glacier, stared at Zhao Feiyu.

Others might not know Ye Chenfeng’s combat prowess, but Zhao Shenghong had witnessed it firsthand, and Zhao Jinpeng and Zhao Wenyu had also learned about Ye Chenfeng’s powerful combat strength from Zhao Shenghong.

Back then, at the Peak of the sixth level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, Ye Chenfeng’s combat power was enough to slaughter strong Spirit God Realm opponents. And now, both Ye Chenfeng and Zhao Feiyu were in the Heavenly God Realm; crucially, they were only one major realm apart. One at the Peak of the second level, and the other at the Peak of the third level—this minor difference was almost negligible for Ye Chenfeng, unless the opponent possessed extraordinarily strong combat prowess or was a rarely seen genius. But clearly, Zhao Feiyu had not reached that level of genius.

With a serious tone, Zhao Shenghong said, "Feiyu, what nonsense are you talking about? It’s Chenfeng’s first time visiting us; let’s talk about sparring some other time!"

Zhao Shenghong waved his hand impatiently, considering Zhao Feiyu a rare talent within the Nine Nether Ice Lions. He didn’t want Zhao Feiyu to lose confidence since he could almost predict the outcome, meaning he had considered Zhao Feiyu’s situation somewhat.

But this goodwill from Zhao Shenghong only fueled Zhao Feiyu’s anger even more, as he saw Zhao Shenghong as being entirely biased toward Ye Chenfeng. At that moment, the voice of an elder from the ordinary faction resonated in his mind again.

Subsequently, Zhao Feiyu calmed himself and respectfully bowed to Zhao Shenghong, yet he still gazed at Ye Chenfeng, saying, "Dear friend, if you wish to wed the princess of our Lion King Lineage, you must demonstrate your combat power. I, Zhao Feiyu, also fancy the princess, so if you can’t even defeat me, how could you have the face to marry our princess?"

Seeing Zhao Feiyu’s brazenness, Zhao Shenghong, Zhao Jinpeng, and Zhao Wenyu’s expressions turned completely gloomy. The ordinary faction was, after all, part of the entire Nine Nether Ice Lions, so under usual circumstances, Zhao Shenghong and the others would give them some face. But now, the ordinary faction was becoming increasingly excessive.

Just as Zhao Shenghong and the others were about to erupt.

Two elderly men walked over from a nearby table. One of them was a half-step Divine King, and the other was at the Peak of the seventh level of the Heavenly God Realm. These two were elders from the ordinary faction, the half-step Divine King named Zhao Chenggao, and the other elder Zhao Hongliang.

Zhao Chenggao laughed, "Brother Shenghong, Feiyu is just a straightforward person; please don’t blame him! He liked the princess ever since he first met her. Matters of the heart can’t be controlled. I see no harm in letting them have a little spar!"

"Sparring for the woman he loves, it’s quite a touching story. Moreover, it’s for our Lion King Lineage’s princess."

Zhao Hongliang nodded, saying, "Our Nine Nether Ice Lions haven’t hosted a banquet in quite some time. Without a special program, wouldn’t the banquet be too dull? I only wonder if this young brother would agree to Feiyu’s sparring challenge?"

Zhao Chenggao and Zhao Hongliang held very high positions within the ordinary faction, and Zhao Shenghong and the others didn’t want to strain relations with them. Furthermore, Zhao Hongliang skillfully asked if Ye Chenfeng was willing to agree, leaving what was agreed upon quite ambiguous.

After all, Zhao Feiyu had said earlier that if Ye Chenfeng lost to him, then Ye Chenfeng should be too ashamed to marry Bai Xiaorou. If Ye Chenfeng agreed, it would seem to others as if he agreed to that condition too, leading to potential trouble if people decided to make an issue out of it. Can an untrustworthy person be reliable?

In front of the younger generation’s table, Zhao Chengming and Zhao Huaqing increasingly found Zhao Feiyu revolting. Zhao Chengming directly said, "Elder Chenggao, Elder Hongliang, that’s not right. And Zhao Feiyu, are you not being shameless? How old are you now? This brother here is only thirty. So press your own cultivation level to where you were at thirty."

Though Zhao Chenggao and Zhao Hongliang were from the ordinary faction, the younger generation of the Lion King lineage still addressed them as elders.

Hearing Zhao Chengming’s words, everyone present found Zhao Feiyu, Zhao Chenggao, and Zhao Hongliang looking sour-faced. Asking Zhao Feiyu to suppress his strength to what it was at thirty was tantamount to letting him be abused by Ye Chenfeng!

Ye Chenfeng, who sat calmly in his chair, rotated the wine glass in his hand. He now understood Zhao Feiyu’s intentions. With Bai Xiaorou’s genuine affection for him, he no longer wanted to retreat. Setting his glass down on the table, he looked directly at Zhao Feiyu and said indifferently, "I never use my woman as a wager. Whether I win or lose, I won’t ask you to suppress your strength to what it was at thirty. If you’re going to spar, let’s get on with it; I don’t have time to listen to you bicker."

Bai Xiaorou’s cold demeanor once again softened, and she no longer glared icily at Zhao Feiyu. Her brother Ye’s words instantly melted her heart. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Ye Chenfeng spoke so openly that Zhao Shenghong, Zhao Jinpeng, and Zhao Wenyu nodded in approval. In contrast, Zhao Feiyu seemed utterly despisable.

At this point.

Zhao Feiyu knew he had no way out. Even if Ye Chenfeng refused the bet, he still intended to carry on with the contest. He couldn’t believe that, at the Peak of the third level of the Heavenly God Realm, he would lose to someone at the Peak of the second level!

With a sullen face, Zhao Feiyu said, "Well, you said it. Then please enlighten me."

Ye Chenfeng replied, "No need to go elsewhere. Let’s just clear a few tables here and have the match right here."

Zhao Feiyu did not refuse, "Fine, right here then."

In Zhao Feiyu’s mind, this contest wouldn’t last long. He was confident in his combat prowess and believed he would defeat Ye Chenfeng in an overwhelming manner.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng and Zhao Feiyu had made their decision, Zhao Shenghong and the others sighed. Zhao Feiyu was simply too ignorant. They instructed people to move a few tables aside, and Zhao Shenghong said, "Fight until you’re satisfied."

Zhao Chenggao and Zhao Hongliang weren’t entirely pleased with this outcome, but as long as Zhao Feiyu could defeat Ye Chenfeng, they’d have stood up to challenge the Lion King lineage, which they deemed worthwhile. Their main goal was to ruin the situation between Ye Chenfeng and Bai Xiaorou, with defeating Ye Chenfeng being merely the first step, to be followed by more actions later.

Zhao Chengming and Zhao Huaqing liked Ye Chenfeng’s straightforwardness more and more, though they also began to worry internally. They were well aware of Zhao Feiyu’s strength and combat ability; fighting Zhao Feiyu required both of them together just to see an evenly matched result.

The other attendees also began wondering if this contest would be exciting, and who would emerge victorious? Most people thought Zhao Feiyu would win, despite Ye Chenfeng’s unprecedented talent, because Zhao Feiyu’s strength surpassed Ye Chenfeng’s by an entire major realm.

As most of the people had already concluded the result of the contest.

Zhao Feiyu’s aura suddenly surged to its zenith as he sneered, "Make your move!"

"Then I won’t stand on ceremony."

Ye Chenfeng immediately amped up his aura, unleashing the power of the Supreme Ten Revolutions to its fullest, and activated the Four-Star Secret Method’s Thousand Thunder Flash. Red lightning flared from beneath his calves and feet, and his figure shot out like a bolt of lightning.

While dashing forward, he continuously infused his Sea of Consciousness’s Nine-Heaven Mystic Thunder into his Thousand Thunder Flash, increasing its speed rapidly. Many of those present could not even catch a glimpse of Ye Chenfeng’s figure.

Yet, the formerly confident Zhao Feiyu, who had urged Ye Chenfeng to attack, found his eyes and senses utterly unable to keep up with Ye Chenfeng’s speed.

All of a sudden.

Zhao Feiyu felt an overwhelming force on his forehead. Ye Chenfeng’s palm was pressing down, and Zhao Feiyu had no time to react or defend.

With a "bang!"

Ye Chenfeng slammed Zhao Feiyu’s forehead into the ground.

The stone tiles on the floor shattered as Zhao Feiyu’s body created a shallow pit, unable to resist, proving they were not on the same level.

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