The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 438: The Rampage of Level Nine Soul Force

Hmm?

Ye Chenfeng’s momentum within surged once again, shocking Ding Haixing another time. However, that shock was quickly replaced by a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

He had to admit, Ye Chenfeng was indeed strong. At Chenfeng’s age, his own strength wasn’t even as high. To have such power at Chenfeng’s age would make him a favored child of heaven even in the Ancient Martial World. The thought that such a favored child was about to die by his hands brought an inexplicable pleasure to Ding Haixing’s heart.

"Cold Sea Pavilion, I, Ye Chenfeng, will remember you. One day, I will enter the Ancient Martial World and erase your sect from this world," Ye Chenfeng said, distracting Ding Haixing while covertly gathering his Soul Force within.

"Kid, before you speak, weigh your own abilities. You’re about to meet the King of Hell. Perhaps you can go to Yama’s Palace and cry about it," Ding Haixing said with a cold smirk.

Once Ye Chenfeng had his Soul Force adjusted to its optimal state, his body shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, his footsteps mysterious and unpredictable, like a fleeting ghost, as he hastily rushed towards Ding Haixing.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of Ding Haixing, and with ferocious force, his fist smashed towards Ding Haixing’s face.

Ding Haixing disdainfully glanced at Ye Chenfeng, choosing not to dodge but extending his palm to block Ye Chenfeng’s fist. Just then, a silver light shot out from Chenfeng’s fist, racing toward Ding Haixing’s right eye. Ding’s head instinctively tilted, and the silver needle that was aimed at his eye pierced through his right ear instead.

Ye Chenfeng felt a wave of disappointment knowing he missed. Against an expert like Ding Haixing, he had to resort to cunning tactics, but even those were dodged.

With his right ear pierced through, Ding Haixing became furious. His eyes darkened ominously. No longer in the mood for games, he took a sudden step forward, thrusting his shoulder and slamming heavily into Ye Chenfeng’s chest.

Chenfeng felt a stifling sensation in his chest, his head slightly foggy. Seizing the opportunity, Ding Haixing mercilessly bombarded Chenfeng, with punch after punch landing on Chenfeng’s chest, quickly causing his breastbone to cave in.

Then Ding Haixing grabbed Chenfeng’s arms and twisted forcefully with "crack, crack, crack," the sound of breaking bones echoed in the air as Chenfeng’s arm bones were completely shattered.

Still not ceasing, Ding Haixing delivered a deadly punch. With a "bang!" the strike heavily hit Ye Chenfeng’s heart. Blood sprayed wildly from Chenfeng’s mouth, the light in his eyes gradually dimming as his body slowly toppled backward.

Ye Chenfeng’s heartbeat slowed to a crawl, slower and slower, until at a certain moment it suddenly stopped, and all signs of life completely disappeared from his body.

Ding Haixing glanced at the lifeless Ye Chenfeng, pulled out the silver needle from his ear, and declared, "It’s been so many years since I last suffered an injury. Although your attack was a sneak one, kid, I admit you are quite capable. Given five or ten more years, you might really have reached the peak of the Ancient Martial World. Pity you won’t have that chance."

"Brother Ding, weren’t you a bit careless? To think you got injured by this kid?" Zheng Xiuping stepped forward and said.

Ding Haixing said annoyed, "If it were either of you facing this kid’s sneak attack, you’d probably be meeting the King of Hell by now. This kid’s strength isn’t as simple as you think. It seems we shouldn’t underestimate the people in the secular world after all!"

"Alright, the kid is dead for sure. My last punch shattered his heart. Let’s leave his body here. He seems to be the direct descendant of a major Capital City family. He’ll probably make the news headlines tomorrow," Ding Haixing said with a smile.

Just as Ding Haixing and the other two were stepping out of the alley, "thump, thump"—Ye Chenfeng’s stopped heart miraculously began beating again.

Chenfeng found himself in a world engulfed by darkness, with faint glimmers of light in the distance. He kept running towards the light, but it seemed to grow farther and farther away.

Ye Chenfeng clenched his teeth and ran faster and faster until he could no longer feel his legs. Closing his eyes for a final sprint, he exhausted every last bit of strength in his body. When he opened his eyes again, the world around him was incredibly bright, and a slow smile of joy spread across his lips.

Down the alley, Ye Chenfeng, lying on the ground, had his heart beating faster and faster. A breach appeared in his once impenetrable Eighth Level Soul Force, and a new power spread throughout his body, mending his shattered heart, the fractured bones in his chest, and his two twisted arms.

"Boom!"

An overwhelming Level Nine Soul Force burst uncontrollably from inside Ye Chenfeng, his body covered in a faint white glow. Ding Haixing and two others, just about to leave the alleyway, sensed the change within and stopped in their tracks, turning back to gaze into the gloomy alley.

"Why the rush to leave? I haven’t properly greeted you yet!"

No sooner had the voice hit the ears of Ding Haixing and the others, than Ye Chenfeng’s figure appeared in front of them, his mouth curving into a smile that revealed pearly white teeth.

How is this possible? How could this be?

Just moments ago, Ding Haixing was sure Ye Chenfeng was lifeless, but now, he was unfathomably alive once more? And he exuded a terrifying power that made Ding Haixing sense the breath of death.

"Slap!"

As Ding Haixing was still dazed, Ye Chenfeng raised his hand and slapped Ding Haixing’s face, denting one side of it and causing him to spit out several broken teeth.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Bang!"

Ye Chenfeng slapped Ding Haixing again and again, and the formerly dominant Ding Haixing was now powerless before Ye Chenfeng, until at last his head was shattered by Ye Chenfeng’s palm— a gruesomely bloody scene.

Ye Chenfeng shook off the mixture of fresh blood and brain matter from his hand. Having walked the edge of death, his strength had smoothly broken through to Level Nine Soul Force. With his current strength, battling a Heaven Rank High Grade master wasn’t a problem, not to mention Ding Haixing was only at Heaven Rank Middle Grade. Of course, he was just there to be battered by him.

Standing beside Ding Haixing, the Zheng brothers were utterly dumbfounded, their eyes filled with horror as they watched Ye Chenfeng, their legs trembling, they swallowed saliva unconsciously. When Ye Chenfeng’s gaze swept over them, they involuntarily took two steps back.

"You, you, you actually killed Brother Ding? You’re done for, and so is your family. Brother Ding was an elite cultivated by Cold Sea Pavilion, not someone you can just kill!" Zheng Xiuping said, trembling.

"Right, I advise you to come back with us to Cold Sea Pavilion and commit suicide in front of the Sect Leader to apologize. Maybe then your family won’t be implicated," Zheng Xiuyuan hurriedly added.

"I’m finished? I think it’s you two who are finished now. Do you really think you can live to return to the Ancient Martial World? You’re truly two dumb birds," Ye Chenfeng said with a cold laugh.

"Bang! Bang!"

He threw two punches at the Zheng brothers’ heads, and with Ye Chenfeng’s current strength, dispatching the Zheng brothers was an easy task, just like that, their heads burst open like watermelons, and a mist of blood filled the air.

Although Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force had reached Level Nine, he did not feel joy, but rather grew more anxious. As the Zheng brothers had mentioned, Cold Sea Pavilion wouldn’t let things go easily, and who knew to what level the most powerful in the Ancient Martial World had reached? Moreover, Ye Chenfeng was currently alone, and if he was to enter the Ancient Martial World in the future, he would need to nurture his own force capable of entering the Ancient Martial World with him and sweeping the entire realm.

"It seems many things are pressing. I need to come up with a countermeasure soon," Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)