The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 551: Reversal! Turtle Breathing Technique!

The rain kept pouring down harder.

Ye Chenfeng, who lay on the ground utterly lifeless, had entered an extremely mysterious state.

When Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force began to circulate with the incantation of the Turtle Breathing Technique, he initially felt a pain so intense he thought he was going to die. He wasn’t sure if it was because the Soul Force differed from the True Energy Force, but that deathly pain lasted only about twenty seconds. Then he felt the functions throughout his body gradually cease. However, he didn’t feel the slightest discomfort, indicating that he had successfully executed the Turtle Breathing Technique.

Before Chenfeng could feel relieved, he felt his chest had been brutally stomped on once more. If he were to be stomped a few more times with such force, his heart would likely be crushed. Thus, he cautiously moved his Soul Force to his chest. Despite this, after being fiercely stomped on by Shao Yangren five or six times, he sustained very serious internal injuries, with almost all of his chest bones broken. He swallowed back the blood that almost sprayed from his throat.

"Brother Shao, it seems you have truly stomped Ye Chenfeng to death. Who would have thought that the Capital’s fool, as everyone refers to him, could actually be a master with such formidable strength?" Zhong Ling, seeing Ye Chenfeng lying motionless on the ground, wiped his rain-soaked face and said.

Shao Yangren, always a cautious man, had great confidence in his own perception. In his view, Ye Chenfeng’s life force had completely vanished, and he was as good as dead. The burning pain in his right ankle caused his brow to furrow. He said, "Zhong Ling, it’s been five years since I’ve been injured. To think a mere mortal wounded me this time? Later, I will sever his head. Generally, I preserve the heads of those I kill as trophies."

Zhong Ling glanced dismissively at Ye Chenfeng on the ground and said, "Ye Chenfeng, oh, Ye Chenfeng, didn’t I tell you earlier? You were bound to be sent to meet King Yama for daring to lay a finger on our Xuantian Sect members. Soon, your kin will join you in the underworld."

"Brother Shao, let me help you cut off Ye Chenfeng’s head." Zhong Ling took out a silver-white dagger. The blade’s chilliness was piercingly cold, making it clear it was no ordinary weapon.

Lying on the ground, having just initiated the Turtle Breathing Technique, Ye Chenfeng heard every word spoken by Shao Yangren and Zhong Ling crystal clear. He also sensed that Shao Yangren had completely let his guard down, withdrawing the True Energy Force he had summoned. It could be said that Shao Yangren was now utterly defenseless.

This was the only chance for Ye Chenfeng to turn the tables.

Ye Chenfeng, with his eyes shut while lying on the ground, suddenly materialized a silver needle in his right palm. He had to ensure absolute success; otherwise, today would be his day of demise.

Zhong Ling, clutching the frosty dagger, stepped towards Ye Chenfeng, a thrill of excitement curling his lips into a smile, "Ye Chenfeng, you must be considered a prodigy, right? Yet not only were you stomped to death by Brother Shao, but your head will also be personally severed by me. Do you feel aggrieved? I’ve forgotten you’re already dead, hahaha."

But the smile on Zhong Ling’s face suddenly froze, as he saw Ye Chenfeng opening his eyes. A pair of pitch-black pupils were mockingly fixed on him. Because Zhong Ling blocked Shao Yangren’s view, Shao Yangren couldn’t see Ye Chenfeng’s eyes abruptly open. Since Ye Chenfeng’s bodily functions were still halted, Shao Yangren also couldn’t sense Ye Chenfeng’s life force.

Shao Yangren, observing Zhong Ling’s hesitation and not going through with the action, frowned deeply. He took a couple of steps forward and was about to speak when suddenly Ye Chenfeng, previously lifeless on the ground, sprang up, hurling his right fist toward his neck.

Caught off guard by the attack, Shao Yangren had no time to evade. He could only muster his True Energy Force and struck out towards Ye Chenfeng’s chest. Seeing that Chenfeng did not dodge, Shao Yangren assumed he was set on trading blow for blow, so he put even more force into his punch. He had no time to ponder how Ye Chenfeng, clearly devoid of life, could suddenly be alive again.

"Bang!"

"Pfft!"

Shao Yangren’s fist landed squarely on Ye Chenfeng’s chest. A sweet taste rose in Ye Chenfeng’s throat, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. Yet, he didn’t take a single step back; his fist also landed precisely on Shao Yangren’s neck, silent.

Shao Yangren felt a stabbing pain in his neck, a painful sensation as if he wanted to speak but couldn’t. His eyes widened in alarm.

Zhong Ling, seeing Ye Chenfeng spew blood again, sneered, "Ye Chenfeng, your struggle is utterly futile. Did you really think you could rival Brother Shao? Since you’re so recalcitrant, after killing you, I will ensure your loved ones die in agony. If there are beautiful women, I’ll be sure to enjoy them before sending them on their way. I heard that your uncle just got married recently?"

Zhong Ling had completely failed to detect any change in expression on Shao Yangren’s face.

Ye Chenfeng removed his right fist from Shao Yangren’s neck, only to reveal a small blood-red hole in it. Just now, Ye Chenfeng had concealed a silver needle within the seams of his fist and directly stabbed it into Shao Yangren’s neck. Shao Yangren was undoubtedly doomed to die.

"Cough, cough!"

Ye Chenfeng clutched his aching chest, stepping back twice as an involuntary cough arose from his throat.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm!"

Garbled sounds emerged from Shao Yangren’s throat, his forehead veins bulging as he clutched at his throat, struggling to utter, "You, how did you not die just now?"

"Why should I tell you the reason? Today isn’t the day Ye Chenfeng dies but the day you all die," Ye Chenfeng growled ferociously.

Shao Yangren’s eyes widened in disbelief, his breath failing to catch until he finally expired—his gaze filled with unwillingness. His strength had clearly surpassed Ye Chenfeng’s by a considerable margin, yet he was the one to die. How could he not feel frustrated? Moreover, until the end, he never learned why a lifeless Ye Chenfeng had suddenly come back to life.

Little did Shao Yangren guess that Ye Chenfeng had performed the Turtle Breathing Technique from their sect.

Zhong Ling watched as Shao Yangren’s body slowly fell into the rain, his gaze turning vacant. He could not fathom that Shao Yangren would die at Ye Chenfeng’s hand. The chilling dagger he held trembled in his grip and fell to the ground.

As Ye Chenfeng approached step by step, Zhong Ling finally felt fear and hurriedly said, "Ye, Ye Chenfeng, I am the son of the Xuantian Sect leader; you can’t kill me. If you kill me, you will make an enemy of the entire Xuantian Sect. I can ensure that today’s events won’t be pursued."

"Pfft!"

Ye Chenfeng’s chest hurt fiercely, and another mouthful of fresh blood sprayed forth. Seeing Ye Chenfeng stumble as if on the verge of death, Zhong Ling’s face bore a grim look, no longer fearful, "Ye Chenfeng, I refuse to believe you can still beat me in this state. Today, I’ll show you what I’m made of."

Zhong Ling summoned the Lower Grade True Energy Force from within, took two steps, and hurled a fierce punch at Ye Chenfeng’s injured chest. Ye Chenfeng’s dark eyes emitted two sharp beams of light as he, amidst the pain in his chest, dodged Zhong Ling’s attack and once again enhanced his Level Nine Soul Force.

With a "bang!"

A punch landed on Zhong Ling’s head.

As Ye Chenfeng had depleted too much Soul Force, this punch failed to completely shatter Zhong Ling’s skull but cracked it severely.

Zhong Ling’s eyeballs burst, and the top of his skull was shattered, revealing his brain.

Zhong Ling still had a breath in his throat, and his body trembled non-stop on the ground. It was a full minute before he passed away.

Little did he know, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse, a proverb Zhong Ling would likely never come to understand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian.com with recommendation tickets and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)