The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 656 - 675 Confidence [First Update]

Youcheng Chiyoda didn’t even consider Ye Feng worth noticing, for he couldn’t feel any threat emanating from Ye Feng at all. In Youcheng Chiyoda’s eyes, Ye Feng was at best a Martial Artist who had cultivated Inner Strength.

For a Grandmaster realm Martial Artist to deal with one who has only cultivated Inner Strength, it was naturally a piece of cake.

Zhao Xinling looked at Youcheng Chiyoda with disdain, "Youcheng Chiyoda, you really overestimate yourself. Don’t take this the wrong way, but it’s not certain you can defeat him within three moves, not only that, I can assure you, you might not be able to defeat Ye Feng even within ten moves!"

"What a joke!" Youcheng Chiyoda scoffed, feeling that Zhao Xinling was deliberately trying to provoke him, using reverse psychology.

"Zhao Xinling, there’s no need for you to use such tactics on me. They’re utterly ineffective against me, so give it up!" Then, Youcheng Chiyoda turned to Ye Feng, "Kid, just admit defeat. As long as you give up, I won’t lay a finger on you. I don’t like bullying someone weaker than me!"

However, Ye Feng remained calm, completely unaffected by Youcheng Chiyoda’s words.

But Zhou Mengyu got anxious, "Ye Feng, just admit defeat for now. Youcheng Chiyoda is incredibly strong. There’s no shame in giving up, no one will laugh at you!"

Ye Feng shook his head, "A worthless trash, I can burst him with one hand. Why would I admit defeat?"

"What!" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone present was shocked, looking at Ye Feng as if he had gone mad. Everyone knew that Youcheng Chiyoda was one of the top three figures at Kyoto University.

Yet, Ye Feng dared to say he could burst him with one hand.

Youcheng Chiyoda frowned, then squinting his eyes, he looked at Ye Feng with disdain in his gaze.

Still, Ye Feng maintained an air of ease, showing not the slightest sign of nervousness.

"Kid, do you know what you’re saying? I’ve said that I don’t want to act against the weak, but that doesn’t mean I will tolerate provocation from you!" Youcheng Chiyoda squinted at Ye Feng, speaking indifferently.

Ye Feng slowly said, "I made myself very clear, to burst you, one hand is enough!"

"Ye Feng!" Seeing Ye Feng’s arrogance, Zhou Mengyu became anxious.

Zhou Mengyu was well aware of the vast gulf between a Half-step Master and a Grandmaster; even ten Half-step Masters might not match an Early Innate Grandmaster, not to mention, Youcheng Chiyoda had long reached Mid Innate Grandmaster level.

"Ye Feng, have you lost your mind? Why must you offend Youcheng Chiyoda? Do you have any idea how huge the gap is between a Grandmaster and a Half-step Master?" Zhou Mengyu, frustrated and impatient, raised her voice at Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng still wore an expression of composure, showing no worry at all.

"Stand back, I know what I’m doing..." Ye Feng said quietly.

"Is he insane?" Seeing how composed Ye Feng was, the onlookers looked at him as if they were staring at a fool and began to discuss among themselves.

"Does he think he’s someone special? Is he seriously deluded into thinking he can beat Youcheng Chiyoda? Ridiculous!"

"Yes, Youcheng Chiyoda is a one-in-a-million Grandmaster, powerful and strong. How could an unknown individual like him even contend?"

At that moment, Youcheng Chiyoda stood opposite Ye Feng, his eyes showing disdain and his demeanor lazy as if nothing could rouse his spirit.

"Kid, congratulations, you’ve successfully got my attention. Now, I’ll give you a chance: kneel and admit your error, and I’ll let you leave unharmed today. What do you say?" Youcheng Chiyoda said nonchalantly.

Ye Feng shook his head, "If you’re going to attack, do it quickly. Don’t waste everyone’s time..."

"What’s with that attitude? Are you in a hurry to die?" The crowd, angry at Ye Feng’s arrogance, began to question loudly.

But Youcheng Chiyoda wasn’t angry; instead, his face was filled with confidence, "Sanjing Shiro, Matsuboto Chiba!"

"Hm?" Ye Feng looked at Youcheng Chiyoda, puzzled as to why he was bringing up those two names.

"Sanjing Shiro and Matsuboto Chiba, in Kyoto University, are considered my equals, Grandmaster-level opponents. But so what? They still can’t beat me!" Youcheng Chiyoda said confidently.

Youcheng Chiyoda’s confidence was brimming with arrogance, giving off an aura that he was the best in the world.

"And then?" Ye Feng asked somewhat speechlessly, frowning at Youcheng Chiyoda.

"Despite being hailed as once-in-a-century geniuses, they still can’t defeat me. Do you now understand how strong I am?" Youcheng Chiyoda looked at Ye Feng confidently.

Ye Feng subtly nodded, "I understand now..."

"Good!" Youcheng Chiyoda smiled slightly, "Tell me, do you realize how strong I am?"

Ye Feng replied, "You’re very good at talking big, but as a person, you’re not much to speak of..."

"You’re courting death!" In an instant, Youcheng Chiyoda got furious, and True Essence seeped out while gusts of wind whirled around him, thundering sounds echoing around.

Youcheng Chiyoda believed that the reputation he had earned was all due to his own efforts, but now Ye Feng was saying he was only good at talking big, which was a direct provocation.

"Youcheng Chiyoda senior, you shouldn’t waste time with him. Just blast this idiot and let him see the huge gap between you two!"

"Right! Don’t waste time, just kill him!" Ishida Yulong, unbeknownst when, had stood up and was yelling loudly.

Ishida Yulong just wanted to see Ye Feng defeated by Youcheng Chiyoda, preferably crippled.

Youcheng Chiyoda, squinting, scrutinized Ye Feng, "Kid, I’ll ask you one last time, will you apologize or not?"

Ye Feng put his left hand behind him and stretched out his right hand, "As I’ve said, to burst you, one hand will suffice. Since I’ve said so, I will certainly not use the other hand!"

"Foolish!" Youcheng Chiyoda roared in rage, and in the next instant, his powerful True Essence burst forth, Youcheng Chiyoda elevating his aura to the extreme.

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