The Man from Hell

Chapter 69: How... Did He Do It!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

‘I could defeat you in 1 move!’

When Ye Feng replied, the entire box became silent. Then, they went into an

uproar.

“Oh, my god! What did he say? This brat is so presumptuous! He’s courting death!”

“You are fearless! When Sang Biao became famous across southern China, this brat was still playing in the mud!”

“Yea! This guy is dead! He shouldn’t provoke Sang Biao!”

“...”

At this moment, all the playboys in the box were watching Ye Feng as if he was an idiot.

‘That’s an illegal MMA trump. He killed all the trumps in the 17 cities across southern China!’

‘However, Ye Feng is young and thin. How could he defeat Sang Biao in just 1 move? That’s impossible.’

Not only the others, even that unkempt middle-aged man in the corner curled his lip, revealing a soft smile, after hearing Ye Feng’s words.

“Ignorant people are always fearless! There is no way that brat could even endure 3 moves from Biao!”

The middle-aged man sneered out of contempt.

At that moment, he wasn’t interested in watching the fight; instead, he continued to drink his high-concentrated booze, as if the result of this fight was already fixed!

Sang Biao burst out into laughter.

“Good! Good boy! None of those illegal MMA trumps across the 17 cities of southern China were even close to as presumptuous as you!”

Sang Biao spoke as he watched Ye Feng with a brutal look, “If so, go die!”

After his few leaving words, Sang Biao instantly charged at Ye Feng like a rocket!

While he was mid-air, his roundhouse kick had already started!

“Go die!”

With a wuthering wind, the kick was fierce and overwhelming!

At the sight of the kick, each of the playboys in the surroundings quickly jumped.

If the kick had even touched their bodies, their guts would have splatted out for sure.

However, what happened next shocked everyone greatly!

Ye Feng just stood still as if he had not seen Sang Biao’s strike!

...

Watching the kick fly through the air, everyone in the ring became petrified.

“Is the brat scared stiff? Why doesn’t he dodge that?”

“He’s courting death! Absolutely courting death! Sang Biao’s round kick could break his bones!”

“He’s over. This brat is dead!”

Watching the scene, all the playboys shook their heads in discontent. They thought that Ye Feng had been scared stiff by Sang Biao’s imposing manner!

Fang Ying’s face turned dreadfully pale as she had thought Ye Feng somehow didn’t see the kick coming!

“Ye Feng, dodge that!”

Fang Ying hurriedly warned Ye Feng with great anxiety.

However, young master Teng and A’San smiled pleasantly!

“He’s dead! Haha... this brat is an idiot. Sang Biao could knock him out with one round kick!”

Watching Sang Biao’s round kick, the two boys were extremely happy, as if they had already heard the crack of Ye Feng’s bones.

...

At that moment, Sang Biao’s leg had already approached Ye Feng’s shoulder.

However, when Sang Biao’s leg was 5 cm away from his shoulder, Ye Feng finally moved!

With a wuthering wind, Ye Feng reached out his palm as fast as a lightning bolt.

Closely after, he punched towards Sang Biao’s leg!

Bang!

Everyone heard a clear crack.

After being struck in the blink of an eye, Sang Biao went into extreme shock!

He then felt an overwhelming force rushing straight upwards from his foot, breaking his bone in a split second. Then, he was sent flying 3-4 m away like a kite whose line was cut!

After smashing the table and chairs, he fell to the ground.

The entire box was in dead silence as all the scornful sounds, cheers, and exclamations stopped as if the mute switch was turned on!

Everyone watched as Sang Biao fell to the ground.

Young master Teng and A’San’s mouths quickly dropped, as if they just saw a ghost.

The unkempt middle-aged man suddenly sprung up as he gazed at Sang Biao’s body with a deep concentration, trembling all over.

“Force from the leg; his punch borrowed the force from Sang Biao’s leg! He gained force from Sang Biao! How... did he do it?”

The unkempt middle-aged man then gazed at Ye Feng with a solemn look.

It was his first time to observing Ye Feng seriously.

Previously, in his eyes, Ye Feng was just a commoner who was not threatening at all.

However, after observing Ye Feng carefully, he discovered that each of Ye Feng’s steps seemed as if they were coming from the universe and carrying infinite great force.

As a result, the middle-aged man was shocked greatly.

‘Sang Biao was defeated!’

Nobody in the present could believe their eyes!

Sang Biao, the unrivaled illegal MMA trump who once killed all the trumps of the 17 cities across southern China, was defeated by Ye Feng in 1 movement!

‘Im... impossible!’

...

In a split second, the entire box went into an uproar.

Given his irregularly twisted leg, it must have been completely broken.

Sang Biao gnashed his teeth as he didn’t utter any shriek. However, sweat drops flew from his forehead like running water.

“Im... impossible! How could he defeat me?”

Sang Biao roared with a grim look as his eyes turned bloody.

Each of the playboys yelled in anger. They kept rubbing their eyes as if they doubted what they just witnessed.

Even Fang Ying covered her petty mouth as she watched Ye Feng with an unbelievable look.

“I will take this Heavenly Yellow Root!”

While the others stared at him in confusion, Ye Feng picked up the Heavenly Yellow Root with a smile.

He slightly curled his lip, as if he had just swatted a fly, “I’ve long told you, I’m not interested in

that!”

‘F*ck!’

After hearing his words, everyone else in the room became speechless.

‘After sending that trump flying away with one punch, that jerk said he wasn’t interested?’

‘That... that’s extremely presumptuous.’

More than that, they watched Ye Feng walk to Fang Ying’s side as he shrugged to her

casually, saying, “I’ve told you that I would treat him with respect. I didn’t cheat you!”

Ye Feng spoke with a smile.

After hearing his words, young master Teng and Sang Biao almost spurted out blood!

‘He will treat Sang Biao with respect?’

‘F*ck you, you’ve already broken his leg; you call that treating him with respect?’

Fang Ying was also watching Ye Feng speechlessly. In her eyes, he could bring her more and more surprises, each night they were together.