The Man from Hell

Chapter 70: If So, Go Die!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

‘I have to win the Heavenly Yellow Root back!’

Young master Teng muttered as he gnashed his teeth, watching the Heavenly Yellow Root in Ye Feng’s hand with red eyes.

At the order of his grandpa, he would gift the Heavenly Yellow Root to the big figure that he ought to meet.

Previously, he was confident that Sang Biao would defeat Ye Feng easily. Then, he could drive the jerk away from Fang Ying while keeping the Heavenly Yellow Root.

However, he could never imagine that the brat would defeat Sang Biao in one move.

‘I have to get the Heavenly Yellow Root back! Otherwise, my image in the eyes of that big figure would be greatly diminished!’

Young master Teng then fixated onto the unkempt middle-aged man in the corner. Closely after, he strode towards him.

All the other playboys in the box hurriedly moved out of the way, given young master Teng’s furious expression.

Under the astonished gaze of the others, young master Teng walked in front of the unkempt middle-aged man before kneeling down and asking, “Senior, please help me!”

‘What the hell!’

Young master Teng’s actions shocked everyone in the box.

Nobody noticed the unkempt middle-aged man before; they didn’t even see where he entered.

‘That guy looks like a beggar.’

However, young master Teng, a member of the second-affluent generation in southern China was kneeling down before a middle-aged man and asking for his help. It... it was unbelievable.

...

In a split second, each of the playboys in the room joined in a hot discussion about the identity of the middle-aged man.

Closely after, everyone watched as Sang Biao struggled to pick himself up before dragging his torn body towards the middle-aged man. He then knelt down in front of him, asking, “Master, please avenge my insult!”

...

After hearing Sang Biao’s words, the entire box went into an uproar!

‘Master!’

‘This middle-aged beggar is Sang Biao’s master! That’s... unbelievable!’

One second later, the entire box went into dead silence as all the playboys fixated onto the mysterious unkempt middle-aged man.

‘Powerhouse!’

They could only define that mysterious middle-aged man as a powerhouse!

“Amazing...”

Right then, the unkempt middle-aged man bottomed up the rest of his bottle of high-concentration booze, wiped off the liquor stains on his mouth, and preceded to speak slowly, “I’ve not imagined that there’s such a powerhouse in Jiangshi City. Amazing!”

After speaking, he suddenly stood up as he looked straight into Ye Feng’s eyes, yelling, “If so, let me have a try!”

With deep battle intent in his eyes, he stomped forward and flashed away. In a split second, he had disappeared in front of Ye Feng!

Crack!

Crack!

After the middle-aged man sprinted off, his remaining qi smashed the remaining glass bottles on the table.

...

‘He smashed the empty bottles into pieces with only his remaining qi, what... terrifying power.’

Everyone in the box was shocked by what they just witnessed!

In their eyes, the middle-aged man was as terrifying as a deity!

Each of the playboys fixated onto Ye Feng with mercy.

Previously, they thought Ye Feng was by far the strongest person around; unexpectedly, there was an even greater powerhouse.

They knew it was clear that the unkempt middle-aged man was much more powerful than Sang Biao.

‘Ye Feng is dead!’

Young master Teng curled his lip with an ecstasy as he hurriedly walked towards Ye Feng, asking, “Ye Feng, how about having another bet?”

Young master Teng then took out Fantasy Vine Grass and put it onto the table, asking, “As long as you can beat him, you can have this Fantasy Vine Grass! If you lose, the Heavenly Yellow Root will belong to me! Additionally, you have to leave Fang Ying forever!”

Young master Teng made an even greater bet this time!

He was determined to get back the Heavenly Yellow Root!

After hearing his words, Ye Feng revealed a faint playful look as he stared straight into the eyes of the unkempt middle-aged, saying, “You’re powerful!”

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, every playboy in the box became spirited.

Even though Ye Feng had admitted that he was powerful. Apparently, he knew the middle-aged man was greatly powerful.

However, Ye Feng’s next words froze everyone in excitement!

“But it’s just so-so!”

‘What!’

‘You’re powerful, but it’s just so-so!’

‘This guy is not afraid of anything?’

...

All the playboys felt as if Ye Feng had lost his mind.

‘The middle-aged man could break the empty glass bottles on the table with only his remaining qi, how could Ye Feng be more powerful?’

‘This is insane!’

‘Even though Ye Feng has cultivated since birth, he could never match that middle-aged man.’

‘However, he’s still very presumptuous. He’s courting death!’

Everyone in the present watched Ye Feng as if he was an idiot.

Even Fang Ying was worried about him.

“This jerk couldn’t live without showing off...”

Fang Ying became speechless!

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, the middle-aged man became filled with bone-piercingly icy laughter!

“Boy, there’s always someone more powerful than you! Hopefully, you’re as powerful as you think!”

The middle-aged man then took a short gaze at Sang Biao as he curled his lip, saying, “You told my disciple that you could defeat him in one move! Therefore, I will defeat you in one move!”

‘I will defeat you in one move!’

The middle-aged man’s words sounded extremely presumptuous. He wanted to avenge his disciple’s defeat!

The middle-aged man returned Ye Feng’s words back to him!

In an instant, young master Teng, Sang Biao, A’San, and all the other playboys became greatly thrilled.

They knew that the unkempt middle-aged man was absolutely infuriated and wanted payback, an eye for an eye!

However, after hearing his words, Ye Feng wasn’t scared at all; instead, he hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile, “No, no, no! After all, you’re his master! I should pay respect to you!”

After speaking, Ye Feng slightly curled his lip, adding, “Just now, I defeated him in one move! Now, I will allow you to attack me three times!”

‘What!’

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, young master Teng and all the other people became infuriated.

‘Presumptuous!’

‘Arrogant!’

‘He defeated Sang Biao in one move!’

‘He’s allowing Sang Biao’s master to attack him three times!’

‘That’s... presumptuous to the extreme!’

‘What’s even more shameless is that he said he would pay tribute to Sang Biao’s master by allowing him to attack three times!’

‘Oh, my f*cking god!’

‘Look at his universally unrivaled, self-centered look, that’s unbelievable!’

Even Fang Ying couldn’t stand him anymore. Watching Ye Feng speechless, she felt as if the jerk definitely needed a spanking.

“Good! Very good! After living for 3 decades, I’ve already seen many people! But you’re the first person to make me feel as if I’m losing IQ, due to your presumptuous deeds and words!”

The unkempt middle-aged man laughed out loud as his eyes raged with deep fierce intent, adding, “If so, go die!”