Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Zhang Wenyuan was straightforward in defeat; losing was not such a big deal to him. Moreover, he seemed to think that there was no shame in losing a match. After all, it simply meant that his skills were not as good as his opponent's, and all he needed to do was to strive harder in his cultivation to catch up in the future.

So he staggered to his feet, clapped the dust from his clothes, and without even a glance at the white-robed young man who stood towering above him, he turned and walked away. His departure was the epitome of nonchalance and decisiveness.

Ye Feng had to admit that what he admired most about Zhang Wenyuan was precisely this aspect. Although not the strongest in terms of power, this guy was not afraid to lose face, almost like a cockroach that couldn't be stomped to death.

When Ye Feng had first encountered him, Zhang Wenyuan was only at Two Turns, but despite repeated defeats, he had fought time and again, and now he was at Fivefold Reincarnation.

Ye Feng had no doubt that this guy's defeat would not discourage him. On the contrary, he would likely redouble his efforts and might soon break through to the Sixth Turn and perhaps even the Seventh Turn. With this thought, Ye Feng felt a sense of urgency— he needed to work twice as hard in his cultivation, lest he be surpassed by this man one day.

The white-robed young man on the stage had stepped up to Zhang Wenyuan, looking as though he intended to utter some victorious mockery. However, seeing Zhang Wenyuan's demeanor, the words that reached his lips were swallowed back.

After stepping down from the arena, Zhang Wenyuan did not return to his assigned area, nor did he accept treatment from the medical staff, but instead walked straight towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng watched him quietly, and when Zhang Wenyuan approached, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Even though you've lost, I must still congratulate you."

Zhang Wenyuan grinned and said, "Congratulate me? For what reason should you congratulate me?"

With a light smile, Ye Feng responded, "Although you lost this time, you only lost to your opponent, yet you have won against yourself. If I'm not mistaken, you already have some insight into the Sixth Turn, don't you?"

Zhang Wenyuan broke into a smile, heaving a long sigh, "I originally thought that the world would laugh at my madness, while I laughed at their inability to see through me. Now it seems, you truly understand me, and only you do."

Ye Feng didn't respond to that statement. After all, he often harbored similar sentiments. However, he could empathize with Zhang Wenyuan, but that didn't mean Zhang Wenyuan could necessarily do the same—this was the proverbial loneliness of a lofty position.

Zhang Wenyuan spoke earnestly, "To be honest, that guy is very strong. Even at the Sixth Turn, I might not be his match. The battle is now yours to fight. Of course, I don't expect you to defeat him, I just hope you won't lose as miserably as I did."

"Don't worry, I will," Ye Feng said with a faint smile.

After witnessing the strength of the white-robed young man, and especially after some knew of his origins from the Four Great Ancient Clans, nearly everyone started to favor the white-robed youth as the prime candidate to win the championship.

Zhang Wenyuan didn't say anything more. To be frank, his injuries were severe, and he needed to enter secluded cultivation to heal immediately, so after speaking, he turned and left.

At that moment, Boss Cao Yi spoke up, "Ye Feng, tell me honestly, do you have confidence in defeating that white-robed young man from the Bu Family of the Four Great Ancient Clans?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. To speak the truth, he did not have absolute confidence in defeating his opponent, his chances were at best fifty-fifty. He could sense that the other's Wine Gourd was anything but simple, suggesting that the opponent had not exerted his full strength in defeating Zhang Wenyuan.

Boss Cao Yi couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to answer me, kid? My retirement savings for the latter half of my life might just depend on you."

Ye Feng turned to look at him and asked, "What are the odds between him and me right now?"

"Two to eight, he's two and you're eight," Boss Cao Yi replied without hesitation.

Ye Feng's eyebrows twitched, and he let out a cold chuckle, "So little faith in me?"

Boss Cao could only shrug his shoulders; there was nothing he could say to that.
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Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "Fortune favors the bold. If I face him, I have a fifty percent chance of losing, and of course, a fifty percent chance of winning. That's all I can tell you."

Upon hearing this, Boss Cao Yi immediately rolled his eyes. That was as good as saying nothing. Dammit! But then again, fortune does favor the bold. Currently, betting on Ye Feng would pay eight to one. If he won, the payout would be huge.

"Damn it, I've bet the whole family fortune on you, I don't even care about my retirement money, all in! Whoever bets against you, I'll take them all!" Boss Cao Yi burst out immediately.

Ye Feng, however, couldn't be bothered with this stylishly dressed guy. He didn't know by what means the man was placing bets on the outside gambling, but he didn't care at all.

At this moment, Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming's voice rose again, calling for the remaining contestants to draw lots on stage.

"After the first round of free challenges, twenty-two contestants, with six eliminated in the first round, are left with sixteen. Now come up to draw lots, contestants with the same number will duel against each other, losers will be eliminated, and victors will advance!" After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he waved his Great Hand, and then sixteen tokens flew over.

The order of the sixteen tokens was scrambled, covered with a minor Formation, and it was stipulated that the contestants could not use Divine Sense to detect them before choosing, or else they would be considered in violation of the rules.

Sixteen individuals stretched out their hands and chose one of the tokens. Ye Feng also reached out with a Great Hand, and the token closest to him landed in his grasp. At that moment, the Formation Restriction was lifted, revealing the number "two" on it.

"The second team to the stage, I wonder who my opponent is this time!" Ye Feng turned to glance at the fifteen others around him. Of course, among these people, except for the prodigies from the Dao Sect, the Buddhist Sect, and the Sacred Mansion, that is, the Confucian Sect, as well as the young man in white, he didn't regard anyone else as a concern.

"Hey, Ye, what number did you draw?" Suddenly a disciple from the Underworld Sect coldly called out.

Ye Feng couldn't be bothered to respond, just briefly revealed his token.

"Two, hey everyone, who drew number two, the same as this Ye guy?" the disciple from the Underworld Sect shouted loudly.

All disciples from the Sects of Ancient Martial Arts started checking, but strangely, no one had drawn the same number two. Seeing this, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart, thinking it couldn't be so coincidental that in the first round he drew the lot to face the young man in white.

However, by that time the young man in white had already moved to the outskirts and returned to his original spot, half spread out on a chair, drinking wine from his face with no regard for anyone else.

"It shouldn't be him, so who could it be..."

Just then, a burly guy walked straight up to him, and Ye Feng instantly felt as if a small mountain suddenly blocked his view, and at this point, he finally knew who it was.

This person was none other than Sky-piercing, the foster son of the Duantian Great General's Mansion, and the grandson of the Heaven Guard National Pillar of Xuanyuan Nation!

Sky-piercing, with his towering stature like an iron tower, glared at Ye Feng with a Vajra-like stare and then coldly snorted like thunder, "Hey, Ye, did you also draw the number two?"

Ye Feng simply raised the token in his hand, showing no interest in engaging with the big lug. In fact, he had never taken Sky-piercing seriously from beginning to end. The only reason he paid this guy any slight attention was because he was the foster son of the Great General Duantian and also the grandson of the previous Heaven Guard National Pillar.

The previous Heaven Guard National Pillar had worked tirelessly until his death for the sake of Xuanyuan Nation, earning immense merit. Ye Feng truly respected the old general from the past generation, but he knew very well that Great General Duantian took Sky-piercing as his foster son solely to use him, treating Sky-piercing as nothing more than a pawn.

On one hand, after taking Sky-piercing as his foster son, it was easy for Great General Duantian to win over the forces inherited from the Heaven Guard National Pillar, gaining support from that lineage, thereby making it convenient for Duantian to later enter the Utility Pavilion.

In truth, it was clear to everyone that Great General Duantian was strong and capable, and now he had certain authority within the Utility Pavilion, but all of these were not what he truly desired. What he really wanted was one of the two old men's positions in the Utility Pavilion someday.

These were all seen by Ye Feng, who frankly wasn't very concerned with the so-called strife within the Utility Pavilion, but unfortunately, Great General Duantian thought otherwise. In Duantian's eyes, he had already seen Ye Feng as his greatest threat, which was why he didn't hesitate to bring Sky-piercing into play to stop Ye Feng's progress in the imperial capital.

Sky-piercing looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of almost frenzied fighting spirit. He gritted his teeth and enunciated each word, "What a coincidence, we've come up against each other in the first round, it truly seems like fate!"

"Next, let me see how strong you, the so-called Northern King, really are. Today, only one of us is destined to walk off this platform standing!"

Ye Feng said nothing more, since they had already met, what more could be said? If it was a fight they wanted, then let the battle begin!