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

The Hall Master remained unfazed in the face of several other Hall Masters, well aware of their strengths.

"Great-Grandfather, let's not lose our temper over this. The Dragon Egg is of utmost importance. If we start fighting amongst ourselves now, wouldn't that be giving others an opportunity to take advantage?"

At this critical moment, Li Benzhong, who seemed reckless with his own life, stepped forward.

What was the status of the Xuanyuan Hall Master, and who was Li Benzhong to dare to be so reckless at such a time?

In truth, Li Benzhong was also very afraid, but he was making a bet that the Lord of the Three Halls would help him.

"You make a convincing point. Hall Master, we might as well turn our weapons into gifts of jade and silk for now. It's crucial to deal with the more pressing matters first. Rest assured, Hall Master, if that youngster knows what's good for him, we certainly won't harm him in the slightest!"

The Four Hall Masters spoke up, considering the current situation in Xuanyuan Hall and the many onlookers. Are they not afraid of being ridiculed, being of such an age?

At this time, the Hall Master said nothing and simply looked at Ye Feng, speaking indifferently.

"Youngster, it's not that I don't wish to protect you, but as you can see, considering the circumstances here, my old face isn't worth much!"

The Hall Master naturally wanted to help Ye Feng, but with so many juniors watching, if they began to fight over such a trivial matter, how would outsiders view Xuanyuan Hall?

"Hehe," laughed Ye Feng, "It's okay, I don't need anyone's protection. Just the Lord of the Three Halls? I would like to see for myself what skills he possesses!"

To test the strength of the Lord of the Three Halls!!!

"Hiss!"

Everyone gasped upon hearing what Ye Feng said.

Ye Feng must be insane; how old was he? The Lord of the Three Halls was an old monster who had cultivated for a hundred years. To him, Ye Feng was no different from a child.

This must be madness, the delusion of challenging the Lord of the Three Halls.

"Hahahaha!" The Lord of the Three Halls laughed maniacally, looking at Ye Feng as if gazing upon an ant.

"I've lived for over a hundred years, and this is the first time I've heard such a hilarious joke!"

Then his gaze intensified, "Boy, do you realize you're courting death?"

Everyone thought Ye Feng was crazy; he might not be young, but his words were quite bold. This was simply a death wish!

Li Benzhong and some others felt a sense of glee; it had been a tough journey until now.

"Hmph, the kid is finally going to meet his death, which is too easy for him!"

Li Benzhong thought to himself.

Ye Feng sneered: "Lord of the Three Halls, I don't think I am courting death. Come on, what are you waiting for? The Dragon Egg is in my possession, if you want it, show me some of your skill!"

"Looking for death!"

The Lord of the Three Halls moved; his actions were ghost-like, and the Naked Eye could only catch a glimpse of a fading shadow.

When the Lord of the Three Halls was seen again, he had already reached right in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng reacted swiftly by retreating several steps, evading the first strike of the Lord of the Three Halls perfectly.

"You've actually dodged it, youngster, you do have some skill, no wonder you're so arrogant. But I, for one, like a fellow like you!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the Lord of the Three Halls made his move again.

This time, exerting one-sixth of his strength, he directed a lightning-quick Palm Seal towards Ye Feng's face.

"Hmph!" Ye Feng stared directly at the Lord of the Three Halls as the Spirit Essence within him erupted.

"Bring it on!"

Ye Feng had no intention of dodging the blow; instead, he decided to withstand it head-on.

Transforming his palm into a fist, Ye Feng leaped forward to meet the Lord of the Three Halls.

The two forces collided.

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise erupted as the Lord of the Three Halls was forced to retreat ten steps, while Ye Feng only took three steps back.

Hiss.

With a ferocious expression, the Lord of the Three Halls thought to himself, "This young fellow's strength is formidable!"

Feeling his arm go numb from the impact with Ye Feng's fist, the reality of the youngster's incredible power challenged the Lord of the Three Halls's understanding.

What on earth was the Great-Grandfather doing?

Upon seeing that after a single exchange with Ye Feng, even his great-grandfather was forced several steps back while Ye Feng only took three, Li Benzhong was puzzled.

Li Benzhong knew Ye Feng was strong, and he was no match for him.

"No, no, the Great-Grandfather mustn't be using his full strength. Ye Feng is bound to die here sooner or later!"

Li Benzhong kept comforting himself.

What was the status of his own great-grandfather? He was a Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall, and Ye Feng? He might have had some fame on Earth but meant nothing here.

Thinking of his great-grandfather's status brought some comfort to Li Benzhong.

The interest of the other Hall Masters spiked as they watched the battle unfold.

Indeed, Ye Feng was a surprise to them. Despite his young age, he managed to gain the upper hand against the Lord of the Three Halls with just one move.

"If this youngster does not perish today, he is destined to be a powerful figure one day!"

"Yes indeed, but it's a pity this prodigy is to fall in this hall today!"

The various Hall Masters called out.

Ye Feng's strength surprised them, as he managed to make the Lord of the Three Halls retreat several steps with just one exchange.

"Youngster, you've got some skill, but you are destined to perish today!" declared the Lord of the Three Halls.

"Oh?" Ye Feng replied with genuine interest, "Is that so? Then I'd like to know if the Lord of the Three Halls has the ability to let someone named Ye perish here!"

"Arrogant!"

"Master, be careful!"

The Lord of the Three Halls moved once again, this time his speed many times faster than before; if previously a shadow could be seen, now not even a trace was visible.

The shadow beside Ye Feng shouted urgently.

Ye Feng, confident as if he'd foreseen this move from the Lord of the Three Halls, steadily backed away several steps.

"Little boy, thinking of running? Do you have the ability?"

Just as Ye Feng stabilized his footing, the Lord of the Three Halls was already before him, his fist charged with endless killing intent thundering down.

"Damn, I was still too careless after all, can't dodge it!"

Ye Feng panicked slightly; he realized too late to evade the Lord's strike.

Since dodging was impossible, he had no choice but to face it.

Spirit Essence surged once again, fist transforming into a palm.

"Boom!"

Right after the loud noise, a figure could be seen flying backward.

That figure was unmistakably Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was far from fallen, continuing to stand.

"As expected of the Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall, you've got some ability!"

Wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Feng sneered coldly.

In the end, it was his low cultivation realm that made a difference; the Lord of the Three Halls, with his hundreds of years of cultivation, had made Ye Feng taste the breath of death with that strike.

Fortunately, he reacted at the last moment; had he taken the full brunt of that attack, he would have been gravely injured.

"Good, the boy hasn't fallen. Little boy, you're becoming more and more surprising to me. Since that's the case, then I should finish this quickly!"

Ye Feng's strength had shown the Lord of the Three Halls that Ye Feng could not be allowed to live.

If given time to grow, within three years he would no doubt become unbeatable, even against all eight Hall Masters united, not just the Lord himself.

Ye Feng was just too surprising.

Though his cultivation realm was not as high, his strength was nearly indistinguishable from that of a Hall Master.

They had exchanged blows for a few rounds now, and despite being at a disadvantage, Ye Feng's sharpness and edge remained undiminished.

After several exchanges, Ye Feng still hadn't fallen, causing Li Benzhong and others to grow restless.

"The two of you, let's find an opportunity to kill that Someone Named Ye. As you can see, it's hard to tell the victor in a short time. We might as well cut through the chaos and kill Someone Named Ye!"

Li Benzhong, the leaders of the Confucian and Buddhist Sects, and other sect leaders whispered conspiratorially, discussing how to eliminate Ye Feng during the fight.

The leaders of the Confucian and Buddhist Sects agreed without issue, Ye Feng had to die.

The Lord of the Three Halls had exchanged numerous blows with Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was still dominating; the Lord was clearly struggling.

"Benefactor Li, what do you plan to do? We both know this Ye Feng might still have something up his sleeve; rash action might make it hard to kill him with one blow!"

The leader of the Buddhist Sect asked in a low voice.

Li Benzhong had, of course, considered this; dealing with Ye Feng so many times had made him exceedingly cautious.

"Rest assured, our blow will surely take this child's life!"

Next, Li Benzhong smoothly became the strategist for the group.

Gathered together, they began to discuss their plan.

"Lord of the Three Halls, it's time to witness the strength of Someone Named Ye!"

Ye Feng no longer wanted to continue the fierce battle. Having tested the Lord of the Three Halls' strength thoroughly, he was confident he could slay him.

"What big words! Little boy, show me your true capabilities!"

Seeing Ye Feng's momentum change suddenly got the Lord of the Three Halls excited, as it had been a long time since he had encountered a worthy opponent.

"Tiger's Roar Shattering the Mountains and Rivers!"

Ye Feng roared loudly.

Seeing the fist technique Ye Feng used, the Lord of the Three Halls was taken aback.

Tiger's Roar Shattering the Mountains and Rivers, wasn't that an entry-level fist technique? Was this the "true ability" Ye Feng spoke of? The Lord of the Three Halls nearly died laughing.

An entry-level fist technique dared to be brandished, if this wasn't a joke.

"Little boy, is this the 'true ability' you spoke of?"

"Is there a problem?" Ye Feng's expression was intriguing; he knew the Lord looked down upon the technique—it was all within his expectations.

"Then, Lord, watch closely, as even an entry-level fist technique can still overwhelm you!"

The next moment, Ye Feng shouted lowly, and a fist with the might of a ferocious tiger struck out.

The Lord of the Three Halls, full of disdain, didn't even bother to dodge. "I've weathered great storms, a mere entry-level fist technique..."

He never finished his sentence, as he was stunned. Ye Feng's fist had already pounded into his abdomen, shattering the protective Spirit Essence Barrier.

"Bang!"

The Lord of the Three Halls flew backward like a cannonball for several meters, landing heavily on the ground and coughing up blood.

To have underestimated him—the entry-level technique had proved so formidable?

His Spirit Essence Barrier had been dispersed with a single punch; could this still be considered an entry-level fist technique?

The Lord of the Three Halls began to doubt everything.

At that moment, he felt his Spirit Essence chaotically surging through his meridians, unable to gather it again in a short time. He had been far too careless.

Li Benzhong, who was preparing to take action against Ye Feng, and the others were left in shock at this moment. They never expected the Lord of the Three Halls to be thrown by Ye Feng's punch.

What exactly was Ye Feng's strength? Even the Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall was no match for him.

And importantly, how old was Ye Feng? Even if he had practiced in his mother's womb, he couldn't have reached the cultivation and realm of the Lord of the Three Halls.

"Benefactor Li, this..."

Asked the leader of the Buddhist Sect in a hushed voice—could their grand plan still go on smoothly?