Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The gaunt figure was full of momentum in everyone's eyes, their gloomy face brimming with menacing killing intent.

Han Qingxin, upon recognizing the newcomer, was immediately overjoyed—Ye Ling had finally arrived!

Mo Xing, too, was taken aback upon seeing Ye Ling. How did he appear at the International Building, and why was he carrying a brick?

James, who was walking toward Liu Canglan, stopped in his tracks when he saw Ye Ling approaching him aggressively, clearly bewildered. What was this situation?

The Liu Canglan lying on the ground was obviously frantic, "Get away! Quickly! He's not a normal person!"

Ye Ling didn't speak, his footsteps clattering as he walked up to James, his voice icy, "Do you want to die?"

"A weakling, are you joking with me?" James sneered mockingly.

But in the next moment, Ye Ling's hand moved. He swung the brick in his hand violently toward James with such speed that James didn't have time to react.

Smack, a crisp sound rang out. The brick in Ye Ling's hand harshly struck James' head, shattering into rubble.

Everyone's hearts clenched—this guy had just stirred up major trouble!

James' body shocked, a wave of dizziness overcoming him, his eyes instantly reddening as ferocious murderous intent filled the air.

"You dare to hit me? I'll kill you!" James growled in rage, his palm shooting toward Ye Ling with such force that the air itself seemed to hiss.

Liu Canglan closed his eyes in despair. It was over—for an ordinary person to be struck by an enraged James meant death or disability.

The next moment, the silence of the hall was broken by the clear sound of bones cracking, sending shivers through everyone's hearts. When people looked over, their mouths fell open in shock.

They saw Ye Ling smiling ferociously, one hand tightly gripping James' attacking palm, with one finger already broken, while James was in obvious pain, his body twisted awkwardly.

"Who exactly are you!" James gritted his teeth, his heart burning with anger from an experience he'd never had before. But he was powerless as Ye Ling tightly twisted his palm, the intense pain preventing him from moving.

Ye Ling sneered, "The person who wants your dog's life!"

Having said this, Ye Ling raised his palm and ruthlessly slapped James, who was incapable of dodging while caught in Ye Ling's grip.

Smack, another crisp sound, James' cheek bore the brunt of a harsh slap, instantly swelling, with streams of blood flowing from his mouth.

"Such gall, to think possessing such brute strength makes you unbeatable? I will teach you a proper lesson today!"

As Ye Ling spoke, his fist pounded toward James with all the force of the spiritual power within him—a strength perhaps only James understood.

Thump, a muffled sound. James' expression twisted in agony, he let out a mournful roar as the punch broke several of his ribs, the intense pain spreading throughout his body.

"Aah!" James bellowed, an unmatched power bursting forth from within him. His body shook, and he managed to escape Ye Ling's grasp, fleeing the attack radius.

The others in the hall were dumbfounded. Who was this thin young man, and how could he be so powerful? It was utterly beyond belief.

"I will kill you!" James roared, like a massive ape he stomped his foot and propelled his body like a cannonball directly into the air, his arm descending with a thunderous blow.

Whoosh, with the sound of slicing wind, James launched himself at Ye Ling, his teeth clenched in fury.

"Ye Ling! Dodge!" Qing Xin, startled, yelled out immediately.

She didn't know the extent of James' strength, but she knew his attack was formidable, to a horrifying degree!

Mo Xing was also anxious, praying for Ye Ling to dodge, otherwise, if James hit him, he might end up severely injured or even dead.

"You think too highly of yourself," Ye Ling's voice was calm, but his tone carried a thick, cold murderous intent.

Boom, Ye Ling made his move, throwing a punch that directly collided with James's oncoming fist.

Thud, a muffled collision sounded, and James's body suddenly hung suspended in mid-air, his complexion drastically changed.

In everyone's eyes, James's fist seemed to be battered by a storm, with wave after wave of air rolling from his fist down his arm continuously.

The muscles on his arm were torn apart by the force, bleeding profusely; that arm was almost rendered useless.

Crash, James's body plummeted and flew as if struck by a speeding train's head, slamming into the ground.

"Impossible! How can you be so strong? Who the hell are you?" James lay on the ground, spitting blood, and screamed in horror.

HIs body was scrambling backwards, Ye Ling's full-powered punch had almost shattered all the bones in his body, at the very least one of his arms was useless, and the bones in his upper body were nearly all broken.

Ye Ling didn't speak, but walked toward James, and in James's terrified gaze, Ye Ling approached him like the Grim Reaper.

"Daring to covet my woman, you must be tired of living, courting death!" Ye Ling crouched down, smacking James's cheek as he spoke coldly.

The voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for everyone in the hall to hear, and all eyes turned toward Han Qingxin.

So, the overpowering jerk was a reinforcement brought by Han Qingxin. The way everyone looked at Han Qingxin changed.

With such a powerful figure standing behind her, who would dare harbor any ill intentions toward Han Qingxin in the future?

Standing to the side, Mo Xing was dumbfounded and gritted his teeth, "How many women does this bastard have? Give us a break, the good cabbages all get hogged by pigs!"

Meanwhile, James lying on the ground was indeed scared to the extreme, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I apologize to you, I will never bother this honorable lady again!"

"Scared? Too late!" Ye Ling spat out four icy words.

Bang, another punch, brutally landing on James's face.

James spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with a few pearly white teeth, his face almost deformed; even James's own mother wouldn't recognize him now.

"You old scum, dare to strut around on my turf, really asking for death!"

"Scum like you, even Heaven won't take you in, no choice but for me to do it!"

Boom, another punch smashed into James's face.

James opened his mouth wide and wailed, unable to speak, tears welling up in his eyes, the poor kid was terrified.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, in somewhat awkward Huaxia language.

Ye Ling turned his head to look, another foreign piece of trash.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Who do you think you are? I've been around for thirty-something years, you think I'll stop because you told me to?" Ye Ling sneered.

Bang, another punch landed on James's face.

James howled and wept, his face probably couldn't even be used anymore, after being smashed by Ye Ling's fists, it was like an extreme makeover!