Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

The Jeep's door slowly opened.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

A tall figure stepped down from the vehicle.

The man who got out of the Jeep was none other than Zhao Family's Zhao Yuansi.

"Who are you, daring to come here early in the morning to disturb the peace of the lord!"

Upon seeing Zhao Yuansi, Chen Dao's eyebrows twitched, and he spoke with an unpleasant expression.

Zhao Yuansi's indifferent gaze swept over the two men, and he said with a cold laugh, "I am Zhao Yuansi of the Zhao Family, also a member of the Southern Border Army!"

"Your so-called lord refused my challenge yesterday, so today, I have come to visit as he wished!"

"I'm here to see your lord. Are you not going to step aside?"

Zhao Yuansi looked at the three men with a hint of disdain in his eyes, though he did not know which of the two before him was Ye Jiu, his father had mentioned.

But even if it were Ye Jiu, what of it? Even if Ye Jiu had killed all the direct descendants of the Zhao Family Head, he was still only a Grandmaster!

"Hmph, arrogant youth!"

"Let him in. Since he is from the Southern Border Army, we shall meet him!"

Just as Chen Dao was about to lose his temper, Ye Ling's indifferent voice already came from the villa behind him.

At these words, Chen Dao restrained his aura, and both he and Ye Jiu reluctantly made way.

"Servants will be servants, after all, they can't compare to your master who has foresight!"

Zhao Yuansi strode into the villa, not forgetting to taunt when passing by Ye Jiu and the others.

Because Ye Ling had spoken, Ye Jiu and the others, despite the raging fury in their hearts, were forced to hold it in.

Seeing that the three of them didn't dare to attack him, Zhao Yuansi smirked, his eyes brimming with contempt.

Ignoring Ye Jiu and the others, Zhao Yuansi walked boldly into the villa.

"This damn thing, just a late-stage Grandmaster, and he dares to look down on us!"

"If the lord hadn't spoken, I would have personally twisted his head off!" Chen Dao said, looking at Zhao Yuansi's back, his voice icy, his eyes filled with anger.

Ye Jiu also revealed a cruel smile, whispering, "I hope he angers the lord soon, so I can immediately tear him to pieces!"

"You two..."

Watching the two of them looking like death gods, He Feng shook his head and smiled, his face showing helplessness.

Elsewhere, as Zhao Yuansi entered the villa, he saw a young man of an age similar to his own, sitting leisurely at the dining table, enjoying breakfast!

"Are you Ye Ling?"

"The one who let that fellow Ye Jiu kill the direct descendants of my Zhao Family Head?"

Zhao Yuansi glared at Ye Ling as he spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Ling didn't even lift his head to look at him, just continued eating his breakfast.

After downing a bowl of porridge, Ye Ling then slowly turned his gaze onto Zhao Yuansi and asked indifferently, "Did you come here on behalf of the Southern Border Army, or simply as a member of the Zhao Family?"

"Oh? You're not answering my question, but you have questions for me instead?"

Zhao Yuansi's eyebrows shot up before he continued, "If I say I come on behalf of the Southern Border Army, how would you respond?"

At this, Ye Ling's lips curled into a slight smile and he replied, "If you come representing the Southern Border Army, I can give face to the lord of the Southern Borders, cripple your limbs, and let you leave alive."

"And what if I said I am here on behalf of the Zhao Family?" Zhao Yuansi asked, smiling.

Ye Ling also smiled broadly, "If you come on behalf of the Zhao Family, then I shall cripple your martial arts and have you tossed out like a dead dog."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhao Yuansi immediately burst into a mocking laugh.

"Hahaha! Although we are of similar age, I am already a late-stage Grandmaster, and you?"

"You don't have a hint of martial arts aura about you. You're probably just a commoner, aren't you?"

"Is your subordinate, Ye Jiu, who has the strength of a Grandmaster, still outside the villa? If I take action against you, your death is certain!"

Zhao Yuansi looked at Ye Ling with an expression that suggested he had Ye Ling completely figured out!

Ye Ling glanced at him indifferently and said nonchalantly, "If you're so confident that you can handle me, why don't you try making a move?"

"Hmph! Bluffing! Do you think you can fool me with that act!"

Zhao Yuansi's expression darkened as he threw a punch directly at Ye Ling!

Ye Ling, as if he hadn't seen the fist getting closer and closer, remained calmly seated with not a single move.

"Since when can ants challenge a lion?"

Just as the fist was about to hit Ye Ling in the face, Ye Ling suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yuansi's expression changed slightly, but his punch was already in motion, leaving him no room to retreat.

Without thinking too much, he gritted his teeth and put even more power into his punch.

"Calling you an ant, yet you have no self-awareness."

Ye Ling slowly raised a hand, speaking faintly.

That hand, though it seemed to move extremely slowly, was so swift that before Zhao Yuansi could react, his fist had already been caught by Ye Ling's hand.

The scene was incredibly strange; it didn't seem like Ye Ling had reached out to grab Zhao Yuansi's fist, but rather that Zhao Yuansi had handed his fist over into Ye Ling's grasp.

"Crack~"

Ye Ling's palm began to close slowly, and the grating sound of bones rubbing together kept sounding.

Zhao Yuansi's expression changed slightly. In the blink of an eye, his fist had gone completely numb, and it was likely that most of the bones in his hand had shattered.

He tried desperately to pull his fist from Ye Ling's hand, but Ye Ling's gripped it as if he had the strength of ten thousand catties, immovable regardless of Zhao Yuansi's efforts.

"Let go of me!"

Zhao Yuansi roared in anger, throwing a kick towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling released his hand, then clenched it into a fist and, just as Zhao Yuansi's kick was about to hit him, Ye Ling punched the knee cap.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound was heard, and the leg that Zhao Yuansi had kicked with immediately contorted into an irregular bend.

"An ant of Grandmaster realm dares to confront me..."

Ye Ling's indifferent voice rang out again.

As his words fell, Zhao Yuansi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and, like a kite with its string cut, flew backward.

"Thud!"

"Pugh!"

Zhao Yuansi fell to the ground spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Enduring the intense pain in his fist and leg, Zhao Yuansi's expression instantly became frantic.

Because he couldn't feel his martial arts cultivation anymore!

"Heh, even a Grandmaster realm trash dares to trouble my lord, truly seeking death!"

"Let alone a minor figure from the Southern Border military, even the King of the Southern Border wouldn't dare to make a move against my lord!"

Chen Dao's mocking voice resounded in his ears.

Zhao Yuansi's eyes reddened as he stared intensely at Ye Ling and asked, "Who in the world are you?"

By now, how could Zhao Yuansi possibly think that Ye Ling was just an ordinary person.