Faced with Xiamu Jianyi’s interrogation, Ye Feng remained calm and composed, slowly saying, "I had already made clear my true level of skill. It was Miyagi Ryotan who didn’t believe , insisted on fighting , and ultimately lost due to his inferior skills. He was killed by my punch. Who is to bla?"
Indeed, what Ye Feng said was correct. Everyone present had seen earlier that Ye Feng indeed disclosed that his skill level was in the early stage of Innate, but everyone did not believe it; that’s why Miyagi Ryotan ended up being killed by Ye Feng with a punch.
Miyagi Ryoyu beca utterly furious, "Bullshit! It was you, you bastard, who deliberately hid your true skill level. When testing with the crystal, you used special thods to mask it! You made us all believe you were just a Martial Artist at the early stage of Inner Strength, and then you killed my cousin. This is all your fault!"
Ye Feng responded indifferently, "When did I ever admit I was at the early stage of Inner Strength?"
Upon hearing Ye Feng’s remark, the crowd was stunned. Yes, Ye Feng had never admitted to that. It was always their assumption that Ye Feng was rely a Martial Artist at the early stage of Inner Strength.
Xiamu Jianyi, looking furious, said to Ye Feng, "You damned scum, you still dare to argue? Don’t give any excuses—I’m asking whether you deceived the examiner and killed him. Do you admit it or not?"
Ye Feng shook his head lightly, "I already told him that my strength is at the early stage of Innate..."
"Boy, can you not understand what I am saying? I’m asking whether you admit it or not. Just tell , do you admit it or not? Don’t give any nonsense!" Xiamu Jianyi was extrely arrogant and domineering.
Youcheng Chiyoda could not stand it anymore, his eyes revealing madness as he yelled out, "Shit, you idiot, what kind of person are you to yell at my boss? If my boss wanted, he could slap you dead with one palm, so you better watch your tone!"
"Is this guy crazy!" Everyone looked at Youcheng Chiyoda as if he were an idiot. Ye Feng had already said that his strength was at the early stage of Innate, and Xiamu Jianyi was a Grandmaster at Innate Perfection. Ye Feng could not possibly match Xiamu Jianyi.
"You’re seeking death!" Xiamu Jianyi erupted in anger in an instant. True Essence surged, and his entire figure, like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, approached Chiyoda with ultimate speed.
The speed of a Grandmaster at Innate Perfection far surpassed that of Youcheng Chiyoda, who couldn’t react in ti.
Xiamu Jianyi raised his hand, delivering a heavy slap directly toward Youcheng Chiyoda.
The powerful slap carried a terrifying force, the air whistling as though being ripped apart.
Upon seeing the slap, Youcheng Chiyoda’s pupils dilated, his eyes showing a severe expression as he tried to dodge.
But Xiamu Jianyi’s strength was far too superior; Youcheng Chiyoda couldn’t dodge in ti and was directly struck.
"Smack!" The slap was sharp; Youcheng Chiyoda’s face twisted instantly, his feet left the ground, and he flew horizontally out into the air, traveling more than ten ters before falling to the ground.
Subsequently, Youcheng Chiyoda’s body rolled on the ground for a good five or six turns before finally stopping.
Youcheng Chiyoda felt like his entire head was about to split open, tornted by the pain of Xiamu Jianyi’s slap, feeling an imnse sense of injustice.
Over these years, aside from Ye Feng, no one had ever beaten him up like this, and now Xiamu Jianyi had beco the second person after Ye Feng to beat him.
Youcheng Chiyoda, shaking, got up from the ground, his eyes filled with anger, but he dared not explode. Instead, he went behind Ye Feng, looking carefully at Xiamu Jianyi, his eyes showing fear.
"Boss, I’m no match for this bastard. It’s all up to you!" Youcheng Chiyoda said to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng also furrowed his brows. For Ye Feng in his current condition, dealing with Xiamu Jianyi was no simple task. Xiamu Jianyi looked at Ye Feng and said, "Boy, let tell you, you have to admit today’s charges whether you like it or not. No one can help you!"
"Co here!" Imdiately afterward, Xiamu Jianyi commanded, and a Martial Artist appeared behind him.
Xiamu Jianyi ordered, "Tie this guy up and escort him to the prison!"
"Yes!" The few Martial Artists nodded, then approached Ye Feng.
Seeing this scene, Youcheng Chiyoda looked disdainful. In his imagination, none of these people could match Ye Feng; Ye Feng could easily kill them all.
These people even dared to think about escorting Ye Feng; Youcheng Chiyoda already envisioned how they would be defeated by Ye Feng, lying beaten on the ground, and felt a strong sense of anticipation.
At that mont, the Martial Artists had already approached Ye Feng, holding chains. They chained up Ye Feng, but he did not react at all, just allowing Xiamu Jianyi’s n to lock him up.
"This!" Youcheng Chiyoda was completely dumbfounded upon witnessing this. It was entirely different from what he had imagined. Wasn’t Ye Feng supposed to overpower and crush them all?
But now, Ye Feng just quietly let them lock him up without any resistance.
Youcheng Chiyoda was incredulous and completely unable to accept it.
"Boss, what’s wrong with you? Take them down! You are unbeatable; these little rats are no match for you, crush them!" Youcheng Chiyoda shouted loudly.
Yet, Ye Feng remained motionless, just letting them chain him up without showing any intention of resisting, his eyes revealing a calm deanor.
Ye Feng had his own plans. At most, it would take three days for Ye Feng’s condition to fully recover to its peak...
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