Ali felt an overwhelming shock. In his mind, his cousin was a martial artist at the peak of inner strength—a formidable power—even thirty people together couldn’t match him. Yet now, this imnsely powerful cousin was easily floored by Ye Feng’s punch, which he found hard to accept.
"Wow~~~" At that mont, Mier was still vomiting continuously, veins protruding from his forehead, his face flushed red, looking extrely distressed and utterly devoid of strength to stand from the ground.
Watching Mier still vomiting, everyone was bewildered, having thoughts: Isn’t this a bit exaggerated?
After all, they had seen it—Ye Feng had casually punched Mier’s belly lightly, yet Mier appeared in such agony, which astonished everyone, thinking his reaction was too exaggerated.
A full minute passed before Mier’s appearance seed to improve sowhat.
Mier’s subordinates, concerned, ca beside him and asked, "Boss, how are you? Are you alright?"
Mier, inflad, roared loudly, "You bunch of fools, what are you dawdling for? Get on with it! Beat him, beat him hard, cripple that trash, I want to toss him into the sea to feed the sharks!"
Upon hearing Mier’s words, the expressions of everyone turned crazed, and four people directly charged at Ye Feng.
In a blink, the four were upon Ye Feng, collectively striking at him.
Suddenly, Ye Feng still wore a relaxed deanor, raising his hand casually, reaching towards one of them. Ye Feng’s action was so swift, like lightning, that in no ti, he had grabbed a person’s face.
"Ah~" Instantly, the man howled in pain, feeling as if his face was about to be crushed by Ye Feng’s powerful grip, completely unable to withstand Ye Feng’s overwhelming force.
Then Ye Feng, as if tossing garbage, effortlessly swung around that person’s body.
"Bang!" The person was easily flung by Ye Feng, and his body crashed heavily into the other three, making them feel as though hit by a car.
They felt as though their bodies were about to shatter, inflicting unbearable pain.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~!" Within barely two breaths, the three lost their footing, sliding horizontally in the air, crashing heavily onto the ground, losing combat ability, unable to rise again.
"This..." Witnessing this scene, Ali and Zhang Ting were utterly stunned, waves of shock rolled within them, feeling deeply astounded. They never even imagined that Mier’s four subordinates could be so effortlessly handled by Ye Feng. Though their strength wasn’t on par with Mier’s, they were formidable fighters.
Yet, confronted with Ye Feng, they appeared like helpless children, easily subdued by Ye Feng. Everyone felt deeply shaken internally, staring blankly at this scene, unable to accept it as reality.
At this mont, Ali stood beside Mier, cold sweat dripped from his forehead as Ye Feng approached him. Ali was so scared his face turned pale, completely losing his earlier arrogance and pride.
Ye Feng walked step by step towards Ali and Mier, and fear flashed in Ali’s eyes as he looked at Ye Feng, his voice trembling: "What... what are you going to do? I warn you, don’t act recklessly, or believe it or not, I’ll make you disappear in Country D, never able to return to Dragon Country!"
However, Ye Feng appeared to not hear Ali’s words at all, completely ignoring him and steadily moved forward.
Soon, Ye Feng reached the side of Ali and Mier, Ali put up a guarded posture, glaring at Ye Feng: "Stay back, I warn you, you’d better stop your actions imdiately!"
"Smack!" Yet, before Ali finished speaking, Ye Feng raised his hand, casually delivering a heavy slap to Ali’s face, causing Ali’s facial features to completely scrunch together, disfiguring him painfully, his eyeballs seed about to pop out.
"Bang!" Finally, Ali crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth, his expression unbelievably anguished, almost losing consciousness.
Ali was thoroughly stunned. He was a noble of Country D, the most prideful of noble status, always held aloft, never beaten by anyone, yet he was struck by a Dragon Country man he disparaged.
This left Ali feeling extrely indignant, his gaze filled with fury, desperate to skin Ye Feng alive.
At that mont, Ye Feng leisurely walked over to Mier, then his foot directly stepped on Mier’s head. Originally, Mier was kneeling on the ground when Ye Feng’s foot stepped on his head.
Mier felt as if suddenly a stone weighing several kilograms had instantly crushed onto his head, imdiately unable to support his body.
"Bang!" With a dull sound, Mier was directly stomped down by Ye Feng, lying prone on the ground, completely unable to rise, feeling incomparably humiliated, being stepped on his head by a Dragon Country person.
Ye Feng said indifferently, "I told you, if you don’t kneel and apologize, I’ll break your legs, do you rember?" Ye Feng appeared relaxed, as though discussing sothing simple and routine.
Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Mier trembled in fear, realizing that although he was a martial arts expert, compared to this Dragon Country man before him, he was hopelessly inferior, not an opponent of Ye Feng. In Ye Feng’s presence, he had no resistance whatsoever.
Mier fearfully said, "I realize I was wrong!"
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