Chapter 36

Bang!

Ma Hongzhen’s fist landed squarely on Ye Fengyun’s chest without a doubt. The back of Ye Fengyun’s shirt fluttered from the force that passed through his body, and even the people standing behind him staggered backward several steps, shaken by the impact.

Centered around the two of them, the ground sank half a centimeter—a terrifying testament to the power of that punch.

“No wonder they called him a legend back in the day,” Scarface gasped, sucking in a breath of cold air. “Looks like he didn’t even use his full strength when fighting me earlier.”

“I’m afraid Ye Fengyun’s in real trouble now. That punch went straight through his chest and still managed to make us ache just standing nearby. If he took that hit head-on, there’s no way...” Li Hu shook his head, sighing as he gestured with his hand. “Get ready to call emergency services. The Black Tiger Gang... tonight, I fear—”

“Boss, look!” a member of the Black Tiger Gang called out excitedly, pointing ahead.

Li Hu turned, and his expression changed to one of utter shock.

Ye Fengyun stood firm and unshaken, while Ma Hongzhen, blood spewing from his mouth, was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground.

Not only the Black Tiger Gang, but even the members of the Hongyun Gang were stunned speechless.

“What... what happened?”

“His punch landed straight on that ugly guy, so why is Old Third Ma the one who’s hurt?!”

“He cheated! He must have cheated!” The Hongyun Gang erupted in protest.

Old Yun narrowed his eyes, a look of deep astonishment in his gaze.

“Inner strength... I never expected Ye Fengyun, at such a young age, to have mastered inner strength.”

Old Yun drew in a sharp breath.

As an authority in Yunchuan City—learned and knowledgeable—Old Yun’s words carried weight.

Upon hearing this, Yun Tonghai furrowed his brow. “Inner strength? That kid’s a martial artist?”

Li Hu exclaimed in surprise, “Who would have thought Ye Fengyun turned out to be a martial artist!”

Clutching his injured arm, Scarface stood up and said, “A martial artist first perfects external skills before progressing to inner strength. Even among those who master inner strength, it's usually just to protect their meridians and organs. But Ye Fengyun not only mastered inner strength, he can even injure others with it—this is simply unbelievable!”

Both factions stood there, stunned into silence.

“The second round goes to the Black Tiger Gang!”

Ye Fengyun brushed the palm print from his chest, then looked at Ma Hongzhen, who was groaning on the ground, and turned to Yun Tonghai.

“If you don’t help him soon, he’ll be crippled.”

Yun Tonghai snapped out of his daze and hurriedly signaled his men to carry Ma Hongzhen away. The look he gave Ye Fengyun was now tinged with caution.

“Well done, boy. I admit I underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to be a martial artist,” Yun Tonghai said, sizing Ye Fengyun up.

After a moment, Yun Tonghai sneered, “It’s a pity. You’re just a rookie. The move you used to send Ma Hongzhen flying may look like inner strength, but to me, it’s only an external skill focused on defense. Such skills can be broken with sheer force.”

As he spoke, Yun Tonghai’s shoulders tensed and, with a sudden tremor, his clothes burst apart, revealing terrifyingly powerful muscles.

No one had expected that beneath Yun Tonghai’s refined and sinister appearance was such monstrous strength.

“For the third round, I’ll fight you myself. Of course, you may rest if you like, and you may use any weapon you wish. It’s entirely up to you.”

Yun Tonghai looked at Ye Fengyun with confidence, his muscles rippling in response to his voice.

Ye Fengyun shook his head. “The sooner we finish, the sooner I can go home. My wife is waiting for me.”

Yun Tonghai sneered, “I’m afraid you won’t be going home tonight.”

“Enough talking. Let’s get this over with,” Ye Fengyun replied.

Yun Tonghai took an axe from one of his men and tossed it toward Ye Fengyun. The axe landed at Ye Fengyun’s feet.

Ye Fengyun glanced down at the axe, puzzled. “What, you want to chop me to death with that? Isn’t that a bit much?”

Yun Tonghai said, “I suggest you use a weapon—otherwise, your defeat will be more miserable than you can imagine.”

“I suggest you keep your advice to yourself.”

Ye Fengyun kicked the axe back, sending it flying straight into Yun Tonghai’s hand. “You use it.”

With that, Ye Fengyun casually picked up a wooden stick from the ground. “I’ll just use this.”

“How arrogant! He dares to fight the boss with just a stick!”

“This isn’t a fight—it’s an insult!”

“Boss, this punk is actually mocking you with a stick!”