Chapter 59: 59th Chapter: No One Leave _1
"Well, kid, quite arrogant, aren’t you? Then get ready to take me on!"
Seeing Ye Ming’s arrogance, Li Dazhuang no longer planned to hold back and went all out with a full-force attack, aiming for a one-hit kill to avenge his previous humiliation.
As he gradually closed in, Ye Ming remained motionless in the same spot, calmly watching him with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Li Dazhuang sneered with a grin, "Foolish boy, you must be scared by the power I’ve shown, huh?"
"But now, no matter what you say, I can’t let you go! You must die!"
Li Dazhuang raised his arm, his sandbag-sized fist mixed with the wind of the punch, rushing towards Ye Ming’s face.
The punch was filled with power; if it connected, Ye Ming’s head would likely explode on impact, leaving him with no chance of survival.
Chen Feng was watching the scene unfold with a grin, already contemplating how he would pursue Xu Lele. Without a rival, his opportunity was coming.
One second later, Chen Feng couldn’t summon a smile anymore.
He saw Ye Ming reach out his hand and grab Li Dazhuang’s fist just in time.
Just like that, with an effortless lift of his hand, and without even using much strength, Li Dazhuang’s fist was easily grasped and could no longer move forward an inch.
Li Dazhuang’s eyes widened, his mind unable to catch up as he asked, "What’s happening?"
He started to doubt his own strength, even his life’s choices.
He wanted to apply more force, but he found his fist felt like it was hitting a sponge, unable to exert any power.
When he tried to pull back, he suddenly realized that his fist seemed to be clamped by vice grips, unable to move at all.
"You son of a... Ouch, damn it!"
Li Dazhuang barely managed three words before starting to scream in agony.
His hysterical cries were frightening to behold.
Ye Ming’s palm began to tighten, making a cracking sound as two of Li Dazhuang’s finger bones shattered in an instant.
Then, with a gentle twist of his hand, there was another crack, and Li Dazhuang’s wrist broke.
"Ye Ming, you beast, I will kill you! Ah... it hurts, it hurts..."
The sound made people shudder and feel uneasy all over.
Li Dazhuang’s face turned pale, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes reddening. The excruciating pain was unbearable, almost making him wish for death.
"Fourth Rank Martial Artist, is that all you’ve got?"
Ye Ming spoke unhurriedly, "How dull!"
Having said that, Ye Ming released Li Dazhuang, stepped back half a step, and then powered up a kick right under Li Dazhuang’s ribs.
Another snap was heard; three of Li Dazhuang’s ribs broke, and his body flew out like a kite with its string cut, crashing onto the floor five meters behind.
The whole place was again dead silent; unlike other competitions, today’s fight lacked any atmosphere and had so many unfathomable events that the audience’s minds couldn’t keep up.
"What a bunch of good-for-nothings!"
Chen Feng cursed silently among the crowd and turned to sneak away with the intention of slipping unnoticed.
He had thought he could use this opportunity to completely cripple Ye Ming, but the outcome was Li Dazhuang getting crippled instead. Without someone to rely on, Chen Feng didn’t want to linger.
But his sneaky actions were already spotted by Ye Ming, who now called out loudly, "Young Master Chen, do you intend to just walk away like this?"
"Do you think I would let you off that easily?"
Chen Feng sneered, saying, "Ye Ming, you got the better of me today; we’ll see about that!"
"Think I’m impressive? Thank you for your praise!" Seeing Chen Feng’s fearlessness even in the face of imminent death, Ye Ming found it somewhat amusing. He asked, "However, what makes you think we’ll be around to see? And what makes you think you’ll be able to walk away today?"
Chen Feng’s back was already soaked with cold sweat, but on the surface, he still forced himself to say, "Ye Ming, you better think this through. Offending me won’t end well for you. Even if you’re good at fighting, can you fight a hundred people, a thousand people?"
"The power of the Chen Family is not something you can afford to provoke. If you don’t want to be chased for the rest of your life, you’d better start begging for mercy and admit your wrongs right now!"
He was now like a duck that had been cooked, left with only a tough beak.
Before he could get very far, Qin Tianyu’s figure had already appeared, blocking his path.
"Qin Tianyu, do you plan on turning against me as well?" Chen Feng asked loudly.
Qin Tianyu sneered and said, "What you just did means we have already torn faces, with no room for reconciliation."
"You motherf**ker..." Chen Feng’s mentality began to explode, but glancing around, he saw Li Dazhuang had been knocked to the ground, unconscious, with his life hanging by a thread. Chen Feng’s only reliance was now useless. What should he do next?
Ye Ming didn’t give him a chance to think, already stepping toward Chen Feng.
He kicked Chen Feng’s knee, and with a crack, Chen Feng immediately knelt before Ye Ming. His forehead uncontrollably smashed heavily onto the ground, giving Ye Ming a deep, resonating kowtow.
"Young Master Chen, why bother giving me such a grand courtesy?"
Ye Ming asked coldly.
"You motherf**..."
Chen Feng had just started to curse when Ye Ming had already grabbed his shoulder.
Another crack, and Chen Feng’s arm was dislocated.
The excruciating pain made him howl.
Ye Ming frowned and said, "Truly noisy!"
He made another move, placing his hand behind Chen Feng’s neck, squeezing hard, and Chen Feng’s neck twisted sharply, causing him to start drooling and his face to contort.
With this, Chen Feng’s spine was severely damaged; he could now be considered a complete invalid.
Even if he were treated by any means, Chen Feng would still end up with a condition worse than death.
Qin Tianyu watched from the side, feeling a chill in his heart. He didn’t expect Ye Ming to be so ruthless and merciless.
But then he thought about it. Chen Feng’s temperament was something he understood very well. If Ye Ming didn’t finish him, Chen Feng would keep coming back for more. This action was perhaps the best approach.
During the entire ordeal, those on the scene were just dumbfounded, wave after wave of shock left their emotions fluctuating wildly.
Now, the most terrifying event had occurred—the heir of the Chen Family, Chen Feng, was thoroughly crippled.
Chen Feng’s current state was just slightly better than death, beyond saving.
Ye Ming’s face still showed no change in expression, calm in a way that was aggravating.
"Mr. Ye, let’s go," Qin Tianyu said, steadying his emotions, making a very rational suggestion.
It wouldn’t be long before the news of Chen Feng’s defeat spread. If they waited for the Chen Family’s retaliation, their chances were slim.
Qin Tianyu also made a firm resolve in his heart—he would protect Ye Ming at all costs.
Li Dazhuang was woken up by two underlings, who after spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, came to his senses.
When he saw Chen Feng’s condition, he almost wet his pants from fright.
"Damn, how did Young Master Chen become a cripple?"
In a critical moment, he quickly made a decision, shouting loudly, "We can’t let them leave, close the doors!"
At his command, a group of strong men suddenly poured in, sealing off the exit firmly.
