"Ah~~" In an instant, a heart-wrenching scream echoed across the entire square.
Everyone was stunned, their hearts were seized by waves of shock; no one had expected this, as the scream did not come from Ye Feng, but from Wu Yike.
Wu Yike’s eyes showed unbearable pain, and tears flowed continuously. She collapsed to the ground, hugging her legs and screaming, "My legs, my legs, my legs are broken!"
"How could this happen!" Tan Jiming trembled in shock, completely unable to believe that Ye Feng could be this powerful. Ye Feng merely stood in place without even moving, and Wu Yike had been defeated.
Tan Jiming couldn’t comprehend how, in less than eight years, Ye Feng could have become so strong.
You see, although Ye Feng was initially stronger than Tan Jiming, the gap between them wasn’t that wide.
But now, seeing Ye Feng again, he seemed insurmountable, like an immense peak impossible to cross, in Tan Jiming’s eyes.
Tan Jiming’s eyes filled with despair, and he felt his face burn with humiliation. Just a moment ago, he had said Ye Feng was no match for them, demanding an apology from Ye Feng.
But now, Gao Zhipeng and the others were like ants trampled effortlessly beneath Ye Feng’s feet, utterly powerless to resist and easily defeated.
"How... How is this possible?" Tan Jiming’s eyes widened, as if they might pop out of their sockets, his mind completely unable to calm the turmoil within.
At this moment, Wu Yike was still screaming on the ground. Ye Feng turned around indifferently and looked at her: "Scram!"
His roar was like thunder exploding in the arena, and the terrifying killing intent swept over Wu Yike like a torrential downpour, engulfing her in an instant.
Wu Yike felt as if she was suffocating, her body about to be torn apart by the endless killing intent, utterly terrified and shaking all over.
Wu Yike immediately stood up and dashed off the stage, disappearing without a trace.
Witnessing this, everyone gasped in surprise. Wu Yike had been frightened into forgetting her pain by Ye Feng’s roar, and she vanished immediately.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Wu Yike was a woman, and that Ye Feng maintained a special relationship with the Wu Family, he would not have shown any mercy. When Wu Yike attacked him, Ye Feng could have seriously wounded her. Now, by only causing her minor injuries and letting her leave, he was clearly holding back.
Holding Gao Zhipeng in his hand as if he was trash, Ye Feng effortlessly walked to Han Ming’s side.
Then, Ye Feng stepped on Han Ming’s head, and Han Ming was utterly powerless to resist.
Han Ming felt the pressure of Ye Feng’s foot on his head as if a thousand-foot mountain bore down on his body, leaving him unable to resist, his eyes revealing intense pain and discomfort.
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone was dumbstruck. Holding Gao Zhipeng, stepping on Han Ming—who could compete with such strength?
Ye Feng swept his cold gaze around, his eyes filled with disdain, and he called out loudly, "Who else objects, come up here and accept death!"
However, everyone was silent, completely aware of Ye Feng’s strength by now.
Even the five great prodigies had shown no resistance against Ye Feng, easily crushed by him. Not to mention anyone else; nobody could be a match for Ye Feng even if they all attacked together.
Seeing the crowd fall silent, Ye Feng spoke indifferently, "Since no one objects, that makes me today’s champion, right?"
No one responded, then Lie Tianwang stood up and said, "Since no one objects, you are naturally the champion!"
Ye Feng nodded, "Good! Now, I’ll make my demand. Hand over Han Ying and Gao Zhiyuan!"
"How dare you!" At that moment, Gao Tianguo and the Han Family Ancestor both bellowed, their eyes flashing with murderous intent as they fiercely glared at Ye Feng, as if ready to tear him apart.
"What’s the matter? The rules were set by you, are you going to go back on your word?" Ye Feng looked coldly at the Han Family Ancestor and Gao Tianguo.
Gao Tianguo roared loudly, "Ye Feng, do you know where you are? This is Heavenly Dragon Town, not a place for you to run rampant!"
Ye Feng’s eyes flashed with disdain, "Spare me the nonsense, hand them over, or I’ll kill these two!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng increased the pressure underfoot and in his hand, and both Gao Zhipeng and Han Ming let out painful screams.
Gao Zhipeng yelled out loudly, "Grandfather... Save me... Please, I can’t take it anymore!"
"Stop this instant!" Gao Tianguo and the Han Family Ancestor both furiously roared at Ye Feng.
But Ye Feng paid them no mind; he continued increasing the pressure of his hand and foot.
"Ah~~~" The agonizing screams of Han Ming and Gao Zhipeng clearly resonated in everyone’s ears.
Gao Tianguo and the Han Family Ancestor were growing desperate.
"Ye Feng, are you courting death? I told you to let them go!" Gao Tianguo’s eyes were wild with rage as he bellowed, seemingly on the verge of erupting in violence against Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, unfazed, replied with disdain, "Then by all means, try it, and let’s see who dies first!"
"Ah~~" Han Jin and Gao Zhipeng howled in agony as Ye Feng continued to escalate the pressure.
"I just knew it would come to this..." Gao Tianshou said in despair, looking as though he had aged decades in an instant, collapsing to the ground with a pained look in his eyes.
Yet Ye Feng’s expression remained relaxed, showing no fear at all.
Enraged, Gao Tianguo shouted, "You bastard, you dare threaten me?"