The onlookers chattered amongst themselves, making the square bustling and lively.

Just then, someone shouted, "The Cheng family is here!"

So everyone in the room turned to look.

A large group of people walked in from a distance; these were the Cheng family members.

Leading the group was Cheng Tieshan, the head of the Cheng family, and walking beside him was Cheng Shaokang, the eldest son of the Cheng family.

Upon seeing Cheng Shaokang, countless civilians at the scene immediately revealed expressions of disgust and hatred.

It seems that Cheng Shaokang's despicable nature is obvious to all and cannot be fabricated.

Although the people at the scene loathed Cheng Shaokang, they dared not offend the Cheng family.

Therefore, as soon as the Cheng family members arrived, they all made way for them, and the Cheng family members marched in a grand procession to the center of the square.

"It seems the Zhou family hasn't arrived yet."

Cheng Tieshan looked around and said with a smile.

Cheng Shaokang said disdainfully, "Nine out of ten people from the Zhou family are afraid, which is why they dare not come."

"That's right."

"Young Master, who in the entire Tianlan City doesn't know your reputation? The Zhou family can only boast in words; they would never dare to send one of them out to fight you."

"That makes perfect sense!"

Cheng Shaokang knew, of course, that these servants were flattering him, but even knowing they were flattering him, he still felt very pleased.

Cheng Shaokang was extremely proud, his face full of smugness. Anyone who didn't know him would think he was a great hero returning from the battlefield, having just won a great victory.

“We can’t keep waiting like this, can we?” one of the servants said.

"Yes, the Zhou family hasn't come yet. Are we just going to wait here forever?"

"Could the Zhou family be trying to make a fool of us?"

Hearing what the servants said, Cheng Shaokang said to his father, Cheng Tieshan, "Dad, the servants are right. We really can't just wait here like fools."

"So what do you mean?" Cheng Tieshan asked.

"We'll wait half an hour. If the Zhou family hasn't arrived by then, they've lost," Cheng Shaokang said bluntly.

Cheng Tieshan then shouted to everyone present, "As you can all see, our Cheng family has arrived here as promised, but the Zhou family has not yet arrived."

"In that case, we'll wait for half an hour. If the Zhou family hasn't arrived by then, we'll consider them the losers!"

Cheng Tieshan's declaration sparked a great deal of discussion among the countless civilians present.

The vast majority of the tens of thousands of people who gathered here felt sympathy for the Zhou family, and therefore they all stood on the Zhou family's side.

But now Cheng Tieshan's words are correct in no way, and they can't find any fault with them.

"Sigh, it seems the Zhou family really doesn't dare to accept the challenge."

"I heard that it was the Zhou family that took the initiative to challenge the Cheng family, so why wouldn't the Zhou family dare to come?"

"Maybe the Zhou family is just bragging?"

"That's possible."

The surrounding discussions filled Cheng Tieshan and Cheng Shaokang with pride.

In their view, the Zhou family really didn't dare to come.

However, a loud shout suddenly came from afar.

"Who says our Zhou family dares not accept the challenge!"

This is the voice of Zhou Zhengxiong, the head of the Zhou family!

As Zhou Zhengxiong's roar echoed, countless people at the scene turned to look in that direction.

Twenty or thirty members of the Zhou family strode over from a distance, led by Zhou Zhengxiong, the current head of the Zhou family, with Zhou Qingwei, the eldest son of the Zhou family, among them.

Even Zhou Qinglan came!

Zhou Qinglan walked in the group, her expression showing great tension, clearly indicating her deep concern about today's duel.

Seeing Zhou Qinglan's worried expression, Cheng Shaokang laughed loudly, "Zhou Zhengxiong, Zhou Qingwei, I advise you to just give up! Even Zhou Qinglan can see that you are no match for us, so what's the point of you struggling?"

Zhou Zhengxiong strode over, sneered, and said, "Cheng Shaokang, I advise you not to be too smug. The more smug you are now, the more humiliating your defeat will be later!"

"Really? I don't think so," Cheng Shaokang said nonchalantly.

Zhou Zhengxiong turned to Ye Feng and asked, "Senior Feng, may we begin?"

"Let's begin, don't waste time," Night Breeze said calmly.

"Okay, let's get started now."

After saying that, Zhou Zhengxiong shouted, "This duel begins immediately! Cheng family, send your people out!"

As soon as Zhou Zhengxiong finished speaking, Cheng Shaokang suddenly leaped up and landed steadily in the center of the square.

"I'm standing right here, who dares to challenge me?" Cheng Shaokang shouted arrogantly.

One person stepped out from the Zhou family's group.

Who else could this person be but Ye Feng?

As the night breeze passed by Zhou Qinglan, she said nervously, "Senior Feng, I'm counting on you. Don't let me down."

Don't worry.

"Night Breeze said softly."

As he spoke, Ye Feng strode to the center of the square and stood five steps away from Cheng Shaokang.

"Are you the one representing the Zhou family who is fighting me? Who are you?" Cheng Shaokang asked.

"Feng Ye".

"Night Breeze said calmly."

"Do you know who I am?" Cheng Shaokang said with a sneer.

Night Wind shook his head and said, "I don't need to know who you are. If you want to fight, then come at me. Don't dawdle."

"You're asking for it."

Cheng Shaokang harbored murderous intent, and a strong killing aura emanated from his body.

He originally only intended to defeat Ye Feng, but now he's determined to kill him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Shaokang pounced on Ye Feng like a tiger descending a mountain.

As soon as he rushed in front of Ye Feng, Cheng Shaokang unleashed his signature martial art, the Flying Leaf Fist.

In just a few seconds, Cheng Shaokang threw over a hundred punches, which is a characteristic of Flying Leaf Fist.

Flying Leaf Fist is a martial art created by imitating flying leaves. Each strike is not particularly powerful, but the frequency of attacks is very high.

In this way, the combined power of hundreds of punches becomes quite terrifying!

Seeing this, countless civilians at the scene shook their heads repeatedly.

"Why isn't that person from the Zhou family hiding!"

"Was he scared out of his wits?!"

"How could the Zhou family send someone like this to the competition? They're so stupid!"

The civilians at the scene were all talking about it, and they were not optimistic about Ye Feng.

The Zhou family members were all on tenterhooks, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Ye Feng stood still, enduring Cheng Shaokang's Flying Leaf Fist without moving, which they found incomprehensible!

"What's going on, Senior Feng? Why isn't he avoiding us?"

Zhou Qinglan muttered to herself, her face full of doubt.

At that moment, Cheng Shaokang, who was in the center of the square, suddenly pulled back.