Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Get Revenge After Prison

Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...

Three years...

Chapter 89 Flying Flowers and Plucking Leaves

"I'll beat you to death, you damned bastard!"

I'll beat you to death!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Zhang Yuanbiao slapped Zhang Kun several times across the face.

A moment later, the once-famous Kun Ge's face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Dad! Stop hitting him!"

"I know I was wrong!"

Zhang Kun knelt on the ground, crying. This was his own father, and today, for the sake of an outsider, he had beaten him in front of so many people.

And he's so ruthless. Just who is this kid?

"Mr. Ye?"

"Are you calmed down yet?" Zhang Yuanbiao asked breathlessly.

"No!" Ye Feng said coldly, looking at him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanbiao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Crack!" Zhang Yuanbiao stepped on Zhang Kun's right leg.

That kick broke one of his legs.

"Ah!" A scream echoed throughout the hall, and this time, those watching the show showed expressions of horror.

This was his own son, and without a second thought, he crippled one of his legs.

This young man in front of Zhang Yuanbiao has scared him like this?

"Mr. Ye!"

"Are you satisfied now?" Zhang Yuanbiao asked, his body trembling.

"No!" It was just two words, cold enough to suffocate everyone.

Chen Shouan's pupils contracted immediately. Upon hearing this, Zhang Kun's face turned deathly pale. He stared at the figure in disbelief.

"Thump!"

"Mr. Ye, please spare my son's life!"

"I'm willing to offer 500 million just to save my son's life!"

"duang! duang! duang!"

Zhang Yuanbiao kowtowed repeatedly, and the sound of his kowtows could be heard throughout the banquet hall.

Zhang Kun, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he fainted and lost consciousness.

"Mr. Ye!"

Just as Chen Shouan was about to say something, Ye Feng stood up.

"Take your son and get out!"

"Don't ever appear in front of me again!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanbiao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He grabbed Zhang Kun and fled the scene like a dog.

After teaching Zhang Kun a lesson, Ye Feng turned his gaze to the people of Tai Chi Sect.

Those eyes stared at Li Deyuan like an eagle, and Li Deyuan was suddenly startled by that gaze.

"Chirp!"

Before Li Deyuan could even speak, a leaf, carrying terrifying pressure, pierced through the void.

In an instant, a lock of Li Deyuan's hair was cut off.

What?

What just happened?

Countless people stared at Ye Feng in horror.

He didn't do anything just now, did he?

The sudden change startled the three elders of the Taiji Sect, who all took a step back.

In that instant, it felt as if death itself had descended upon us.

Not far away, Jiang Lingxuan was startled, her cherry-like mouth slightly agape.

"Pick flowers and fly leaves!"

"Killing without leaving a trace!"

"His internal energy is so powerful?"

Two beautiful women dressed in plain clothes stood beside Jiang Lingxuan, their eyes also revealing shock.

Even Jiang Lingxuan couldn't do that.

Those were three grandmaster-level experts, yet a single leaf in the night breeze scared them away.

If that leaf had hit anyone else, they would probably be dead by now!

Shock, fear, and panic filled the minds of the three elders of the Taiji Sect.

"Young Sect Master!"

"We are no match for him!"

"Let's retreat!"

They naturally understood the principle that a wise man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him.

"How confident are we if the four of us go all out?" Li Deyuan's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

"Less than 30%!"

"What did you say?"

Li Deyuan was the weakest Grandmaster among the four of them, having only broken through to the Grandmaster level half a year ago.

Moreover, it involved the Tai Chi School's immense resources and the consumption of countless medicinal herbs.

If it weren't for Li Changsheng's wealth, Li Deyuan probably wouldn't have reached this stage even if he spent his entire life trying.

At first, they heard that a young man in his early twenties had killed his own father, Li Changsheng.

Li Deyuan simply didn't believe it; he believed that someone else must have intervened.

Only now did he realize that this kid was far more terrifying than he had believed.

"Walk!"

"Run!"

Li Deyuan hasn't lived enough yet! Besides, Li Changsheng is dead, and he has only just taken this position.

"We can deal with this kid later when the Japanese arrive!"

"And! I heard there's a treasure at tomorrow's auction!"

"We must not forget the purpose of our visit!"

The Grand Elder of the Tai Chi School reminded Li Deyuan, and he immediately nodded.

Before anyone could understand what was going on, Li Deyuan led the Taiji Sect members out the door without saying a word.

They ran away? A single leaf scared the Tai Chi Men people away?

With the Tai Chi Sect members disappearing from the Zhou family home, the conflict temporarily subsided.

Meanwhile, the hearts of countless people in the arena were like a rollercoaster. Fortunately, that kid didn't go on a killing spree.

"Mr. Ye, on behalf of my Zhou family, thank you!"

Zhou Tai bowed deeply to Ye Feng, drawing envious glances from countless people.

"Don't be so polite!" Ye Feng supported Zhou Tai's arm.

"Your son has injured his tendons and veins!"

"Let him come over!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tai and Zhou Tao were shocked. Three years ago, Zhou Tao had suffered a serious injury, and the doctor told him that his career in martial arts was over.

"Mr. Ye, can you cure my son?" Zhou Tai looked at Ye Feng with his last glimmer of hope.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

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