Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The atmosphere in the hall once again became oppressive.

Had Ye Wudao come to support Mo Xing?

"Wait a minute, I'm a bit confused, the enemy of my enemy is my friend? You mean to say, you and that bastard Jiang You are enemies, and I too don't get along with either of them."

"So, that makes us friends, right?"

"Friends should assist each other through thick and thin, so you're saying we've always been comrades-in-arms in the same trench?"

Mo Xing's eyes widened. Could this guy be an undercover ally hidden among the enemy?

"Yes, we are comrades! We've finally met!"

Ye Wudao strode towards Mo Xing, arms wide open, his face filled with excitement.

"My comrade of many years! You've finally shown up, I've been waiting bitterly!"

Mo Xing also howled loudly, showing genuine emotion as he hugged Ye Wudao and patted his solid back forcefully.

The people in the room looked on with contempt at the pair, thinking they were true Oscar-worthy actors—like two peas in a pod, their performance disgustingly fake.

Shenfeng also stood up and walked towards Ye Wudao, "Wudao! After such a long time, you finally show up, willing to face the music."

"Damn! Director Shenfeng, you're here too? Brotherhood for life!" Ye Wudao hugged Shenfeng, overwhelmed with emotion.

Ye Ling was dumbfounded. What were these bastards here for?

Jiang You and Ye Wudao, of course, recognized Shenfeng. After all, both were strong Innate Realm warriors; how could they not know the head of the Bureau of Superpowers?

"Alright! Today, we brothers unite, cut through metal together, and kill these two bastards!"

The three roared in unison, pointing at Jiang You and his companion, their faces stern as if bonded by a brotherhood deeper than the heavens.

"Stop pretending here, show what you've got if you have any tricks," Jiang Xiaobai sneered. With Jiang You here, he naturally wasn't afraid, having seen Jiang You's formidable capabilities firsthand.

Ye Ling suddenly laughed, "What, you think you're tough because you've got someone to back you up? Don't be too optimistic, Jiang Young Master, if you lose, you must admit it. Today, nobody can help you."

"Tsk tsk, this guy speaks to my heart—that's the way. A man should live boldly and take down anyone who disagrees, kill 'em!" Ye Wudao yelled loudly.

Everyone was speechless. This guy was definitely the most peculiar of the four young masters: immensely strong, with a bizarre personality, not only brazen but also enamored with making a scene.

Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, Jiang You stood up, offering a slight smile, "My friend, sometimes it's best not to push people too hard, otherwise it could be bad for you as well."

A threat, an obvious threat. Yet Ye Ling just smiled broadly, "Aren't you meddling too much? Why don't you chop off his fingers for him? If not, scram; you're an eyesore."

Sss, Mo Siqing inhaled sharply. This guy was prepared to offend the Four Young Masters as a whole—a daring move. How formidable they would be, even if facing the General, should these two join forces.

"I think you should taste some bitterness, or else you might not take others seriously," Jiang You said, smiling faintly, in no hurry.

Meanwhile, Ye Wudao was startled, knowing Jiang You was about to take action. His expression grew serious, and just as he was about to respond, Shenfeng next to him stopped him.

In the next moment, Jiang You moved—his body swift as the wind, with a single graceful motion, he was instantly beside Ye Ling, striking with his palm and stirring up a roaring tempest.

Slap, slap, slap, a mighty palm strike headed straight for Ye Ling. Everyone's pupils constricted, while Jiang Xiaobai on the side broke into an excited laugh.

Ye Ling remained unmoved, still smiling, he raised his arm to block, and Jiang You's palm slammed right onto Ye Ling's arm.

Thud, a deep sound echoed. Jiang You's face suddenly changed colors. Even Ye Wudao would not dare to block his full-powered blow lightly, yet Ye Ling hadn't even staggered a step.

"Too weak," Ye Ling laughed, and as he did, his other fist had already smashed out.

Boom, Jiang You's eyes widened as the fist directly hit his stomach. A sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body, and Jiang You's body bent sharply as his pupils dilated.

Jiang Xiaobai was immediately stupefied, his smile still hanging on his face, but it had transformed into astonishment.

Could it be that even Jiang You was no match for him?

Impossible, he had seen Jiang You go all out. Insanely powerful, a frenzied Jiang You was definitely the most terrifying being, having once watched him single-handedly kill the top ten Black Fist Kings without receiving a single scratch.

Bam, Ye Ling's right elbow suddenly smashed down, and Jiang You's body slammed directly to the ground, his face pressing into the dirt as a trickle of fresh blood flowed from his mouth, looking miserable.

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"If you're not strong enough, don't pretend, otherwise the outcome can still be quite miserable," Ye Ling said with a light chuckle, backing away.

Ye Wudao's eyes bulged as he watched Ye Ling, quickly stepping up to his side, "Idol! Absolute idol! Did you just knock down Jiang You, that hypocrite, just like that?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Your surname is Ye, and so is mine, we must be relatives. Otherwise, why would both of us be so extraordinary, with such amazing talent, like the existence of Kings!"

"We are like fireflies in the dark, no matter how we try to hide, nothing can stop the light we emit!"

Ye Ling hastily stopped Ye Wudao: "Stop! Stop! I was wrong, big brother, I was wrong, don't say anymore!"

Ye Wudao gave a sheepish grin, then turned around, pointing at Jiang You who was picking himself up, disdainfully saying, "How about that? What do you think of us from the Ye Family? You're no good, like a little chick, too weak."

"Who on earth are you!" Jiang You stood up, gritting his teeth as he glared at Ye Ling, eyes bloodshot.

Ye Ling shrugged, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that you stood up for Jiang Xiaobai, and that makes you my enemy. I'm usually not very merciful to my enemies."

"This is the first time. Next time, it won't be so easy for you."

Jiang You ground his teeth in anger but felt powerless. Always praised as the pride of heaven, he was overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.

"Ye Wudao! You wanted to stand up for Ye Ling, didn't you? Fine! Then come and fight me on the stage!"

"If I lose, I'll stop meddling with Jiang Xiaobai's affairs. If you lose, you'll let Jiang Xiaobai off!"

"The two of us, plus a bet, whoever loses gives up a Spiritual Artifact!"

Ye Wudao blinked, looking at Ye Ling, "Is he trying to take out his frustration on me since he can't beat you?"

"Looks like it! Beat him up!" Ye Ling laughed heartily.

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth, "Damn it, I've never been looked down upon like this, Jiang You! Get up on the stage! I'll beat you so badly your old man won't recognize you!"

"But, doesn't this seem like you're not getting my opinion?" Ye Ling suddenly said.

Everyone was taken aback, indeed, Ye Ling is the real person involved here, right? What are these two interlopers fussing about?