Flawless Metropolitan Divine Emperor

Chapter 0058 – Overbearing tactics

"Indeed, I am Yue Feishan's uncle. My name is Yue Feitian. Today, I ask you to do me a favor and let my nephew go. The ten thousand yuan prize is yours. Let's call it even, and from now on, we won't trouble each other. What do you say?" Yue Feitian said.

Yue Feitian held a certain status in the Yue family. He was the third brother of the current head of the Yue family, Yue Batian. The three brothers were close in age and all still alive.

However, Yue Feitian rarely managed family affairs, preferring to travel around. It was just by chance that he was home these past few days, and Yue Feishan personally invited him over.

Yue Feishan told him he was going to fight a master and wanted him to be there just in case.

And now, Yue Feishan's foresight proved correct. If Yue Feitian hadn't been there today, Yue Feishan would have been finished.

Yue Feishan was his elder brother's adopted son and quite filial. Since he was present, he couldn't just stand by and watch him die.

Even if it meant breaking the rules of the duel, so be it.

After all, rules are made by people, and staying alive is what matters.

Yue Feitian had seen Jiang Feng's strength earlier and knew Yue Feishan was no match for him. He even doubted his own ability to defeat Jiang Feng.

To save Yue Feishan, he had to swallow his pride and speak kindly to Jiang Feng.

But to Jiang Feng, Yue Feitian's words didn't sound kind at all; they felt more like a threat.

Using the Yue family to pressure Jiang Feng, forcing him to back down.

What Yue Feitian didn't know was that Jiang Feng wasn't someone easily intimidated, especially not by such overbearing tactics.

Rushing onto the stage to save someone and then demanding their release was nothing short of a challenge to Jiang Feng, a slap in his face.

If Jiang Feng backed down today and let Yue Feishan go, he would lose all his authority and be looked down upon by the Yue family and everyone else.

So he couldn't let Yue Feishan go.

"What if I don't agree?" Jiang Feng said calmly.

"You will agree," Yue Feitian said coldly, staring intently at Jiang Feng.

"Heh, you're too confident. Let me make it clear: I don't agree," Jiang Feng replied with a smile.

"Everyone here is watching. You think you can just call it off? What do you take me for?"

"Besides, it was Yue Feishan who challenged me, not the other way around."

"And don't try to pressure me with your Yue family. Your so-called Yue family means nothing to me."

"This is a live broadcast, with prominent figures from Meilong City watching. Let's see what you can do to me."

Jiang Feng's words were cold and sharp, exuding an air of dominance, giving Yue Feitian no face at all, and his attitude was firm.

Yue Feitian's expression darkened. He hadn't expected Jiang Feng to be so resolute.

Moreover, he publicly belittled the Yue family, which was infuriating.

The audience below the stage erupted.

"Wow, so this guy is Yue Feishan's uncle. But isn't he too overbearing, stopping the duel like this?"

"Yeah, even if he's from the Yue family, he can't just end the fight. We're watching!"

"This old man is so rude, always bringing up the Yue family. Is he getting senile?"

"Right, where's the justice in this?"

"Yue Feishan isn't any better, secretly calling his uncle over. He must have known he couldn't beat Jiang Feng and was waiting for this moment to save himself. Shameless!"

"So what if he's from the Yue family? We're here to watch the fight. Jiang Feng is right not to agree. I support Jiang Feng now."

"Me too. I hate bullies who rely on their power. What's so great about them? Why should others listen to them?"

"I think we should stop coming to Qiangsheng Martial Arts Academy. What a joke."

"Exactly, let's see if the Yue family can still act high and mighty."

"…"

The crowd began to criticize Yue Feishan and Yue Feitian, even dragging Qiangsheng Martial Arts Academy into it.

Hearing the crowd's comments, Yue Feishan spat out a mouthful of blood in frustration. Was his years of hard work going to be ruined just like this? It was too unfair.

He had indeed called his uncle over as a precaution, but he hadn't expected to actually lose to Jiang Feng and need his uncle's help.

But now, his uncle had not only saved him but also said such harsh words, directly inciting public anger. How was he supposed to end this?

Wang Badan and the other disciples of Qiangsheng Martial Arts Academy were also at a loss, not knowing what to do. They could only watch as everyone criticized them, wishing they could find a hole to hide in.

"Think it over," Yue Feitian said, now thoroughly enraged by the situation. He felt tricked by Jiang Feng, which was infuriating.

"I've already made it clear. Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said? Do you want me to repeat it?" Jiang Feng said.

"Fine, you're bold. I like young people like you. Today, I, Yue Feitian, challenge you. Do you dare accept?" Yue Feitian laughed in anger.

"Heh, the young one can't do it, so the old one steps in. Fine, I accept your challenge," Jiang Feng said.

"But what about my duel with Yue Feishan?" Jiang Feng added.

"Consider it your win. My nephew lost. The ten thousand yuan prize is yours," Yue Feitian said.

"No, no, no," Jiang Feng shook his head. "That's too easy. In the end, it's still according to your terms. I'm not that stupid."

"Then what do you want?" Yue Feitian asked, holding back his anger.

"The ten thousand yuan is mine because I earned it. But you must add another prize," Jiang Feng said. "Yue Feishan must admit defeat to me in front of everyone. Only then will I let him go. Otherwise, this matter won't end."

"You!" Yue Feitian was furious.

Jiang Feng was pushing his luck.

"Uncle, you mustn't agree to his terms," Yue Feishan shouted.

But after a moment of hesitation, Yue Feitian agreed to Jiang Feng's terms. "Fine, as you say. I'll add fifty thousand yuan. If you beat me, it's all yours."

"Uncle, no," Yue Feishan said.

"Get up and admit defeat to Jiang Feng," Yue Feitian shouted at Yue Feishan.

"Uncle…" Yue Feishan was stunned.

"Quick, get up, or I won't acknowledge you as my nephew," Yue Feitian roared.

Yue Feishan knew his uncle's temperament well. Once he decided on something, it was hard to change his mind.

He deeply regretted inviting his uncle over. If he hadn't, losing would have just been losing, nothing more.

But now, his uncle was challenging Jiang Feng and even offering a fifty thousand yuan prize.

If they lost again, he would have to pay.

Not only would he lose face, but also money.

Fifty thousand yuan was no small amount. He had planned to make a big profit from this event, but now he was losing fifty thousand before making any money.

He could only hope his uncle would win the fight and save the money.

At this point, Yue Feishan had nothing more to say. He slowly stood up and bowed to Jiang Feng. "I... admit defeat. I lost."

"Yeah, Yue Feishan admitted defeat. Jiang Feng won," Cheng Shaoqing cheered first.

"We won, we won," Cheng Zhenjie also shouted.

The happiest people were probably the two of them.

"Hahaha, not only did Jiang Feng win, but I also won money. Hey, bring me my winnings," Cheng Zhenjie shouted.

"And me, I also bet on Jiang Feng winning," Cheng Shaoqing said excitedly.

Most of the people present had bet on Yue Feishan, only a few, including Cheng Zhenjie and Cheng Shaoqing, had bet on Jiang Feng.

They made a big profit, earning thousands in one go.

The two of them were overjoyed with their winnings.

Winning money felt great, no wonder so many people risked everything in gambling.

Yue Feishan slunk off the stage under everyone's gaze, like a rat being chased, not daring to lift his head.

"Master, are you okay?" Wang Badan and the others gathered around, concerned.

"Get lost, all of you," Yue Feishan roared in anger.

He was in a terrible mood and easily angered.

Wang Badan and the others shrank back, not daring to speak.

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"Alright, my nephew has admitted defeat. Let's begin," Yue Feitian said angrily.

"Sure, I'm ready anytime," Jiang Feng said indifferently.

"Hmph, take this."

Yue Feitian couldn't wait any longer, eager to tear Jiang Feng apart.

So he attacked without hesitation.

"Roaming the East Sea!"

Yue Feitian unleashed a powerful attack.

This move, "Roaming the East Sea," was his ultimate technique, honed over many years. He used it right away to quickly defeat Jiang Feng.

He had already seen that Jiang Feng was very strong. The longer the fight dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

So he aimed for a one-hit kill.

"Goodness, his Inner Strength is much stronger than Yue Feishan's, even surpassing Xu Chaozheng's. No wonder he's so confident," Jiang Feng thought, surprised.

Moreover, Yue Feitian's move was extraordinary. Using the Azure Dragon Lion Tiger Strength to counter it directly would be unwise.

It could result in internal injuries and defeat.

So... let's try that move.

In a flash, Yue Feitian's attack was upon Jiang Feng, its power overwhelming, like a thousand blades cutting into Jiang Feng's skin, causing intense pain.

At that moment, Jiang Feng raised his right arm and shouted, "Kylin's Right Arm!"

Whoosh!

Flames suddenly erupted from Jiang Feng's right arm, blazing fiercely and shooting skyward.

Within the endless flames, a Fire Kylin seemed to be leaping and bounding.

The accompanying heat waves rolled like tides, hotter than the scorching sun.

With the appearance of Kylin's Right Arm, everything around dimmed, overshadowed by its dazzling brilliance.

Yue Feitian's eyes widened in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

"This is..." Yue Feitian had never seen anything like it. An arm on fire, as if filled with molten lava.

Such a phenomenon seemed to surpass human limits, impossible to achieve by mere human strength.

"Could Jiang Feng be part of the dark forces?" Yue Feitian wondered in astonishment.

As a martial artist, he knew the dark side of martial arts.

Some people sought evil methods to gain greater power, breaking through their limits.