Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

The strong practitioner from the Western Vampire Divine Court stared at Ye Feng, shocked to discover that he was indeed a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm. He was momentarily dumbfounded, as he had just taken special care to verify information from various sources, confirming that Ye Feng's realm had consistently stayed at Martial King Peak and could not advance due to the special nature of his cultivation technique.

He had even joked with others a moment ago that, with Ye Feng's realm at Martial King Peak, there was no way he could participate in the Talent List Competition.

After all, the Talent List Competition explicitly stipulated that only Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm under the age of thirty-five were qualified to participate.

But now, he had been slapped in the face on the spot, as numerous strong practitioners who had spent a long time on the Outer Battlefield looked on with profound gazes, feeling as if they had been played.

"And here we thought he was some world-shocking prodigy, challenging a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm while still at Martial King Peak. Looking at his aura now, it's clear he is already a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm."

"Where's the guy from just now? Daring to deceive us, does he really think we have no brains?"

"Such a bluffer, we almost believed him. Ye Feng is also in the realm of Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, and his aura seems somewhat unstable, which obviously indicates a newly ascended Grandmaster."

"Probably when he was fighting the Grandmaster before, he was already at Half-Step Golden Core Realm, so it's not that strange after all."

The astonishment in people's eyes faded as they all came to believe that Ye Feng was truly a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm.

The one who had shared Ye Feng's information from the Western Vampire Divine Court didn't dare to say a word, hiding in the high pavilions of his own camp, silently fuming.

What on earth was going on? Why was the intelligence different?

He was completely bewildered. The key point was that he hadn't received the information from just one person, but from many. Surely, these people couldn't all be conspiring against him?

In fact, it wasn't just him who was baffled; others privy to the inside knowledge were equally confounded, especially the people from Xuanyuan Hall.

"The Northern Border King, Ye Feng, is also at the realm of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm?"

"Something's not right. Wasn't he only at Martial King Peak before? How did he suddenly become a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm?"

Members of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts discussed curiously, many of whom knew that Ye Feng practiced a cultivation technique from more than two thousand years ago, and were aware his realm would always remain at Martial King Peak. However, his strength was always a mystery. Now that they saw Ye Feng in the realm of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, albeit a newly ascended one, many were shocked.

"Have we all been deceived all along?"

"The Northern Border King, Ye Feng's realm, is not actually at Martial King Peak?"

"If he is truly a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, that would amaze anyone. I heard he is only twenty-six years old!"

"A Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm at twenty-six years old, that's practically monstrous among monsters!"

"What's a realm worth? Ye Feng's strength has already reached a top-level among Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, hasn't it?"

"Earlier, he even withstood the pressure from Fourth Hall Master Hong Wuji. That's not something an ordinary Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm could do."

The faces of the people from Xuanyuan Hall were still filled with shock, as even if Ye Feng's previous Martial King Peak realm was fabricated, his strength was not. Moreover, at Ye Feng's age, being a twenty-six-year-old Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, was enough to leave everyone in awe.

In fact, they had no idea that the realm Ye Feng currently displayed was just a disguise he had conjured up, a technique of disguise he learned in the Heavenly Origin Secret Realm from Elder Bai. Even Great Powers of the Yin-Yang Realm would not be able to see through his disguise!

Therefore, the First Hall Master also frowned, observing Ye Feng and feeling quite surprised by his realm. Could Ye Feng actually be a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm?

He watched Ye Feng with a profound gaze, a hint of contemplation in his eyes, pondering something unknown.

Over at Ye Feng's side, he had already approached the third platform, which was the one occupied by Long Nannan. Her prior performance had deterred others from easily challenging that platform.

"Little Martial Uncle, how was it? I just blasted those guys from the Yin-Yang Temple," Long Nannan said cheerfully, brandishing the short sword in her hand that gleamed with a cold light, looking quite pleased with herself.

Previously blocked by someone from the Sword Saint Palace, Long Nannan herself was quite displeased, so the moment she stepped up, she chose to challenge Feng Ye, the Great Yin-Yang Master from the Yin-Yang Temple, because she knew that the people from the Sword Saint Palace also belonged to the Yin-Yang Temple. To find trouble, she naturally aimed at the Yin-Yang Temple.

Ye Feng could not help but chuckle and said, "All right, I know you're formidable. Hurry up there. The real scramble has started, just stay put on the platform."

Long Nannan stuck out her tongue and said nothing more, her petite body soaring into the sky. In the blink of an eye, she had already reached the high pavilion of Xuanyuan Hall.

This scene surprised many onlookers who hadn't expected Ye Feng to allow his own people to concede their places.

"Shouldn't this female practitioner's strength be enough to contend for the top ten?"

"Isn't that so? Being able to defeat Feng Ye and possessing such top-notch inner armor, he has a good chance of entering the top ten. I didn't expect the Northern Border King, Ye Feng, to just let his person leave like that."

"It seems that the Northern Border King, Ye Feng, is really just a figurehead after all. Wasn't he supposed to be strong? Why didn't he fight in the tournament himself instead of letting his man give up his spot to him?"

Many people shook their heads in disappointment, clearly finding Ye Feng's actions somewhat shameful. Rumors had been saying Ye Feng was very strong, but now he was letting his own people fight for him in the tournament, only to take over later.

This had become the unanimous opinion; many had begun to look down on Ye Feng.

"So this is the legendary Northern Border King? Doesn't look like much of a big deal to me. Watch me go up and meet him!"

A young powerhouse from the Western Vampire Divine Court, with a scornful look on his face and a flippant tone, turned into a streak of blood-red light and charged straight towards Ye Feng on the number three platform.

"Yaji from the Western Vampire Divine Court, is he actually taking the initiative to challenge the Northern Border King, Ye Feng's platform?"

Some powerful individuals immediately took note of the figure rushing over and spoke in surprise.

"I've heard that Yaji has always been arrogant and overbearing. In the younger generation of the Western Vampire Divine Court, apart from Nick, he respects no one else. If he dislikes someone, he goes straight up to fight them."

"Isn't that obvious? Nick is the top figure in their Divine Court, and Yaji is often beaten down by Nick so badly that he can't lift his head; of course, he dares not disrespect him."

"You all don't say, but Yaji is also just thirty years old, and he has already reached the realm of Grand Duke among the vampires. He is indeed a top-level prodigy. His battle with the Northern Border King, Ye Feng, might be quite interesting to watch."

"I think, maybe the Northern Border King, Ye Feng, is just all talk. Yaji will likely knock him off the platform."

The crowd discussed among themselves. Yaji's age was mentioned to be thirty, but that was just a conversion; vampires live much longer than humans. Though Yaji is said to be thirty, his actual age has reached three hundred, which for a vampire is equivalent to a human being about thirty years old.

On platform number three, Ye Feng watched the blood-red figure flying towards his platform with a very indifferent look in his eyes.

But Yaji was quite unruly, his blood-red pupils glaring at Ye Feng: "Northern Border King, Ye Feng, I didn't expect the strong figure spoken of by so many to be someone who relies on his subordinates to seize the platform."

Yaji spoke with clear disdain. Just as Ye Feng got up, Long Nannan immediately left, and many people felt that Ye Feng had no standard of his own. That's why he let his subordinate come up to help seize the platform. After all, there weren't many people from other forces in the Outer Battlefield who had seen Ye Feng make a move, and few who had come to the Outer Battlefield recently. Even fewer were those who managed to come to the scene of the talent showdown.

There were only some who had heard of Ye Feng while on Earth. Not many had seen him with their own eyes, which is why they all thought this way.

Of course, Ye Feng knew what everyone was thinking. Hearing Yaji's words, he just smiled slightly.

Did he need Long Nannan to seize the platform for him?

Of course not, but he didn't want Long Nannan to expose too much of her strength right now. A single fight had already drawn a lot of attention. If Long Nannan were to go all out, entering the top ten would definitely not be a problem. However, he was worried about Long Nannan getting injured in the upcoming point matches, which was unnecessary.

Moreover, that would bring undue attention if he and she both were in the top ten. He preferred to keep a low profile.

"Whatever you think it is, that's what it is," Ye Feng replied, still wearing a faint smile, completely unconcerned by Yaji's mockery.

Seeing Ye Feng react this way, Yaji was even more convinced that his words had hit the mark, and he spoke with even greater pride: "A coward who wants to stand on this platform? You might as well roll off it!"

As soon as Yaji's words fell, black wings rapidly unfurled from his back, the blood-like aura on his body thickened instantaneously, and in the blink of an eye, his presence had reached a powerful state. His hands flickered with a red light, and a pair of sharp claw-like weapons appeared in his grasp.

"Blood Ghost Claw!"

With a flap of the black wings behind him, Yaji's body instantly flew towards Ye Feng, his clawed hands glowing with a thick bloodlight, and the trembling power already concentrated on those sharp claws.

"Roll off!"

In the blink of an eye, Yaji appeared right in front of Ye Feng. His body still in mid-air, his lethal claws swung down, creating two alarming blood-colored claw marks aimed at Ye Feng's body, as though they would tear him apart in an instant.

Ye Feng's eyes remained calm, and just as the alarming blood-colored claw marks were about to hit him, he made a slight step and his whole figure vanished in front of Yaji's eyes.

Yaji was stunned; in that brief moment, Ye Feng had disappeared right in front of him. Where was he?

As he looked around bewildered, a voice already came from behind him.

"Emperor's Divine Dragon Fist!"