The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Sword Emperor, in front of everyone in Luoying, loudly asked, "Ye Feng, you seem very confident in your strength?"

"Indeed..." Ye Feng nodded lightly with a relaxed expression in his eyes, unabashed in the face of the Sword Emperor, who nodded and squinted at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, let me ask you, do you have the confidence to take the championship in the grand martial tournament?"

"It's just the grand martial tournament championship, I can easily take it, it's hardly worth mentioning..."

"How arrogant!" Everyone was shocked upon hearing Ye Feng's words, looking at him in amazement.

Nearby, the Storm Envoy frowned deeply. Ye Feng's words completely disregarded her presence. After all, the Storm Envoy was a Legendary Great Perfection warrior, considered a hot favorite to win the championship.

Before Ye Feng arrived in Luoying, almost everyone believed that this time the champion of the grand martial tournament would be the Storm Envoy.

The Sword Emperor smiled coldly, "Good! If you can indeed take this championship, I will no longer pursue today's disrespect from you. Not just that, henceforth, you won't need to offer us any salutations when you see us! Of course, if you fail to take the championship, don't blame me for taking your life!"

As soon as the Sword Emperor stopped speaking, a terrifying killing intent emerged, like a million invisible blades, flooding Ye Feng as if to shred him apart.

However, when faced with the terrifying killing intent of the Sword Emperor, Ye Feng still wore a relaxed expression, showing no fear at all, and stood his ground, locking eyes with the Sword Emperor.

"You don't have the strength to take my life!" Ye Feng said confidently.

"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, everyone present was visibly shocked and incredibly surprised, as they had not expected Ye Feng to dare challenge the Sword Emperor.

It's worth noting, the Sword Emperor was considered the strongest in Luoying, just below the Leader Second God, a Half-step Divine Realm powerful warrior.

Over so many years, no one had ever dared to challenge the Sword Emperor. Even the other four commanders, who were equally powerful as the Sword Emperor, never dared challenge him, but Ye Feng did.

"Hahaha~~~" Just as everyone thought the Sword Emperor was angry, he burst out laughing, "Good, Ye Feng, you're so arrogant. Let's see if you have the backing for your arrogance. I'll repeat, if you win the championship, today's matter is forgiven. But if you fail, you know the consequences!"

"The mere championship is hardly worth mentioning!" Ye Feng remained relaxed.

"Good, then I'll see how you take the championship!" the Sword Emperor said, watching Ye Feng before taking his seat.

On the other hand, the Sword Saint Commander was furious to the extreme and loudly said, "Brother Sword Emperor, why do you tolerate such an arrogant scumbag? Let me go instead and kill this trash!"

The Sword Emperor waved his hand, "Enough, you need not waste words. I know what I am doing!"

Hearing that the Sword Emperor was not pursuing the matter further, the Sword Saint Commander found it inappropriate to say more.

The Storm Envoy beside Ye Feng, however, looked extremely displeased. Being a hot favorite to win the championship, she was clearly dismissed by Ye Feng's casual words.

Storm Envoy glared angrily at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, you truly are arrogant, do you really not take me seriously?"

Ye Feng gently shook his head, "I don't mean to underestimate you, it's just a fact—you are not my opponent..."

Storm Envoy felt belittled by Ye Feng once again and instantly grew furious, "I want to see what abilities you have to be so arrogant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Storm Envoy's aura surged, and he instantly boosted his own power to the extreme, slapping heavily towards Ye Feng's chest.

However, Ye Feng easily reacted, his body casually shifted to the side, effortlessly dodging Storm Envoy's attack.

Then, like lightning, Ye Feng raised his right hand and grabbed the Storm Envoy's wrist.

Ye Feng flinched upon touching Storm Envoy's wrist, the smooth, delicate sensation transmitted into his palm.

Storm Envoy, feeling as frail and boneless as ever, stirred a slight ripple in Ye Feng's heart.

While grasped by Ye Feng at the wrist, Storm Envoy instantly felt a wave of shame.

Storm Envoy tried to pull his hand away, but he found that Ye Feng's strength far surpassed his own, and Storm Envoy was unable to break free.

The shame overwhelmed Storm Envoy, and, furious, he roared loudly at Ye Feng, "Let go of me!"

Ye Feng wore an indifferent expression, "You were the one who attacked me. Now you want me to let go? It's not that simple. If you want to fight, we can battle in the contest. If I let you go now, can you guarantee you will not strike at me again?"

"You!" Storm Envoy's face turned crimson with anger, his cheeks flush as if they were ripe peaches, seemingly ready to drip juice at any moment. The spectators, witnessing Storm Envoy in such an embarrassed state, were all taken aback, entranced as they had never seen Storm Envoy look so bashful before.

Storm Envoy used all his strength to break free from Ye Feng, but to no avail.

At that moment, the complexion of the Sword Saint Commander, seated at the judge's bench, turned incredibly sour—he could no longer hold back.

"Damn you, let her go!" Sword Saint Commander roared furiously, infusing his voice with True Essence, which exploded like a thunderclap. The terrifying sound waves rolled through the void, causing everyone's minds to sway uncomfortably.

It was well known that Sword Saint Commander had been pursuing Storm Envoy for a very long time, and over the years, Storm Envoy had never allowed Sword Saint Commander even a single touch. Yet now she was being held by Ye Feng. How could Sword Saint Commander not be furious, how could he not be enraged?

At that moment, Sword Saint Commander wished he could kill Ye Feng immediately, tear him to pieces.

Seeing the state of Sword Saint Commander, Ye Feng remembered how despicably he had once ambushed him. A thought crossed Ye Feng's mind; then, a slight smile curled on his lips and he fiercely pulled at her.

Suddenly, Storm Envoy felt her body move uncontrollably toward Ye Feng, crashing into his embrace.