The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

"What!" In an instant, the entire venue fell into silence; everyone's goddess, the Storm Envoy, had unexpectedly crashed into Ye Feng's embrace, her whole being nestled in his arms, her face completely pressed against Ye Feng's chest.

After witnessing this scene, everyone felt a mix of complex emotions and were at a loss for words.

The Storm Envoy was completely stunned, her face pressed against Ye Feng's chest.

The Storm Envoy, clearly feeling the warmth from Ye Feng's chest, that blazing heat caused a strange sensation to arise in her heart, making her heartbeat accelerate, like a deer running amok, feeling as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.

The entire being of the Storm Envoy was stupefied; a prodigy in cultivation from a young age, who had always focused on training. Now, at seventy years old, she had never been in love; although she had lived for so many years, her heart was still like that of a clueless girl.

Given her Legendary Great Perfection realm, her lifespan could reach up to 160 years; compared to ordinary people, the Storm Envoy was at most like a woman in her twenties. Now held in Ye Feng's embrace, she experienced a complete loss of composure.

For a moment, the Storm Envoy even forgot to resist, allowing Ye Feng to hold her in his arms.

Upon seeing this, the Sword Saint Commander instantly became frenzied, his eyes bloodshot like a beast that had lost its reason.

"Ye Feng, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The beast-like roar echoed over the entire Martial Arts Arena, as if a storm had risen, filling the place with a terrifying presence.

Everyone was taken aback, recognizing that the Sword Saint Commander was truly enraged.

A fearsome killing intent swirled like a psychic storm, sweeping across the earth toward Ye Feng.

However, facing the Sword Saint Commander's terrifying intent to kill, Ye Feng was not the least bit afraid; his demeanor remained relaxed.

For some reason, seeing the Sword Saint Commander in such a rage, Ye Feng's heart surged with satisfaction. The Sword Saint Commander, who had been provocatively looking down on him, was now driven to madness, which Ye Feng found utterly laughable. He felt a great sense of vindication and held the Storm Envoy even tighter.

"Ye Feng! You beast, I'm going to kill you!" The Sword Saint Commander instantly maxed out his aura, drew his longsword, and glared at Ye Feng with a hideous expression.

"Sword Saint, stop right there!" the Sword Emperor Commander roared, rushing to the side of the Sword Saint Commander and firmly grasping his shoulder. The Sword Saint Commander immediately felt as though a mountainous weight bore down on him, rendering him immobile, but his madness did not abate.

"Sword Emperor brother, let me go, I have to kill this dog!" the Sword Saint Commander shouted in a furious roar.

"I said, sit down!" The Sword Emperor Commander's own rage burst forth, and with a thunderous roar, an overpowering pressure descended on the Sword Saint Commander, sending chills down his spine. It felt as though he was not facing a man but a sharp greatsword that could split him in two at any moment.

The rage of the Sword Saint Commander extinguished, and he calmed down considerably, gasping heavily.

With a pale face, the Sword Saint Commander's eyes brimmed with fury towards Ye Feng.

He thought about his own long pursuit of the Storm Envoy—yet he hadn't even touched her. But now, Ye Feng had not only touched her hand but also embraced the Storm Envoy completely.

The Sword Saint Commander was furiously angry, but with the Sword Emperor Commander present, he could do nothing but endure.

The Sword Emperor Commander, looking at Ye Feng and the Storm Envoy, also appeared somewhat helpless and let out two dry coughs: "You two, this is the site of a major competition; if you want to flirt, please do it in private. With so many people around, what kind of decorum is this?"

Instantly, the Storm Envoy came to her senses, her entire being filled with shame, and she shouted loudly, "Will you let go of me already!"

As her words fell, the Storm Envoy glared fiercely at Ye Feng, who also felt the awkwardness, considering he had only embraced the Storm Envoy to spite the Sword Saint Commander.

Ye Feng quickly released the Storm Envoy, feeling a twinge of remorse for her.

At that moment, the Sword Emperor Commander stepped onto the Life and Death Platform, loudly announcing: "Now, I will explain the rules of the major competition. The competition is divided into Seventh Layer Heaven, Eighth Layer Heaven, and Nine-layered Heaven—three levels of competition. We will start with the Seventh Layer Heaven and Eighth Layer Heaven competitions. Anyone who has confidence in their strength may step up to the Life and Death Platform. Any person can challenge on the Life and Death Platform until they have defeated everyone, and all acknowledge them as victorious. The last one standing on the Life and Death Platform will be the champion. During the competition, taking another's life is not allowed!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then the Sword Emperor Commander declared: "Alright, I now announce the start of the Luoying Major Competition!"

Instantly, all the people were stirred up. The Seventh Layer Heaven competition began first, and time hurried on until seven o'clock in the evening when the Seventh Layer Heaven and Eighth Layer Heaven matches ended.

Yet, everyone was still fully spirited because they knew the competition of the Nine-layered Heaven was the highlight.

Half an hour later, at seven-thirty in the evening, the Nine-layered Heaven competitions were set to begin.

People from the Nine-layered Heaven waited eagerly; not only did the championship promise a reward, but those who performed brilliantly would also receive prizes, so everyone was eager to step onto the Life and Death Platform to demonstrate their strength.

It was then that a person appeared behind Ye Feng—it was none other than the Sword Saint Commander.

The sudden appearance of the Sword Saint Commander did not alarm Ye Feng. Ye Feng was not worried that the Sword Saint Commander would make a move against him, as the Sword Emperor Commander had already warned the Sword Saint Commander several times—he did not believe the Sword Saint Commander would dare to repeatedly challenge the Sword Emperor Commander's authority.

The Sword Saint Commander stood next to Ye Feng and said indifferently, "Boy, in the next match against the Storm Envoy, I want you to lose to her. If you dare to win, I will kill you!"