Chapter 809 - Young Master I'm Not Done with You Yet!
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(4 More Updates) 809: Chapter 808: Young Master, Iâm Not Done with You Yet!
(4 More Updates) Watching the tense situation, where it looked like a fight would break out at any moment, none of the guests wanted to get involved and they all left.
Soon, only Ye Haochuan and Zheng Yuanhong were left in the entire hall.
The doors of the hall were tightly closed, and there were many people gathered outside.
Although they didnât want to cause trouble, they were very keen on watching the excitement, with several people trying hard to peek through the cracks of the door.
The hotel waitstaff had already contacted the manager at the first instance, and the manager along with security tried to enter, but due to the vast number of guests, they simply couldnât squeeze in.
Ye Haochuan and Zheng Yuanhong confronted each other for a moment, and then the latter suddenly mobilized the Innate Gang Qi within his body, holding a golden pen that shone brightly.
âHa!â
Zheng Yuanhong shouted loudly, and he sketched a few strokes in the air with the golden pen, instantly revealing a golden character âkillâ that swiftly attacked Ye Haochuan.
âSo this is the attack method of the Institute of Extensive Learning, interesting!â
Ye Haochuan revealed a smile, not showing any fear, as a stream of Innate Gang Qi raised up in front of him forming a protective shield.
âClang!â
The character âkillâ collided with the Gang Qi protective shield, immediately making a loud sound, and both men staggered back half a step after a momentary stalemate.
Innate Late Stage!
Upon their first exchange, both determined each otherâs boundary, both at the Innate Late Stage, quite evenly matched.
âInteresting.â
Zheng Yuanhong smiled slightly, his hand movements unceasing as he wrote another golden character and suppressed it towards Ye Haochuan.
Ye Haochuan stepped in Dragon Flight and Tiger Step, his figure shifting as he evaded the golden character attack and swiftly charged towards Zheng Yuanhong.
âBang bang!â
The two quickly engaged in combat, entangling with each other.
From outside the door, the resounding sounds truly alarmed the listeners, and continuous noise of breaking tables could be heard.
The hotel manager was anxious, wanting to rush in to stop the fight but was unable to squeeze through, and the guests did not listen to him, not giving him any space to pass.
Of course, this was also under Zheng Guangmingâs instructions; knowing his own sonâs prowess, wanting him to defeat Ye Haochuan, he naturally wouldnât let the lobby manager interfere.
The louder the noise inside, the brighter Zheng Guangmingâs smile became, believing that Ye Haochuan absolutely couldnât be his sonâs match!
âAh!â
Suddenly, a painful scream came from inside, causing everyone who heard it to shudder.
Zheng Guangmingâs smile intensified, thinking to himself: âOpposing me is simply courting death!â
At this time, inside the hall.
Zheng Yuanhong was pinned to the ground by a mini cauldron, with blood already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Haochuan had no intention of entangling with him too much, otherwise, with their level of cultivation, a prolonged tremble could destroy the hotel!
Zheng Yuanhong had not expected Ye Haochuan to suddenly use a Law-Level Treasure, catching him off-guard.
The Strange Fire King Cauldron pressing on him was incredibly uncomfortable, Zheng Yuanhong, injured, managed a flip, and the golden pen instantly flew out of his grasp.
âDing!â
The golden pen collided with the Strange Fire King Cauldron, finally repelling it, allowing Zheng Yuanhong to catch his breath.
He leaped up and immediately retreated several meters.
The golden pen returned to his hand, and he sketched vigorously, countless characters densely filled the air around him in an instant.
âGo!â
With a low shout, hundreds of golden characters fiercely pressed down, Ye Haochuan dared not be careless, immediately summoning a Law-Level Treasure Sword.
With the sword drawn, cold light radiated in all directions, the sword momentum fierce and chilling.
âShoo!
Shoo!
Shoo!â
The treasure sword relentlessly slashed through the air, and one golden character after another vanished into thin air.
The momentum of the treasure sword was unstoppable, like a hot knife cutting through butter.
Yuan Hong saw the situation turning dire and immediately wielded his brush.
Biting his middle finger, he let a drop of fresh blood fall onto the golden brush, which instantly shone brightly, tinged with a trace of blood red.
Seeing Yuan Hong attempting another move, Ye Haochuan wouldnât give him the chance.
With a flick of his palm, he unleashed a ball of white fierce flame.
The White Spirit Moxa Flame instantly clung to Yuan Hongâs body like maggots on bones, causing him to immediately scream in agony and collapse to the ground.
He writhed on the floor, but the white fierce flame continued burning relentlessly.
He tried to use his Innate Gang Qi to resist, but it was ineffective.
Cries of pain echoed back and forth, and the people outside the door were moved.
âSuch horrible screams, could it be fatal?â
âPresident Zheng, should we open the door and check?â
However, Zheng Guangming sternly said, âNo need.
My son knows his limits; at most, he would disable him.â
The hotel manager was sweating profusely in anxiety.
If someone died in the hotel, he would be held accountable!
âLadies and gentlemen, uncles and aunties, please make way!â pleaded the hotel manager.
Zheng Guangming said, âYou donât need to worry about this.
I will take responsibility for any consequences!â
Naturally, the hotel manager recognized Zheng Guangming, and his heart settled a bit after hearing these words.
However, he added, âWith President Zhengâs words, I am relieved.
But please, try not to go too extreme as this is still our hotel.â
After a while, the hall suddenly quieted down, prompting speculation from those outside.
âIs it over?
Why is there no sound?â
âCould it be that someone really got killed?â
Zhang Ziyiâs family hadnât left, but unlike others, they didnât crowd at the door.
They sat quietly in a corner, visibly worried even without speaking.
When it quieted down inside the hall, Zhang Ziyi immediately stood up, constantly looking around, her hand clasped with her motherâs and already sweaty.
As everyone speculated, the door to the hall suddenly swung open!
As the door opened inwards, several people lost their balance and tumble in.
Ye Haochuan, who emerged unscathed, opened the door.
Seeing it was him, everyone immediately cleared a path.
Zhang Ziyi rushed over, anxiously asking, âBrother Ye, are you alright?â
Ye Haochuan chuckled, âCome on, think about it, what kind of person is Brother Ye?
That trash Yuan Hong is nothing more than a plaything for me to beat up!â
From then on, Zheng Guangming felt a chill in his heart.
He looked, only to see a person lying on the ground, his body severely burnt, his clothes tattered, and his face beaten to a multi-colored bruise, resembling a pigâs head.
âYuan Hong!â
Zheng Guangming immediately rushed over, mournfully asking, âYuan Hong, how are you?â
âDad, Iâm fineâŚâ Yuan Hong gasped out, hardly able to breathe.
The guests exchanged glances, and Zheng Guangming roared, âWhat are you staring at?
Call an ambulance now!â
The hotel manager looked disgruntled; almost all the tables and chairs in the hall were smashed.
âSir, about the damage to our hotelâŚâ
Seeing Ye Haochuan leaving, the hotel manager braced himself to ask, given Ye Haochuanâs ruthless approach, and dared not speak too loudly.
Ye Haochuan raised an eyebrow, âFor damages, go find Zheng.
Never heard of winners paying out!â
The hotel manager didnât dare to retort and could only watch as Ye Haochuan and his group left, then he⌠had to steel himself again to approach Zheng Guangming.
Seeing Ye Haochuan leaving, Zheng Guangming angrily shouted, âYou brat, Zheng Guangming wonât let this go!â
Ye Haochuanâs lips curved into a smirk, laughing, âNot letting it go?
I havenât finished with you yet!
Donât worry, weâll meet again soon.â