The ruffians watched as Ye Feng unleashed his Martial Soul, and there was no way they were going to just stand by and let Ye Feng strike at them, immediately they too brought out their own Martial Souls.
"This kid sure has a fiery temper, you see he's already released his Martial Soul, is he planning to have a go at us?"
"He actually insists on facing us head-on, then we can't be polite either!"
The ruffians spoke in an angry tone.
Five ruffians approached Ye Feng, and they released their own Martial Souls at the same time.
It looks like this inn is in for some bad luck again!
No matter where Ye Feng went, he always encountered ruffians causing him trouble.
But this was a good thing; there was nothing he couldn't handle.
It could even be considered a kind of tempering, as whenever he saw an opponent, Ye Feng would not hesitate to immediately release his Soul Power and take care of his adversary!
All he wanted to do was to deal with those who hindered him, to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Hiss—"
Two black Soul Rings lit up.
They were Ye Feng's Soul Rings.
In Slaughter City, not fighting was impossible!
At that moment, the edge of the Demon Scythe shone brightly!
The inn's floor was slashed with two cuts that stretched over a dozen meters each.
"This is impossible!!!"
The other onlookers, upon seeing this, looked at Ye Feng with incredulity on their faces.
They hadn't expected him to resort to this.
It was simply unbelievable.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe was released outright.
A dazzling burst of sword energy charged toward the crowd.
Two blades, like land dragons, sliced through the ruffians, causing their faces to tense up with fear.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that one of the ruffians' legs shook uncontrollably with fear!
Ye Feng's gaze was fixed firmly on the ruffians, while a fierce and unprecedented aura surged continuously around his body.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe in his hand buzzed ominously.
One could see the sharp "7"-shaped scythe slicing toward the ruffians repeatedly in quick succession!
"Bang—"
Good grief!
That ought to satisfy them.
Watching the ruffians, all sporting a look of complete disbelief.
The Soul Power they released had not caused any harm to Ye Feng.
They just couldn't understand how someone who seemed so unremarkable possessed a Martial Soul with such formidable power.
This was a phenomenon they had never witnessed before.
Looking on as the ruffians, frightened by Ye Feng's Martial Soul and the power of his Bloodthirsty Scythe, hastily retreated, some even fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Those who fell to the ground were the ones whose Soul Power was relatively weaker.
One could see Ye Feng returning to his seat at this time.
He continued to pick up his tea and slowly sipped it.
As if nothing had happened.
Peace returned again!
"I refuse to believe that I can't beat a mere kid!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out again.
This was the ringleader among the ruffians, who always sought the spotlight!
He naturally was not satisfied.
Why should he be played by a kid more than a decade younger than himself?
He felt it was an unacceptable and immense humiliation.
"Come on, weren't you acting all tough just now? Let's try again; I don't believe you can do anything to me!"
At that moment, the ruffian spoke up.
"Hmph, you sure you want to be taught a lesson again? Don't come crying to me with regrets!"
At this time, Ye Feng spoke with a teasing smile.
"Ah!"
"Ahhhh—"
Just three seconds after he finished speaking,
The boss among the ruffians was faced with a resounding slap to the face.
Speaking too arrogantly was a quick way to get beaten up.
Everyone watched with shocked expressions.
The ruffian boss was blasted by powerful Soul Power into a corner.
He ended up flat on his back.
Then the remaining four decided to try their luck again, to see if they could manage to take down Ye Feng!
So they summoned their strongest Soul Power, drawing on their own strength.
At this moment, the entire room was filled with Soul Power.
Yellow, purple, black, all coming from different classes of Soul Rings.
Ye Feng directly released his purple Soul Ring.
The ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.
Full of dominance.
"Three-Second Fatal Poison Wolf."
Swiftly, Ye Feng unleashed the soul skill of the Three-Second Fatal Poison Wolf.
The scene that followed was terrifying.
Ye Feng would not show mercy.
Instead, he decisively captured all the ruffians in one fell swoop!
The Demon scythe's blade was sharp.
The blade was smeared with potent poison.
With just a few light sweeps of the Demon Scythe in Ye Feng's hands towards the ruffians, it was enough to finish them!
The ruffians' bodies were covered with knife wounds and bloodstains, and they couldn't escape being poisoned!
To the onlookers, the sight of these ruffians was truly pitiful!
But there's a saying, "If others do not harm me, I will not harm them," and this saying is certainly true.
This is what you brought upon yourselves, so don't blame me.
I warned you upfront, but you did not heed my advice.
Thus, I had no choice but to act accordingly!
Ye Feng muttered to himself at this moment.
Watching the ruffians fall one by one.
Only then did Ye Feng let down his guard.
This is no place to stay for long.
Ye Feng decided he must leave this inn.
So he rose and walked towards the exit.
Everything returned to calm.
Soon after, Ye Feng found a new inn; he decided to stay here for a long time tonight.
This place would be his temporary residence.
After all, the money was not paid in vain.
He paid up nearly half a year's rent all at once.
In fact, he could have stayed in a room assigned to him inside Slaughter City, but he rejected it.
He just wanted to find a quiet place to rest well.
He didn't want to be disturbed by ruffians again.
It would be a complete waste of time.
At this moment, the moon was hanging high up.
Finally, there was quiet, and nobody could disturb Ye Feng.
At this moment, Ye Feng hummed a tune while bathing and sipped his tea contentedly.
The fatigue of the day gradually disappeared.
Just a few hours ago, he and Tang San had an intense fight with the ruffians, which was somewhat tiring for Ye Feng.
But it also brought him a good opportunity for experience.
On the other side, Tang San.
Tang San came to an inn all alone.
In Slaughter City, there were no companions, and Slaughter City never spoke of friendship; both parties were motivated by interests, and there were no friends on the competition stage!
No need for any courtesies.
"Young man, this is your room card."
The front desk lady spoke up at this moment.
Tang San took the room card in one swift motion and immediately walked towards his room.
"Creak."
He quickly closed the door of his room.
Hell Slaughter City, here I come. Since I've entered Slaughter City, I can participate in the competition as well and no one can snatch the champion title from me—it belongs to me, Tang San.
Ye Feng, you just wait for me, as long as I, Tang San, breathe, don't even think about competing with me!
At this moment, Tang San muttered to himself.
Sitting cross-legged at the edge of the bed, Tang San closed his eyes to recuperate.
He needed to regain the spirit and energy of the day.
Just fighting Ye Feng consumed a lot of his physical strength!
So, he needed to take some time to properly rest.
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