Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

The crowd fell silent, this Huaxia man was still not afraid of death, even at the brink of it, he was still boasting. No matter what means and background he had, he would pay the price today!

"Haha, I’ve been in the business world for so many years, and it’s the first time I’ve seen such an idiot!" Park Zhen burst into laughter, staring at Ye Qingfeng, "Kid, I really want to know what you can do to be so arrogant!"

"Fight!"

Ye Qingfeng said coldly.

Fight... fight?

The crowd was stunned and found it ridiculous and laughable.

Park Zhen couldn’t control himself and burst into laughter: "Madman, this guy is really a madman, aren’t you good at fighting? Come, hit me, hit me!"

"Slap!"

Ye Qingfeng slapped Park Zhen’s chubby face, and the loud slap stopped his laughter.

"You, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Qingfeng struck continuously, with several more loud and firm slaps hitting his face hard.

His entire face was swollen and red, and Park Zhen was almost stunned by the hits, with teeth and blood spilling out.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

"Now do you know how well I can fight?" Ye Qingfeng asked, then kicked the man’s stomach.

With a "bang," the man flew out sideways, landed heavily on the ground, and lost consciousness.

Within this small circle, it became extremely quiet, everyone was stunned by this scene, almost unbelieving that this Huaxia youth dared to strike a Korean tycoon at a Li Family banquet.

At this moment, Cui Junyan’s pupils slightly contracted, he stared at Ye Qingfeng and coldly said, "A Huaxia Martial Artist? So, you’re a Martial Artist, no wonder you’re so arrogant and confident."

Martial Artist!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood. They were all top rich and powerful people from Korea, naturally aware of the existence of Martial Artists, some families even had Martial Artists on tribute.

The identity of a Martial Artist was indeed prestigious.

The Hua siblings’ faces also changed slightly, they didn’t expect Ye Qingfeng to be a Martial Artist. Their Hua Family also had Martial Artists.

But they were used to protect their grandfather and several uncles, and they rarely saw Martial Artists in daily life.

"So this person is a Martial Artist, no wonder he was so arrogant and domineering earlier. But even though Martial Artists are formidable, they can’t threaten the Cui Family, this person has been arrogant for so long, and finally hit a tough spot!"

Hua Yun’er thought to herself, and the thought of Ye Qingfeng being taught a lesson by Cui Junyan made her feel a sense of relief.

"The identity of a Martial Artist is indeed enough to make you proud, but it won’t work here, whose family here doesn’t have a few Martial Artists?"

"And our Cui Family has over a dozen powerful Martial Artists, your strength is not enough to support your arrogance, you will pay for it!"

Cui Junyan stared at Ye Qingfeng and said arrogantly.

This was the arrogance of the Cui Family, the confidence of a top ten family in Korea, even if you are a Martial Artist, you must obey.

"Get him!"

Cui Junyan waved his hand slightly, and immediately two Korean men stood up from behind him, who had been quietly hiding by his side.

The two men’s eyes were cold as they took a step forward, instantly releasing a powerful spiritual power, causing the specially made marble floor beneath their feet to crack loudly.

What powerful momentum! As expected of the Cui Family’s Martial Artists!

The crowd was surprised, but also sneered; this brat was in trouble now!

"Humph, Korean Martial Artists, I’d like to see how powerful you really are!"

At this moment, a cold voice rang out, and a girl in white stepped out gracefully, holding a longsword, appearing extraordinarily dashing.

What a captivating girl!

The crowd was stunned, even Cui Junyan’s pupils slightly contracted, his heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, the two Korean Martial Artists moved, with a whooshing sound, taking a few steps forward and punched towards Ye Qingfeng.

Kong Ningshuang, with a cold expression, moved swiftly and appeared in front of the two Korean Martial Artists, with her white clothes fluttering, she tossed the two aside without even unsheathing her longsword.

"Is this what Korean Martial Artists are?" Kong Ningshuang said coldly.

Ye Qingfeng stood still, slightly stunned, not expecting Kong Ningshuang to turn up; she originally didn’t want to come to the banquet.

Cui Junyan, however, stared at Kong Ningshuang, a glint flashing in his eyes, he smiled and said: "Miss, you are indeed powerful, but don’t underestimate our Cui Family, these two are just ordinary Martial Artists from our Cui Family, we have truly powerful experts!"

"Moreover, in this world, it’s not only about Martial Artists, in Korea, no matter how powerful you are, if I give the order, you won’t be able to leave here!"

Cui Junyan said arrogantly, Martial Artists were just brutes, they couldn’t compete with their Cui Family.

"Unless you stay with me for a night, otherwise, none of you can leave Korea!" Cui Junyan coldly said, his gaze lingering lasciviously on Kong Ningshuang.

"Courting death!"

Kong Ningshuang’s pretty face turned cold, in a flash, she was in front of Cui Junyan, with a punch, she sent Cui Junyan flying.

An Intermediate War King’s punch instantly made Cui Junyan spit blood.

"Crazy, you’ve all gone crazy, that’s Cui Junyan of the Cui Family, all of you will pay the price!" Hua Yun’er exclaimed in fear: "You three are doomed now!"

The crowd looked at the three as if they were madmen, too reckless, they dared to beat Cui Junyan of the Cui Family like this, it was as if they were declaring war on the Cui Family!

"Done for, you’re done for, I swear, if I, Cui Junyan, don’t tear you three to pieces, I will renounce the name of Cui!" Cui Junyan lay on the ground, threatening loudly.

Ye Qingfeng shook his head, Kong Ningshuang was still too lenient. If it had been him, Cui Junyan wouldn’t have had the chance to threaten again.

This kind of person, only by being more ruthless, making them tremble with fear, would they be afraid and terrified of you.

Ye Qingfeng chuckled, walked over.

Cui Junyan’s eyes trembled.

"What, what are you going to do, I—I’m from the direct lineage of the Cui Family, if I lose even a hair, you won’t be able to leave Korea!"

Cui Junyan threatened both fearfully and coldly.

Too stupid, Ye Qingfeng shook his head, in this situation, the Cui Family wouldn’t let him go, even if he stopped now, it would still be a tragic end, so why not go all out in anger.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng didn’t care about a mere Cui Family.

"I even dared Li Family, let alone a mere Cui Family!" Ye Qingfeng sneered, kicking him in the chest, making Cui Junyan, who had just sat up, fall back to the ground.