NOVEL WEB Chapter 220: Ye Family Young Master, Utter Defeat! (Please Follow)
*That bastard really did get entangled with the City Lord's daughter, huh!*
*For Yun Bing's happiness, Yunxi decided to go take a look, so her figure flickered, slipping into space itself, traversing the void.*
City Lord's Mansion, central area, inside the Virtual Battle Tower.
In front of a 360-degree virtual screen, three groups stood opposite each other. In the middle stood Mu Cheng and Song Xi'Er; on one side, with the red-haired Ye Fan at the head, was the dominant Imperial Capital faction, numerous and imposing. The other side looked sparse, weak in momentum, consisting of only Xiao Ye, Mu Qingxue, and Jie Gangtai.
Step step step! Step step step!
Suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside.
Yang Junming, Cheng Yi, the Young Master of the Yun Family, Nangong Siyao, and Cheng Bingxi arrived.
The five of them ran up to Xiao Ye, faces lit with excitement.
Cheng Yi said excitedly, "Uncle Xiao, you've really made it, even snagged the City Lord's daughter!"
Yang Junming said with enthusiasm, "Brother Xiao, you're something else—no wonder people call you the Founder reborn. Even the number one young man in Dragon Country has to compete with you for a girl."
Cheng Yi tilted her head at Yang Junming. "Hey, I call him uncle, and you call him brother? That bumps me down a whole generation—are you trying to take advantage of me!"
Yang Junming ignored her, his gaze curiously flicking between Xiao Ye and Mu Qingxue.
Xiao Ye grinned, "Let's talk after I finish up in a few minutes, just stand behind me."
Everyone nodded and moved behind Xiao Ye.
This brought both sides to even numbers.
Mu Cheng acted as referee, sending Xiao Ye and Ye Fan into the virtual cabins. The virtual cabin was the medium that linked to the virtual world, made from special materials left over from the Beast Girl Era, able to sync nearly ninety-nine percent of the user's physical information.
Inside the big screen, amidst the ruins and debris of a deserted Great Xia, the two appeared.
Mu Cheng said, "The virtual battlefield has finished loading, both sides may go all out. Battle ends when one is killed or when one admits defeat."
"That's what I was thinking." "No problem." Mu Cheng used his admin rights. His voice echoed through the virtual battlefield, clear in both contestants' ears.
Everything they said was also broadcast aloud.
Everyone outside, like watching a movie, could not only see the screen but also hear the sound.
In the virtual battlefield,
Ye Fan's eyes were calm, his face full of confidence. He sneered, "Qingxue isn't a woman you deserve. Do yourself a favor and give up now."
"Can we start already, quit dragging this out." Xiao Ye was speechless.
Ye Fan took his time, "Dealing with you will take a move or two at most. If you show up in Qingxue's life after losing this, prepare for the Ye Family's full retaliation."
"Annoying!" Xiao Ye struck without another word.
[Instant Thousand Miles, body turns to lightning at light speed]
Xiao Ye vanished, a slash of lightning darting over the ruined wasteland.
"Speed-based innate skill, huh? Won't work, everything's in my sight...uh!" The red-haired Ye Fan unleashed his spiritual telekinesis, scanning constantly, but only caught faint traces of white light—the afterimage of Xiao Ye's lightning.
The lightning afterimages saturated the ruins, turning everything into a world of white light and phantoms.
Xiao Ye's real body was out there somewhere—he couldn't track him at all!
"No way!" *Ye Fan was shocked inside, his face growing grim.*
He no longer underestimated Xiao Ye; his focus sharpened.
Xiao Ye's rich, magnetic voice echoed through the sky, "What, is this all you've got?"
[Million Volts, thunder descends—fury, scorch, and paralysis attributes]
Boom boom boom boom! Boom boom boom boom!
Suddenly, the world turned into a living hell, uncountable bolts of giant thunder crashing down.
First as thick as rice grains, then fists, then buckets, then ten meters wide, and finally, hundreds of meters thick!
Ye Fan exploded with power, unleashing his full One-Star Honored realm presence.
The initial bolts, he evaded with ease. But when the thunder reached hundreds of meters thick, Ye Fan's face changed.
BOOM! A massive explosion shook the air.
The hundred-meter-thick thunder, perfectly predicting Ye Fan's dodge, struck him squarely.
Three-Star Honored realm thunder—the damage was monstrous.
After the huge explosion,
Ye Fan collapsed to the ground, charred black, steam rising from his body, his once-flowing red hair now blown out like a mushroom cloud. He twitched all over—completely out of it!
Xiao Ye appeared beside him, saying, "You lost."
Ye Fan's iron will fought to keep the body from fading, gasping, "You—you're actually Three-Star Honored realm!"
His body began turning to dots of light, Ye Fan still refusing to believe it, howling hysterically,
"I, Ye Fan, born emperor, walk the road of invincibility—never lost, not once! I'm not losing now! I won't!!!"
But no matter how he screamed, his battered virtual body finally disintegrated completely.
And Xiao Ye, other than having some sand on him, didn't even have messy hair. He beat Ye Fan effortlessly.
Outside—
Two minutes ago, the three groups who couldn't gauge the thunder's strength each had their own thoughts.
Many young masters of the Imperial Capital sneered, "All those thunder strikes, just a waste of energy. Impossible to hit the Young Master."
"Exactly, these attacks are way too brute force, can't even call it precision. This so-called genius ain't all that."
"Looks like the Young Master's just being too generous, not shaming him from the start, letting him save face."
"Ha, thinking you can steal a woman from the Young Master—you must be tired of living."
They didn't bother thinking—Ye Fan couldn't possibly lose, that was that.
Across the way, Cheng Bingxi and Nangong Siyao watched with sparkling eyes, "Is that one of Sister Liu Ya's summoned beast skills? Looks so awesome!"
"Now that Sister Liu Ya has trained a day or two, she must be One-Star Honored realm herself."
The two girls weren't worried at all about the outcome; in their hearts, Xiao Ye couldn't lose.
But Mu Qingxue, Yang Junming, Cheng Yi, and the others weren't so sure.
The title of number one among the younger generation was just too heavy; they all thought Xiao Ye was doomed.
But as the fight went on, their faces changed.
When Ye Fan was hit by thunder a hundred meters wide, everyone's eyes went wide.
*That big—thunder that thick!*
*If that hit you, how much would it hurt!*
BOOM! The sound shook everyone to the core.
On the virtual screen, sandstorm winds whipped up, hiding the view.
The young masters on the Imperial Capital's side weren't so arrogant anymore; instead, one stammered nervously, "The Young Master, he, uh, should be fine, right?"
"Uh, maybe, probably?"
"Sometimes bigger is better, but with thunder—uh."
An old man's eyes gleamed. Though the sand hadn't cleared, he already had his answer.
The Young Master—lost!
Mu Qingxue looked tense, clutching her shirt, *praying inside nonstop: Ye Fan, die already!*
Everyone held their breath until the storm cleared from the screen.
Ye Fan's miserable state appeared for all to see.
"Holy shit! That's impossible."
"Mother of God, HOW?! He's the number one of the young generation!"
"He—got wrecked like that!"
"The road of invincibility—broken!"
"Dragon Country's number one youth—has changed!"
"Xiao Ye, I knew you could do it!"
Some people were stunned, some silent, some overjoyed!
Mu Qingxue's lips curled into a smile, thinking, *Xiao Ye, I really didn't misjudge you.*
Looking at the cool Xiao Ye on the screen, her heart skipped faster.
Mu Cheng's shocked eyes brimmed with excitement.
Ye Fan, lost!
Not only lost—but lost miserably!
He was utterly beaten, without a chance to fight back!