Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Members of the Hongyun Gang shouted angrily.

Yun Tonghai's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Die!"

Yun Tonghai erupted, charging toward Ye Fengyun. He hurled his axe straight at him.

The axe spun furiously through the air. In the next instant, Yun Tonghai delivered a flying kick, striking the axe and sending it whirling even faster, aiming directly for Ye Fengyun's face.

The axe reflected the cold glow of the waning moon, flashing across Ye Fengyun's face.

Ye Fengyun wore a relaxed expression, but as the axe grazed his cheek, his face suddenly changed.

Yun Tonghai was shocked. The sudden shift in Ye Fengyun's eyes made him feel a surge of fear.

Ye Fengyun tilted his body ever so slightly—just a small sidestep, yet he managed to evade the deadly strike perfectly.

Yun Tonghai was stunned, but he reacted swiftly, landing and catching the axe, then swinging it in a wide arc toward Ye Fengyun's neck.

This move was called "Returning Horse Axe," inspired by the principle of the famous "Returning Horse Spear," designed to catch the enemy off guard.

However, as Yun Tonghai spun and swung the axe, Ye Fengyun's wooden stick was already at his throat.

Yun Tonghai gasped. The axe halted midway, and a bead of sweat rolled down his brow.

"You've lost."

Ye Fengyun lowered his hand and turned to leave.

Yun Tonghai, slow to realize, roared and charged after Ye Fengyun.

"Watch out!" Li Hu cried out in alarm.

Scarface anxiously scratched his head. "It's bad, there's no time!"

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Ye Fengyun turned unhurriedly, raised his left hand, and caught the axe blade between two fingers.

At the same moment, Ye Fengyun's right hand touched Yun Tonghai's chest with the tips of his five fingers.

As Yun Tonghai stood bewildered, a startling thought flashed through his mind.

The Inch Force!

Indeed, Ye Fengyun was using the legendary Inch Force.

Ye Fengyun's fingers suddenly clenched into a fist, channeling all his strength into Yun Tonghai's body within a mere inch. The force surged like a breached dam, unstoppable even by towering mountains, destined to shatter everything in its path.

"Ah!"

Yun Tonghai coughed up blood and was sent flying.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Members of the Hongyun Gang rushed forward in panic to support him.

With their help, Yun Tonghai stood up, glaring angrily at Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun cocked his head and smiled. "Do you still want to fight?"

Yun Tonghai clenched his fists tightly, but after a long moment, he finally relaxed his grip.

"Thank you for showing mercy," Yun Tonghai said, cupping his hands in respect. "I admit defeat, both in heart and words!"

A brief silence followed, then the crowd erupted in astonishment.

"Yun Tonghai actually conceded?"

"The Yun Tonghai who never admits defeat—he actually conceded?!"

Members of the Black Tiger Gang were dumbfounded.

Yun Tonghai was known for never giving up.

And now, he had personally admitted defeat. It was unbelievable.

They couldn't understand why, but Yun Tonghai knew perfectly well.

That punch just now—Ye Fengyun could easily have taken his life, but he didn't.

Not only that, the blow had broken up Yun Tonghai's years-old congestion, alleviating his hidden ailments.

This was why Yun Tonghai conceded. Whether in skill or in martial virtue, Ye Fengyun surpassed him in every way.