Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

"Still making arrangements?"

"No more arrangements, just come with me to a place and fight it out. Don't say another word!"

Mu Tian was having none of it and pulled Ye Feng, insisting on sparring. He had already waited for so long, and still had to wait—it was unacceptable. Didn't he have any pride?

"A fight would take at most a couple of hours. The place I need to go is right near this exit. It doesn't matter; you, the Northern King, must come with me first!"

Seeing this, Ye Feng could only show a helpless expression while the people behind him snickered secretly.

However, after thinking it over, a duel would indeed only take a couple of hours. Resolving it sooner wouldn't be inappropriate, and it would save some trouble.

Originally, he had planned to return to Xuanyuan Nation first and visit Hong Qingyan in the Northwest Little Mountain Village. But now it seemed it would be delayed for a few hours—no significant difference.

Seeing Ye Feng agree, Mu Tian burst into laughter and started wandering around with Ye Feng nearby.

Soon, Ye Feng and Mu Tian gathered together and arrived at a Nameless Valley.

The center of this Nameless Valley was a spacious square, surrounded by many skeletons. Clearly, this place had seen its share of battles.

Of course, this was normal. This kind of place was very suitable for resting and dividing spoils. At the exit of the Outer Battlefield, when everyone returned from the Outer Battlefield with their gains, skirmishes were common due to backstabbing over distributing resources evenly.

Mu Tian glanced at the valley environment and nodded lightly, smiling with satisfaction, "Very good, this place is perfect for a spar."

Ye Feng was speechless at this. It seemed like any place would have done; Mu Tian was acting as if he had prepared the spot long ago.

"Ye Feng, I've heard of the Northern King's legend in the Outer Battlefield. How about we decide the victor today in this spot?"

Mu Tian was brimming with enthusiasm. He had heard about the Northern King Ye Feng, who at just twenty-six years old, had a strength comparable to a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, even though he was still at the Martial King Peak. Facing someone similar to him, Heaven's Proud Son, Mu Tian was very interested.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, showing a resigned expression as he looked at Mu Tian. It seemed that a great battle was unavoidable.

He glanced at Mu Tian, whose aura was incredibly majestic, with a power within his body comparable to that of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm. Truly, he was an elite figure.

Ye Feng sighed inwardly, but still replied with a smile, "Since you wish to fight, then let us fight!"

"Everyone, fall back to the surroundings!"

At Ye Feng's command, the surrounding crowd obediently stepped back. Their eyes sparkled with anticipation; they were naturally eager to watch a clash between two Heaven's Proud Sons.

Sima Zhantian and Xiao Chuanqi and others also retreated to a corner.

Xiao Chuanqi muttered as he watched the two in front, "Could this Mu Tian be a match for our lord?"

"With our lord's terrifying strength, which is even on par with the Hall Masters of the Xuanyuan Hall, not to mention the Lord of the Three Halls who took the Explosive Element Pill, was no match for our lord. Is this Mu Tian also seeking death?"

However, Shadow looked on with a more solemn expression, closely observing Mu Tian.

"Not necessarily. This Mu Tian appears very mysterious, far from ordinary. Even if all of us joined forces, we might not be a match for him," Shadow said warily, sensing Mu Tian's robust strength and even feeling concerned for Ye Feng.

Sima Zhantian laughed heartily, full of scorn, "Our lord will surely handle this Mu Tian with ease. There's no need to worry. Just watch."

Xiao Chuanqi and Shadow rolled their eyes, choosing to ignore the blockhead.

In the center of the arena, Ye Feng stood like an emperor, with his hands behind his back, "Young Lord Mu, let us agree beforehand. We're on the same side, and it's not suitable to fight to mutual destruction just after we've left the Outer Battlefield. Moreover, if we cause too much commotion, we could easily attract the attention of powerful figures from other forces."

"How about we spar using only our pure physical strength?"

Ye Feng had considered thoroughly. Both he and Mu Tian were top-tier fighters; a conflict between them would likely create quite a stir, and there was no need for a bitter struggle that would end up drawing the attention of those from the Fusang Yin-Yang Temple or the Vampire Divine Court.

This was still the exit of the Outer Battlefield, likely to attract others.

Ye Feng definitely didn't want a sparing match to become such a hassle.

Mu Tian's eyes lit up as he heard this—pure physical strength?

This was interesting!

Mu Tian laughed heartily, "Then let's do as you say. Let's rely on our pure physical strength!"

The surrounding crowd was also surprised. At their level, no one mentioned dueling with just physical strength anymore. Yet, to their amazement, they were going to witness such a duel today.

Moreover, the duelists were none other than the renowned Northern King Ye Feng and the Heaven's Proud Son Mu Tian, known for his exploits in the Outer Battlefield. This duel was bound to be spectacular.

Seeing Mu Tian agree, Ye Feng secretly chuckled. He cultivated the Technique of the Three Thousand Acupoints, having unlocked over two thousand three hundred acupoints in his body. Even those Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm couldn't compare with him in terms of the physical body.

Still, he didn't voice this thought and simply gestured invitingly with his hand.

"Please, make your move, Young Lord Mu."

Ye Feng appeared serene, exuding the aura of a sovereign.

Mu Tian's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and with a flash of brilliance, his overwhelming momentum soared to the skies, darkening the valley. The spectators recoiled from the sheer force, their minds shaken. Such terrifying might from pure physical strength—this power was surely not inferior to the Hall Master Level of the Xuanyuan Hall!

Ye Feng's eyes showed a trace of solemnity as he too unleashed his aura. In an instant, two massive and potent auras collided, creating a thundering boom in the air.

"Fight!"

Mu Tian shouted, his clothes tearing apart to reveal a muscular upper body. He threw a straightforward punch at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged as he too threw a punch. His fist sliced through the air and violently collided with Mu Tian's.

Bang——

The massive shockwave from the center of their clash reverberated outwards, causing the bodies of the onlookers to shake slightly, and the crowd was utterly astonished.

"Heavens, is this merely physical strength that's so outrageous!?"

"Both of their physical strengths must have reached the strength of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, right?"

The crowd exclaimed.

The two combatants were already fiercely battling, exchanging blow after blow.

Explosions of air waves erupted in the valley, and the ground slowly became pitted with holes, all marks of their battle, evoking even greater shock from the onlookers.

However, many could clearly see that in this sparring match, Mu Tian was likely losing.

With each exchange against Ye Feng, Mu Tian was forced several steps back, while Ye Feng himself stood unmovable like a War God, consistently dominating the fight.

Mu Tian was also extremely shocked. From the moment he engaged with Ye Feng, he could feel the vigorous strength within Ye Feng's body, and he was simply no match for him.

He thought he had reached the Peak Martial King Realm and had even killed Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm on the Outer Battlefield. Among his peers, there shouldn't be many who were stronger than him.

But this legendary Northern King Ye Feng far exceeded his expectations!

Ye Feng looked serious during the fight. Although he held the upper hand against Mu Tian, he wasn't in a hurry to defeat him with a single move.

Without question, if he wanted, with his strength over two thousand three hundred acupoints, he could have instantly taken Mu Tian down.

But he realized during the fight that his physical strength seemed not pure enough!

Ye Feng had always pursued a solid foundation, thinking that it was sufficient to open the acupoints time after time, but today he discovered that his physical strength was still somewhat hollow. If he could solidify his physical strength, he might be able to break through again!

So, he was no longer in a rush to determine the winner against Mu Tian.

The hand-to-hand combat continued. Although Mu Tian was consistently at a disadvantage, he was not discouraged and continued to fight more fiercely as the battle went on.

From the sidelines, Xiao Chuanqi watched the two fighters with a somewhat strange gaze.

"Something's not right, something's not right!"

"What's not right?"

Sima Zhantian looked over, curious.

Shadow and the others also turned their gaze towards Xiao Chuanqi, wondering what he meant.

Xiao Chuanqi stared intently at Ye Feng and noticed a faint golden light emanating from him. As their melee went on, that golden light became increasingly pure.

"It seems the Master is using this Young Lord Mu to temper his flesh body!"

Xiao Chuanqi voiced his judgment.

Only then did the others look and also noticed this peculiar aspect.

"It really seems like it. I was wondering why the Master, despite clearly overpowering Young Lord Mu, has not settled the fight yet. They've been fighting for almost half an hour now. It turns out he's been using the fight to temper his flesh body."

"The Master is truly wise!"

Sima Zhantian was also excited, his admiration in his eyes growing stronger.

Shadow and the others also came to a realization — so that was what was happening.

Not only them, but even Mu Tian himself began to sense that something was amiss. He initially felt that Ye Feng was not much stronger than him, but as the fight continued, he found the gap between them widening alarmingly, which was simply abnormal.

"So, Ye Feng, you're using me for body refinement!?"

"Are you playing me!?"

Mu Tian finally realized something was amiss when Ye Feng's punch forced him back over a dozen steps — this was nothing like the beginning.

It was likely that Ye Feng had intended to use the physical duel for this purpose from the start!

Realizing he had been exposed, Ye Feng grinned and said, "Young Lord Mu, it's just that I said we were sparring physically, but I never said I couldn't refine my body during the spar, right?"

"If Young Lord Mu can, you can refine your body too, right?"

Mu Tian exploded on the spot, thinking this was ridiculous — martial artists grew by body refinement, and now that they have reached the Realm of the Martial King, they were basically at their limits. What else was there to refine?

This Ye Feng was simply a monster.

"I'm not fighting anymore, who can fight against this? You're simply inhuman!"

Mu Tian directly sat down on the ground, panting. Though the physical battle was quite draining, it mainly consumed his muscles rather than his deeper strength, so recovery would be faster.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was speechless and had no choice but to stop the duel.

The others, after hearing Mu Tian's words, finally came to the realization that the Northern King was using this Heaven's Proud Son to temper his flesh body — this was just too exaggerated.

The crowd was dumbfounded.