Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Indeed, there were nine afterimages.

As if he had managed to clone himself, the figures appeared in nine different places.

Even with Chu Yuan's eyesight, he was incapable of discerning who the real Ye Fan was.

Nonetheless, it didn't matter to him. All he needed was to destroy all of them, for the real Ye Fan would

certainly be among their midst.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just like that, Chu Yuan unleashed multiple palm strikes amidst a low rumble in the background.

Under everyone's watchful eye, the nine afterimages were smashed into smithereens by Chu Yuan's

attacks.

Having assumed that the real Ye Fan was among them, Chu Yuan was surprised to see all his attacks

come up empty.

“D*mn it! Where is he? Is he actually capable of vanishing into thin air?”

Right when he was feeling surprised and angry, Chu Yuan felt a sudden chill down his spine, causing

him to turn around immediately.

All he saw was Ye Fan's massively powerful punch bearing down on him.

“Absolute Force! Mountain-splitting Punch! Boundless Destruction!”

Upon the sudden release of his power, nine energy rays culminated in a single point within Ye Fan's

fist.

Subsequently, Ye Fan's punch—moving at the speed of light—smashed into Chu Yuan's back.

It moved so fast that Chu Yuan had no time to dodge.

In that situation, he resigned himself to facing it head-on.

All this while, Chu Yuan—having trained for almost a century and achieved god realm—had never

taken Ye Fan seriously.

To him, Ye Fan was nothing but a youngling. Regardless of how talented the latter might be and even if

he had started training the moment he was born, he had only trained for twenty over years.

Thus, his skills and experience simply paled in comparison.

As a result, Chu Yuan bore the brunt of Ye Fan's attack without bothering to deploy Dragon God Body.

It was a blatant display of his confidence and conceit.

Boom!

A loud rumble rang out as Ye Fan's fist landed squarely on Chu Yuan, and the result was just as Chu

Yuan had expected.

The power unleashed by Ye Fan didn't pose any threat at all.

In fact, it had failed to even cause him to budge.

“How dare you challenge me with such pathetic strength? Even if I stand here and give you a free hand

to hit me, can you even lay a scratch on me?”

Snorting in laughter, Chu Yuan gave Ye Fan a look of disdain.

However, his smugness didn't last for long.

The next second, Chu Yuan's face drastically changed when the delayed shockwave of multiple

punches penetrated his body.

“B*stard, what have you done?”

Filled with shock, he swiftly gathered his energy and tried to expel the shockwaves from within.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The consecutive explosions of eight shockwaves echoed into the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

They were so loud that one would've mistaken them for thunder.

A few seconds later, the haughty Chu Yuan felt the combined impact of every single shockwave.

His entire body was sent flying, and he crashed loudly onto the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

“Hahaha!”

“Ye Fan's the best!”

“Mr. Chu has won!”

On Mount Yunding, when everyone saw Ye Fan smashing Chu Yuan with a single punch, they erupted

in cheers.

Even Fatty—moved to the brink of tears—exclaimed to those around him, “Look, that's my best friend,

Ye Fan! Isn't he something? He's awesome, isn't he?”

Fatty yelled at the top of his lungs as if he was worried no one knew of that fact.

However, not many shared in his jubilation.

Li Er, Lei San, and the rest didn't take much comfort in what they saw, for they understood that the

clash was just the beginning.

If Chu Yuan could really be defeated that easily, the Chu Sect wouldn't have had the capability to

conquer the world.

Right then, a low rumble could be heard.

Following an explosive crack in the mountain rocks, Chu Yuan burst out of the ruins.

However, compared to before, he had lost his dignified swagger.

The long robe he was wearing was now torn, but that was the extent of the damage he suffered.

The fact that he wasn't harmed at all by Ye Fan's attack was a testament to his terrifying power.

Undoubtedly, Ye Fan was further distressed by the turn of events.

After all, Boundless Destruction was his most powerful individual attack.

And yet, he could barely land a scratch on Chu Yuan.

“He's a true monstrosity indeed. No wonder Great-grandma reminded me to be careful when engaging

him,” Ye Fan—brows furrowed—muttered to himself.

While Ye Fan was being weighed down by his concerns, Chu Yuan was utterly infuriated.

“You b*stard! How dare you ruin my robe? This is an unforgivable transgression!”

As he was the Old Master of Chu Sect and a god realm warrior, being beaten pathetically in public by a

single punch from Ye Fan was a humiliation for him.

Certainly, the outraged Chu Yuan would not let Ye Fan off.

As if he had gone berserk, he unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks in the form of punches, kicks,

hacks, and slashes.

Just like a hurricane, his assault engulfed the heavens and the earth.

“Die, you b*stard!”

Chu Yuan couldn't be any more incensed.

Subsequently, the terrifying aura he released blocked all of Ye Fan's escape routes.

Just when everyone thought Ye Fan was done for, he surprised everyone by repeating the same move.

In the sky above them, nine illusions appeared again.

Even though Chu Yuan swiftly shattered them, Ye Fan's real body slipped past his grasp again.

Despite a few rounds of clashes, Ye Fan managed to escape every time like a slippery eel.

“D*mn it! What sort of sorcery is this? Is it even martial arts?” Chu Yuan—filled with exasperation—

roared at the top of his lungs after failing to land another strike.

The composed Ye Fan gradually walked over from afar, entirely unscathed and wearing a faint smile.

Staring at Chu Yuan, he sneered, “I don't mind telling you that this isn't a specific technique. Instead,

it's a set of movements called the Nine Steps of Yunyang. A thousand years ago, Mr. Yunyang took on

the world with it. Despite being surrounded by tens of thousands of his enemies, he slipped past them

at will. You should feel honored that I'm using a technique of my ancestor against you.”

Chu Yuan was filled with shock when he heard that.

“The Nine Steps of Yunyang? You actually learned it? Looks like the Book of Celestial Cloud is indeed

in your hands. Hand it over, you b*stard, or I'll crush Mount Yunding.”

Chu Yuan's eyes burned with rage, and his voice was tinged with greed.

“Come and get it if you can.” Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.

He had spent more than just a year training in the Nine Steps of Yunyang.

Before his attack on Chu Sect, Ye Fan had focused his training on Invoke the Celestial Sky and Dragon

God Body. Movement techniques weren't his priority back then.

However, after his defeat, Ye Fan had racked his brains on how he could defeat a stronger enemy in

the form of Chu Yuan.

Finally, it was that man who had given him his answer.

“When facing an invincible enemy, it's wise to avoid a head-on clash. Doing so doesn't mean that

you're a coward fleeing from battle. Instead, you are leveraging your speed and reaction time to evade

attacks. In the midst of doing so, you can find the perfect opportunity to strike, and that is how the weak

can defeat the strong.”

Back when he was recuperating in the Great North, that man's words had given Ye Fan an epiphany.

With that, he had finally found a way to defeat Chu Yuan—by using secret movement techniques.

Since he couldn't beat Chu Yuan in a direct confrontation, he had to keep dodging and attrit the latter's

strength. While doing so, he could bide his time for the perfect opportunity to strike.