The entire boxing room was completely silent.

Everyone who saw Jin Changxiu, whose neck had already been snapped on the ring, seemed deeply shocked.

And Ren Feng stood on the ring, still with a smile on his face. Standing close, Yuu Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.

She had seen all kinds of people with Cheng Fei, from high-ranking officials to common folk, but never someone like Ren Feng, who killed with a smile and grace, as if he perfectly combined elegance and violence.

This man is a demon!

Most people present had such a thought. Many women's eyes showed fear; this guy was truly terrifying. If the previous fight had a hint of gentleness, then with Jin Changxiu, it was sheer demonic cruelty.

Jiang Moshu looked at Ren Feng on stage, her lips slightly parted, with a hint of shock on her face.

Yang Rui looked at Ren Feng with deep fear in his eyes, his hand trembling uncontrollably. The wine he had been holding splashed out when Ren Feng stomped down, drenching his pants.

The entire scene was silent.

Cheng Fei sat there, surrounded by dim light, just like his sullen face.

"Mr. Cheng, do you have anyone else?" Ren Feng said indifferently, "If not, then you should come up."

The eyes of the audience all turned to Cheng Fei, whose mouth twitched, but he said nothing.

Yuu Xiaoyun wanted to persuade Ren Feng to abandon this idea, but Ren Feng glanced at her lightly.

With just a glance, Yuu Xiaoyun swallowed back her words forcefully.

"Mr. Cheng, this doesn't seem like the host's attitude."

Ren Feng suddenly flipped and jumped off the stage, walking towards where Cheng Fei sat.

With this, everyone became tense. The bodyguards next to Cheng Fei immediately stepped forward, protecting him.

The faces of the young ladies and gentlemen in the stands also recovered from the previous fear. Seeing that there was more excitement to watch, they immediately became excited again.

Could this guy really overturn the Suhang Four Young Masters again?

In Suhang, almost no one could challenge the authority of the Suhang Four Young Masters. If Cheng Fei could make a fool of himself, there was a slight hidden anticipation.

Of course, they wouldn't admit this publicly.

The Cheng family's bodyguards saw Ren Feng's unfriendly manner. Seeing his movements, they had already formed two human walls, directly blocking Cheng Fei behind.

Ren Feng stood a meter away from those bodyguards, looking disdainfully at Cheng Fei behind the human wall, and smiled, "What? The Suhang Four Young Masters only have this much courage? Not even daring to step forward and say a word, always needing a group of trash to block in front?"

Cheng Fei's face turned iron blue, as if his self-esteem had been severely stabbed, and he said in a deep voice, "Disperse."

"No, Mr. Cheng, be careful, this kid might play tricks," Yang Rui interrupted, his face still full of fear.

"It's okay, if we can't withstand this, won't it be a hard slap in the face for Suhang's friends?" Cheng Fei waved his hand and shouted again, "Move aside."

The group of bodyguards dared not disobey, immediately sidestepping, but still looked at Ren Feng with vigilance, some reaching into their pockets where their weapons were hidden.

Ren Feng took two more steps forward, standing in front of Cheng Fei, his gaze sweeping over the gloomy-faced Cheng Fei and the nervous Yang Rui, finally fixing on Cheng Fei's face.

"Are you very disappointed?" Ren Feng smiled.

"Somewhat," Cheng Fei said frankly.

"Just somewhat?" Ren Feng smiled faintly, "Then I guess I'm truly quite a failure."

Cheng Fei let out a cold laugh but said nothing.

He had witnessed this man's prowess; his strength was simply terrifying. He even suspected that if Ren Feng wanted to kill him, even with the family's protection, he might still be killed directly.

"I came to say one thing to you."

Ren Feng sneered, saying that he hated Cheng Fei's confident and pretentious demeanor, even though he often wore the same expression.

This feeling was like disliking others wearing the same clothes you liked, like a wardrobe collision.

"I'm all ears."

"I really want to beat you up," Ren Feng said with a smile.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Yang Rui shouted from the side.

But as soon as Ren Feng glanced at him, Yang Rui wisely shut his mouth.

Cheng Fei was slightly stunned, coldly said, "This is the first time I've heard this, but in the vast Suhang, there are definitely not few who think like you."

"But they can't compare to me."

Ren Feng laughed, then moved like lightning, slapping Cheng Fei's face with a crisp sound, then said, "Because I succeeded, and they didn't."

The audience was in an uproar.

No one could imagine that in Suhang, someone would dare to slap Cheng Fei, one of the Suhang Four Young Masters, in the face.

"Oh my God, is this guy crazy?"

"Definitely crazy, killing too many, can't even tell who is who anymore, does Cheng Fei think he's easy to deal with?"

"Oh my God, he probably won't walk out of Suhang alive; they'll see his corpse tomorrow."

"Not that exaggerated, isn't he Xia Wenxue's boyfriend, with the Xia Family backing him; even for the Cheng Family, they need to think twice before making a move."

Cheng Fei's expression was stuck there, as if a bit dumbfounded.

This happened so suddenly, he thought Ren Feng was just talking and never expected him to actually do it.

Growing up, Cheng Fei had only been beaten twice.

The first time was being punched by Ren Feng at the Qiao Jiangnan Club, and the second time was being slapped by Ren Feng on his own turf.

This man named Ren Feng took away his first and second experiences like this.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Fei," Yuu Xiaoyun rushed over, her face full of anxiety.

Ren Feng's slap was quite forceful, forcing Cheng Fei to step back several steps.

Cheng Fei was slapped right on, and when he moved his hand from his face, that square face was red and swollen, with clear imprints of fingers.

"Ah, he's bleeding," Yuu Xiaoyun anxiously said, quickly asking someone to get alcohol swabs to wipe his mouth corner.

Cheng Fei pushed Yuu Xiaoyun away, his eyes seeming to shoot fire at Ren Feng, his face severely twisted in extreme anger.

"So, how does it feel to be bullied?" Ren Feng said with a smile.

"Some people practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, some for national defense; I don't have such noble qualities, nor such broad-mindedness. My purpose in practicing martial arts is that if someone bullies me, I will give it back ten or a hundred times."

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