C9 Strength(1)

Despite Wang Shaofeng being her own brother, she had long seen through his true colors. Wang Shaofeng would exploit anyone for his own gain, and it was uncertain when he might decide to use her as well.

Take, for instance, last week when Wang Shaofeng informed Wang Chunlan of his intentions for her to marry a certain elder from their sect, motivated solely by the benefits promised to him. If Wang Chunlan hadn't resorted to threatening her own life, the outcome could have been dire.

Moreover, with Wang Shaofeng potentially becoming the family's patriarch in the future, the family unconditionally supported all his decisions. To them, the daughters were merely pawns to be sacrificed.

Outsiders might only see the glamorous exteriors of these family daughters, oblivious to the deep-seated pain they harbored. After receiving Wang Chunlan's response, Wang Yufei's behavior grew even more reckless.

Clearly, Wang Shaofeng had managed to hold his own against Lee Tianhu and Zhang Tianmeng, albeit only briefly. In a prolonged battle, he wouldn't last many rounds.

Suddenly, Lee Tianhu's python struck, its thick tail coiling around Wang Shaofeng's body. Despite the numerous whirlpools swirling around him, relentlessly striking the python, Wang Shaofeng was left defenseless—a perfect opportunity for Wang Yufei.

Muttering "Thunderbolt Hand" to himself, Wang Yufei's right hand, enveloped in a sinister black aura, began to itch. It felt as though something was burgeoning beneath his skin. He glanced at his right arm, now covered in dense, multicolored patterns that seemed to sprout from within, along with some black hairs.

His arm grew heavy, as if imbued with the force of an entire army. This was no longer a human limb but the claw of a mythical beast. Indeed, the Thunderbolt Hand was extraordinarily powerful. Wang Yufei's nails gradually sharpened until they resembled the true claws of a mythical creature.

To avoid detection, Wang Yufei quickly pulled down his sleeve and suddenly dashed out. His pace wasn't swift, but it was steady and determined. The onlookers were utterly astonished. Was Wang Yufei so weary of life that he was offering himself up for slaughter?

The demon was aware that these three individuals had a certain level of fame, albeit not on par with the disciples of the Inner Sect. Hadn't everyone noticed others gradually distancing themselves from the battlefield? Yet, Wang Yufei, considered a good-for-nothing, was charging forward. Did he have a death wish?

Wang Xianglan was taken aback as well, but it was too late for her to intervene.

"You good-for-nothing, do you think you can harm me? Though I'm immobilized, a mere breath from me could leave you sprawled on the ground like a dead dog," Wang Shaofeng declared, clearly not foolish.

Wang Yufei was not there to assist him; he was there for a sneak attack. But could this so-called trash even manage an ambush without a weapon? In the next moment, everyone inhaled sharply in disbelief.

With a flick of his wrist, Wang Yufei's right hand shot out, vacuuming the air around him. Lee Tianhu and Zhang Tianmeng, who were closest to Wang Yufei, turned pale as they felt the air explode with a bang.

It was as if a relentless force was battering their bodies. Thankfully, they had already activated their talents, and Wang Yufei's Thunderbolt Hand wasn't aimed at them but swept past and viciously clamped onto Wang Shaofeng's neck. The attack was executed with lightning speed.

Wang Shaofeng's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, realizing that Wang Yufei was not just ambushing him but was after his life.

"Wang Yufei, how dare you? I am the family's future heir," Wang Shaofeng cried out in panic, his voice quivering. Yet, Wang Yufei's movements, far from slowing, accelerated. The python that had ensnared Wang Shaofeng was abruptly withdrawn by Lee Tianhu.

It's laughable to think that Wang Yufei could wield such formidable power, let alone attempt to take Wang Shaofeng's life. If Yufei were to succeed in killing Shaofeng, he'd be nothing short of an accomplice. Even with his family's backing, it wouldn't prevent the Wang Family from declaring war on the Lee Family.

Lee Tianhu, or anyone for that matter, wouldn't gamble with their future so recklessly. Yet, Zhang Tianmeng made a different choice, engaging Shaofeng with his own talents, which inadvertently provided Yufei with an opportunity for a surprise attack.

Since Shaofeng wasn't constrained by the python, he sprang up from the ground unexpectedly. Yufei's Thunderbolt Hand, initially aimed at Shaofeng, suddenly clutched at Shaofeng's chest. A chilling snap echoed, making everyone's teeth chatter. They were no fools; they understood that Shaofeng's ribs had been shattered, and not just one.

Shaofeng's body was on the verge of collapsing to the ground when Yufei's Thunderbolt Hand emitted a forceful suction, pulling Shaofeng's body back from the ground. However, the power within Yufei's Thunderbolt Hand was fading.

After all, the Thunderbolt Hand could be used only once. Despite this, Shaofeng's arm bore several gashes from Yufei's strength, revealing the black defensive armor beneath.

This armor, of course, was of the lowest quality, hardly comparable to the kind that appeared in Yufei's system. Typically, a family would use demon beast hides or other common materials to produce such armor, resulting in rather feeble defensive capabilities.

So even with his defensive armor, Shaofeng's ribs were no match for Yufei's crushing grip. Shaofeng's complexion turned deathly pale, never having imagined he would suffer injury at the hands of Yufei. It was inconceivable, and his entire worldview had been turned on its head.