My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 535 - 536: Battle of the Arrogant

Chapter 535: Chapter 536: Battle of the Arrogant

The battle between Jiang Hao and Ye Wudao instantly sent shockwaves throughout the entire Capital City!

"Breaking news, the Prince of the North is about to battle the eldest young master of the Jiang royal family, Jiang Hao!"

"One is Dragon Country’s youngest maverick prince, and the other is the Jiang royal family’s eldest young master, top-tier geniuses!"

"A clash of the strong!"

All of Capital City was boiling with excitement as countless people came to watch the battle, including numerous Martial Artists at the level of fighting emperors, and even dozens of emperors above the fifth rank appeared.

Over three hundred thousand Martial Artists gathered near the royal residence, all to witness this grand spectacle.

"Ye Wudao, being my opponent is the greatest honor of your life!" Jiang Hao spoke with an innate confidence.

"Heh, what a lot of nonsense!" Ye Wudao sneered.

"Poor fellow, you will pay a painful price for your ignorance!" Jiang Hao mocked.

"Kill!" Without another word, Ye Wudao launched an assertive punch at Jiang Hao.

"The Prince of the North has made a move!"

"This punch could at least seriously injure a third-rank fighting emperor!" many Martial Artists said, their eyes filled with excitement.

In contrast, Jiang Hao still appeared indifferent. Just as Ye Wudao’s fist was about to hit him, Jiang Hao made his move, casually swinging a palm.

Bang!

The collision of fist and palm erupted with an astonishingly loud noise.

"So strong. Is he a fourth-rank fighting emperor?" Ye Wudao’s gaze became serious.

"Ye Wudao, you really are weak!" Jiang Hao said, as an incredible strength suddenly burst from his hands.

This is bad!

Ye Wudao’s expression drastically changed, and he staggered back.

In their first exchange, Ye Wudao was at a disadvantage!

"It seems the Prince of the North is no match for Jiang Hao!"

"Are you kidding? Jiang Hao is the royal family’s eldest young master!"

"It looks like the Prince of the North is going to lose today!" several people discussed.

"Dragon Slaughter Fist!" Ye Wudao bellowed, channeling all his strength into his fist and launching a punch that reverberated with a deafening roar.

Jiang Hao remained calm as ever, casually blocking with a palm.

Bang!

"Huh? His strength has increased so much. Interesting!" Jiang Hao’s eyes showed a brief flash of surprise, speaking lightly, "Ye Wudao, you are worthy of me using twenty percent of my strength to deal with you!"

As he spoke, Jiang Hao unleashed a surge of powerful energy, "Break!"

Staggering...

Ye Wudao stumbled back.

"Young master!"

"Little Ye, how are you?" Ghost Doctor and the others looked on with concern.

Ye Wudao’s gaze was solemn, "This guy is very strong; he’s probably at the peak level of a fourth-rank fighting emperor!"

Even Nine Kills showed a look of solemnity.

Jiang Hao, this guy, had an unlimited future ahead of him and would likely not be inferior to himself!

"Ye Wudao, show me all your strength. You are Jiang Qin’s son; don’t disappoint me!" Jiang Hao taunted.

"Shut up, you’re not worthy to say my mother’s name!" Ye Wudao roared furiously, his aura flaring up like a tiger as he took a determined step forward.

"Trampling the Heavens Nine Steps!"

Ye Wudao took nine steps, each one causing his strength to explode ninefold.

"Dragon Trampling The Heavens Fist!"

With each step’s power wrapped around his fist, Ye Wudao struck, like a true dragon in a rage, the power of the punch increasing tremendously.

Still, Jiang Hao appeared very arrogant and did not take Ye Wudao seriously at all.

Boom!

A loud noise erupted.

Jiang Hao’s expression darkened as he felt the force of the punch was off, causing him to retreat several steps, and one of his hands was injured, bleeding.

The crowd was stunned!

"The eldest young master Jiang Hao is wounded!"

"Impossible!" members of the Jiang royal family were shocked.

"Excellent!" Jiukill laughed out loud.

"Truly worthy of being the Young Northern King!"

"It’s not all talk!" Many supporters of Ye Wudao were excitedly shouting.

"Ye Wudao, to think a mere ant like you could actually injure me!" Jiang Hao wiped the fresh blood from his hand, his eyes filled with malevolence.

"Son, show him your true power!" Jiang Tianlong said indifferently.

"Hehe, yes." As Jiang Hao spoke, an intense aura suddenly burst forth from his body!

Fifth-Rank War Emperor!

The ferocity of Jiang Hao’s aura shot up to the sky, like a primeval fierce tiger, intimidating in all directions!

"Damn, the young master Jiang Hao is actually a Fifth-Rank War Emperor!"

"That’s terrifying!"

"He’s only in his thirties, he must be the youngest Fifth-Rank War Emperor in Dragon Country!"

"Truly befitting the grand young master of the Jiang imperial family, peerlessly monstrous talent!"

Everyone at the scene gasped in shock, their hearts shaken to the core!

Only then did they realize how shallow their own perspectives were, unable to imagine the profound depths of the imperial family’s heritage!

The people of the Northern King’s Palace felt the terrifying aura emanating from Jiang Hao, the tiger-like ferocity and domineering presence made everyone swallow their saliva, their faces pale!

"Too strong!"

"Impossible to resist!"

Even the Ghost Doctor turned pale; "This Jiang Hao is so powerful, Little Ye might not be able to get through this ordeal!"

Jiukill remained silent, his expression grave.

The one under the most pressure was Ye Wudao.

"Damn it, I thought he was a Fourth-Rank War Emperor, but he turned out to be a Fifth-Rank!" Ye Wudao felt an immense pressure.

To tell the truth, it was the first time Ye Wudao felt such intense pressure!

Jiang Hao was certainly the strongest opponent he had ever faced!

"Poor cousin, are you afraid of death? Just kneel down, and I’ll spare your life!" Jiang Hao spoke arrogantly, like an eagle soaring high above, looking down on ants on the ground.

"Sorry, I’m afraid of everything except death," Ye Wudao replied.

"Oh? When I crush your head under my foot later, make sure not to cry out in pain," Jiang Hao said with a fierce glint in his eye, stepping down on the ground.

Bang!

The solid rock on the ground immediately cracked.

In an instant, Jiang Hao made his move, as swift as a ferocious tiger, even carrying the sound of an air explosion.

Ye Wudao’s expression was solemn; Jiang Hao was indeed powerful, possessing a realm far beyond his own!

This battle was more likely to end in peril!

"Tiger Roar Palm!" Jiang Hao struck with his palm, like a roaring tiger, incredibly fearsome.

Boom!

A loud sound echoed, and Ye Wudao’s body was violently thrown backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!"

"Little Ye!" Everyone’s faces were filled with concern.

"Cough, cough!" Ye Wudao’s expression was serious, one of his ribs had broken.

On the side of the Jiang imperial family, everyone was excitedly shouting; "The young master is invincible!"

"Long live the young master!"

People always admire strength and the strong; among the hundreds of thousands of spectators at the scene, almost everyone was shouting Jiang Hao’s name.

"Clan Leader, this Ye Wudao is no match for the young master at all!"

"You have raised him well!" Many elders of the Jiang imperial family flattered.

Jiang Tianlong was extremely proud; "Of course!"

He then looked at Jiukill with provocative eyes.

Jiukill’s eyes were cold and detached, inscrutable to others.

With everyone’s attention on him, Jiang Hao shone with a dazzling light, arrogant like a dragon; "Hehe, Ye Wudao, I’ll give you one last chance! Kneel down and lick my shoes clean, and I’ll spare your life!"

"Hehe, just so happens my shoes are quite dirty, why don’t you start by tasting how they are?" Ye Wudao shot back.