Chapter Twenty: War Blood Wolf
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Liu Feng walked out of the tent and was greeted by a refreshing night breeze that shook off his somewhat depressed mood.
He spread his hands apart and took two deep breaths, the true energy inside his body rapidly circulating once.
A tiny green light shot out from the cuff of his sleeve and hit the ground with a faint humming noise.
"Hehe."
Gently wiping his slightly damp fingertips inside his sleeve, Liu Feng smiled in satisfaction.
With a light leap, he floated up onto the tip of a one-zhang-high tree.
With both hands lightly clasped behind his back, he gazed up at the two bright full moons that shone like silver platters and suddenly felt a sense of bewilderment.
The silver moonlight gently sprinkled on me, covering me with a thin layer of silver gauze.
Black hair like ink, shoulder-length, gently swaying with the breeze.
A white robe, black silk fluttering.
Suddenly, Liu Feng's heart moved and he came back to his senses from his daze. Without turning his head, he lightly laughed and said: "What? The three team leaders aren't going to drink, but instead ran out here to enjoy the cool breeze?"
The three people who were quietly moving behind him couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and they also felt somewhat surprised.
There were three of them, and when they walked, they hid their breath extremely well. Not a single sound came from under their feet. How did he discover it?
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Liu Feng's right foot was lightly spinning on the tip of the tree, and he had already turned around with a flourish, asking with a smile.
"Haha, we three have just witnessed Liu brother's extraordinary skills and would like to experience it for ourselves." Xue Lang chuckled and revealed their intention.
"Oh." Liu Feng slightly tilted his head, a look of sudden realization on his face.
Three people looked at each other and smiled, borrowed force from the ground and jumped up, appearing on a treetop not far from Liu Feng.
Liu Feng nodded slightly and said, "Brother Liu, we three are itching for a fight, please let us compare our skills."
Liu Feng's mouth corners slightly lifted.
"Alright, I'd also like to try out the strength of the three squad leaders. Is it as formidable as the rumors in the mercenary world?"
He did not refuse the challenge of the three team leaders. In this world, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and only those who demonstrate stronger power than others will gain corresponding respect.
And now he wants to gain their respect, there is only one way to do it.
Knock them down...
Xue Lang, Bao Gang, and Si Qiu couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile when they saw Liu Feng's nod, the inexplicable flame in their eyes filling their eyelids, as if it was about to burst out.
Liu Feng slightly bowed and smiled: "I don't know... Three team leaders, are you coming together? Or who's first?"
Flat tone, arrogant words.
But none of them were ordinary people and they didn't get angry over such a small matter.
Xue Lang looked at the two team leaders beside him, who didn't seem to have any intention of making the first move, and shook his head with a loud laugh: "Liu brothers, don't look down on people, I'll come first to teach you a lesson."
"Two more steps back, please."
Bao Gang and the dead prisoner nodded slightly upon hearing this, and with a flash of movement, they were already dozens of meters away.
Blood Wolf's right hand slanted grip, a extremely huge heavy sword jumped out from the space ring between his fingers, appearing in his hand.
A sword is a swordsman's soul; only those who grasp a sword in their hands can be called a true swordsman.
The heavy sword was grasped in his hand, and the Blood Wolf's aura surged violently, a crimson-colored fighting spirit bursting forth from his body.
Liu Feng stared at the enormous giant sword, somewhat dazed.
This is the largest sword-type weapon he has seen since coming to this other world.
In this world, the swordsman's weapons are all heavy and wide giant swords, similar to the three-foot green sword on Earth. If brought here, it might be ridiculed as a toy for children.
And their sword moves were not as light and agile as those on Earth.
They pursue another path: absolute power.
His right hand was flat, and a heavy sword that was several sizes smaller than the Blood Wolf's weapon leapt into his hand.
He bowed deeply in the manner of a swordsman.
A huge pressure was in front of Liu Feng, quietly suppressing the small space.
A faint smile, the heavy sword in front of him suddenly slashed down with a loud crash.
Space emitted a faint "creak" sound, enormous pressure, instantly, completely shattered.
Xue Lang's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that his carefully condensed aura would be shattered by the opponent's single sword strike.
His face grew increasingly somber, and the crimson aura on his massive sword intensified, as if it was about to drip with blood.
His figure flashed slightly, and he had already appeared dozens of feet away from Liu Feng. The massive sword in his hand was imbued with a tremendous aura, and it chopped down fiercely.
The strong gust of wind brought by the giant sword blew the hair on Liu Feng's forehead back, revealing a pair of eyes as black as stars.
Liu Feng chuckled and lightly tapped his right foot on the treetop, drifting backwards.
The attack followed closely, but no matter how hard Blood Wolf urged, the giant sword in his hand was always half a foot away from Liu Feng.
It's as if there is a space mirror in front of him that resists everything.
Blood Wolf's eyes slightly condensed, fiercely rotating his giant sword, and a loud shout from his mouth: "Wolf Slash."
A colossal sword burst forth with intense crimson light, and at its tip, a blood wolf took shape.
The Blood Wolf took shape, looked up at the two silver moons in the sky and let out a silent roar, then rapidly pounced towards Liu Feng.
The Blood Wolf seemed to have broken through the spatial constraints, and in just a flash, it had already arrived in front of Liu Feng. Its crimson claws swung fiercely, swiping down at Liu Feng's face.
Feeling the energy in the Blood Wolf Sword, Liu Feng's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he thought to himself: "What a thick bloody aura, indeed worthy of someone who has survived the battlefield... however... it's still a bit too weak."
The heavy sword in his hand shone slightly, and a foot-long sword aura appeared, taking shape and slashing towards the blood wolf.
A sharp "hiss" sound, like scorching heat meeting residual snow, a sharp sword piercing thin paper.
The massive Blood Wolf Sword was split in two by the short sword halo, transformed into a vast red glow that dispersed into the void.
Jian Mang's sword was broken, and the Blood Wolf, which had a spiritual connection with him, turned red in the face and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Liu Feng smiled slightly and did not pursue, lightly landing on another tree branch. He cupped his hands and said: "Brother Blood Wolf, you're not bad, I concede."
Blood Wolf smiled wryly and shook his head, "Not bad, huh? You've only made a few moves in my hands, kid. Tell the truth, are you a Starlight Rank?"
Liu Feng smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
Seeing Liu Feng's default expression, Xue Lang let out a bitter laugh: "Damn it, I'm really unlucky, and I was actually pushed out by these two bastards to be the scapegoat."
The two violent gangs who flew over couldn't help but glance at each other and smile when they heard this.
"How about it? Are you going to fight or not?" Liu Feng asked with a smile, holding his heavy sword and tilting his head.
The three Blood Wolves exchanged a glance again and smiled sinisterly.
"Alright, let's fight again... but it'll be the three of us against you alone. How about that? Dare to accept?"
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