Chapter Thirty-Eight: Annihilating the Enemy

  Lin Feng grasped the dagger with a reverse grip, holding it between his arm and body. As he fought with the enemy, his speed was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, making it unclear where Lin Feng would move next. The only thing that was clear was that Lin Feng's speed combined with the sharp dagger made for an absolutely dangerous combination.

  Hiss

  Another thin figure had his throat cut by Lin Feng, and before he knew it, Lin Feng had already taken three lives, this skill was even faster than an executioner.

  Perhaps it was because he had already experienced killing once, Lin Feng didn't feel too much discomfort this time, just a bit of suffocation. Moreover, the group of people on the other side were all dead soldiers sent by Qin Yong, and dead soldiers were what? They were soldiers who would die without hesitation, completing their mission even in death. In such a situation, it was either you or me, and since that's the case, Lin Feng couldn't afford to show mercy when he struck.

  If he lets the other party go, it's no different from releasing a tiger back to its mountain. Such a foolish thing, Lin Feng would never do. This time, Lin Feng plans to annihilate the opponent once and for all, letting Qin Yong know that taking his life is not an easy task, at least these trash in front of him are not capable of doing so.

  Lin Feng's foot pushed off the ground, and his speed suddenly increased by nearly twice as much. At this moment, he had already skillfully applied his burst strike ability to speed, which also allowed him to narrowly avoid several attacks. Although the opponent's attacks wouldn't be fatal, he didn't want to be left with scars on his body either.

  Whoosh! Lin Feng's speed was as fast as lightning, his legs moving so quickly that they were invisible to the naked eye, leaving only a trail of afterimages. He covered ten meters in an instant, a speed that would leave Liu Xiang in the dust if he were to participate in the Olympics. This is what it truly means to be a "Flying Man"!

  "Ninety-six shouted loudly, 'Be careful, he's coming.'"

  Just as the words fell, Lin Feng suddenly appeared in front of another person. The man didn't even have time to react before Lin Feng slit his throat. He let out two "uh" sounds and fell to the ground with a hint of unfulfilled desire in his eyes.

  Ninety-six's mournful cry echoed through the arena, where he was now the only one left standing. With his own strength alone, there was no hope of fulfilling Qin Yong's orders. In desperation, he raised the knife in his hand and suddenly slashed at Lin Feng. The knife technique was chaotic and disorganized, as if he were randomly slashing around with the knife. At this moment, Ninety-six seemed to have been driven mad by Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng smiled faintly, a hint of joy at the corner of his lips, this was exactly what he wanted, tightly grasping the dagger in his hand, triggering the violent strike skill, dodging left and right to avoid No. 96's fierce attack.

  At a certain moment when No. 96 swung his big knife, Lin Feng's hand was raised slightly, "Clang", No. 96's arm was cut by Lin Feng with a wound, and the big knife naturally fell to the ground.

  At the sound of the weapon falling, No. 96 was stunned for a moment, but in that brief moment of distraction, Lin Feng's dagger arrived, swiftly and quickly slashing across No. 96's skin as soft as thin paper. A gushing fountain suddenly burst forth from No. 96's neck, pouring onto the muddy yellow earth, mixing the blood with the soil into a mess, the color of the blood gradually changing from red to black.

  The face of No. 96 bore a strong sense of unfulfilled longing, regretting that he had not completed his master's task. His eyes gazed up at the cloudless sky for one last time, carrying with him his final lingering attachment to this world, and slowly closed.

  "Call"

  Lin Feng slowly exhaled, put away the dagger in his hand, picked up the wine jug at his waist, opened the spout, and took a sip. "Haha, refreshing!"

  Under the influence of alcohol, Lin Feng's discomfort also dissipated, or perhaps this was why those martial artists liked to drink, because alcohol could numb their nerves and cast aside their worries.

  After taking a few more sips of air, Lin Feng put away the wine jug and continued on his way. As for those corpses, Lin Feng believed that someone would come to deal with them eventually. Just as he had walked a few steps, suddenly, Lin Feng thought about the system's upgrade sound when he killed those people earlier, and wondered how much experience points he had now.

  Killing these people should have earned a lot of experience points, Lin Feng hurriedly opened his character attributes.

  "Person: Lin Feng."

  Age: sixteen weeks old.

  "Cultivation: Mystic Soldier Seventh Level."

  "Skills: 'Heavenly Void Formula', 'Golden Body Tempering Decision'."

  "Skills: Double Skill, 3rd level; Critical Hit Skill, 1st level; Detection Skill, no level; Clone Skill (Variant), 1st level."

  "Experience Points: 556572/640000."

  "Profile: A outer court disciple of Qinglan Sect, currently residing in the luxurious room of the outer court. His cultivation is trash, a small fry in the Jianghu world. A part of Qinglan Sect can instantly kill him, but his strength is enough to dominate the miscellaneous chores institute. Taking down outer court disciples is just a small matter, he can also contend with ordinary Xuan Shi fifth-grade disciples, and if lucky, can even instant-kill them. Bullying fellow disciples of similar cultivation is just a trivial matter, transcending levels is no longer a myth, and transcending boundaries is even more not a legend."

  Seeing those experience points, Lin Feng couldn't help but nod his head, "Hmm, not bad, it seems that just now each of those people gave me 950,000 experience points. Ah, if there was one more person, it would be just enough for me to level up."

  However, Lin Feng just thought about it and immediately continued on his own way.

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  "What did you say? The people I sent are all dead? This is impossible!"

  In a dimly lit small room, Qin Yong's eyes were filled with incredulous expression, roaring at the subordinate who was reporting the information in front of him.

  You want to know, those are the elite secretly cultivated by the Qin family! The lowest cultivation is at least level 5 of Xuan Shi, although he sent the ones with the lowest cultivation, but it shouldn't be something that Lin Feng can handle. According to his estimation, Lin Feng should be around level 2 or 3 of Xuan Shi, and sending five elite warriors should be a hundred percent guaranteed success, how could they possibly be killed by this young whippersnapper Lin Feng? He doesn't believe that Lin Feng has such powerful strength.

  It's absolutely impossible for anyone to have such strength at Lin Feng's age, not to mention being a Qing Lian Sect disciple, even if it were a Bai Xian Men disciple, no one could possibly have this kind of strength at the age of twenty or so. Even Ye Junfeng, the most outstanding genius of Bai Xian Men in the past, didn't have such talent. How could a small Qing Lian Sect disciple like him possibly have such strength?

  Qin Yong was puzzled and couldn't figure it out, wondering if the other side had a master secretly protecting them.

  Just thinking about what happened to Lin Feng in that tavern before, could it be...

  Qin Yong thought of a terrible thing, could it be that Lin Feng had secretly been protected by people from the wine shop.

  At the thought of this, Qin Yong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, silently thinking to himself that it was impossible, Lin Feng couldn't have been so lucky, maybe he had met some kind of master who helped him escape.

  No matter what, Qin Yong didn't dare to send anyone to deal with Lin Feng again, and could only secretly bury these speculations in his heart, waiting for the next opportunity to meet Lin Feng and ask about the details.

  At this moment, Qin Yong still had no idea that Lin Feng already knew it was him who sent people to intercept and kill him, and he was still thinking about the next time they would meet.

  (The second update is over, everyone please give me some votes, I need motivation, speed up the pace and enter Qinglan Sect!)