“Are you kidding me?”
Bai Li Dong Jun rolled his eyes. How could a sixteen-year-old in the Xiaoyao Tianjing realm be unknown?
He had already ranked first on the Hundred Xiaotang's Liangyu Bang.
“We don’t look like ghosts either!”
Si Kong Chang Feng mumbled as the battle below intensified.
Yan Qian Sui swung his blade fiercely, but Lei Meng Sha easily trapped it with a single finger, preventing his blade from moving forward.
“Lei Men, Jing Shen Zhi!”
Sweat dripped from Yan Qian Sui’s forehead as he tried to pull back the butcher’s knife, but it was as if it was glued to Lei Meng Sha’s hand and he couldn’t pull it back.
“Good!”
Lei Meng Sha laughed. “Lei Men Jing Shen Zhi, three strikes with one finger. This first strike is called ‘Never Leave’!”
As he spoke.
His fingertip loosened, and Yan Qian Sui, unable to stop his momentum, stumbled back a few steps. He saw Lei Meng Sha’s two fingers close together and then another strike: “The second strike is called ‘Never Return’!”
Yan Qian Sui’s pupils contracted. He slashed out a flurry of blade flowers, barely managing to parry the second strike, but the edge of his blade cracked instantly, and he gasped for breath.
“The third strike is ‘Strike of the Gods’!”
A cold smile played on the corner of Lei Meng Sha’s lips. He didn’t give Yan Qian Sui any chance to catch his breath.
“I have a question…”
Seeing Lei Meng Sha gaining the upper hand, Bai Li Dong Jun turned to Si Kong Chang Feng and Ye Feng, asking with a sneer, “Do all of you martial artists provide commentary while you fight?”
“Of course, don’t you think it’s very impressive?”
Si Kong Chang Feng nodded naturally. “Ye Feng, what do you think?”
“Hmm? If it were me…”
Ye Feng pondered for two seconds and said with a straight face, “He would be dead before he could draw his sword.”
Si Kong Chang Feng: “???”
Bai Li Dong Jun: “!!!”
【Ding, +100 Emotion Points from Si Kong Chang Feng!】
【Ding, +100 Emotion Points from Bai Li Dong Jun…】
Hearing the system’s prompts, Ye Feng’s heart skipped a beat. At this rate of fleecing, it would be easy to gather 100,000 Emotion Points to buy the ‘Fuyuan Pojing Dan’.
“Blow, blow hard!”
Bai Li Dong Jun hummed and hawed, while Si Kong Chang Feng frowned slightly: “Are you really a master?”
Ye Feng smiled slightly, not denying it.
Just then, as Lei Meng Sha was about to strike with his third finger, the confident smile on his face vanished. He looked up sharply and, with a sudden kick, jumped like a swallow onto the railing of the second floor. At the same time.
‘Ding’, ‘Ding’, ‘Ding’…
A row of silver needles lay neatly where Lei Meng Sha had been standing. Looking at the needles, Lei Meng Sha exhaled a sigh and said softly, “It’s been a while, Needle Granny!”
“It’s the old lady from the back door of the Embroidery Shoe Shop!”
Si Kong Chang Feng looked in astonishment. A woman with white hair sat by the door. She was holding an embroidered shoe and sewing diligently, her head bowed.
“First came the King of Hell, now comes the Lady Meng Po?”
Bai Li Dong Jun scoffed and nudged Si Kong Chang Feng with his elbow. “Do you martial artists name things so carelessly?”
“What Lady Meng Po, didn’t you hear Zuo Mo call her Needle Granny?”
Si Kong Chang Feng glared at Bai Li Dong Jun angrily: “Needle picking candlelight, hundred feet no living…”
“You’re not part of the martial world, so you don’t know how powerful Needle Granny is. Anyway, two Yama Kings put together wouldn’t stand a chance against her.”
“My great swordsman, Ye…”
Bai Li Dong Jun chuckled and looked at Ye Feng. “What about you?”
“She wouldn’t stand a chance against me, either.”
Ye Feng had entered the Xiaoyao realm overnight, so his five senses were naturally greatly enhanced. Needle Granny had been cultivating for many years and her true energy was strong, but she was still only at the Zizai Di Jing.
【Ding, +100 Emotion Points from Bai Li Dong Jun!】
【Ding, +100 Emotion Points from Si Kong…】
“I’ve discovered that you’re even better at bragging than my uncle…”
Bai Li Dong Jun mumbled, thinking of his uncle, who often claimed to be the greatest poison master in the world, and couldn’t help but smile.
“Boy, we’ll work together, and you’ll have no chance of winning.”
Needle Granny looked up at Lei Meng Sha, her words direct and to the point. “There are more than just the two of us on this street. If you’re smart, you’ll leave now. We won’t kill you, but these three have to stay.”
“Why do you have to kill them?”
Lei Meng Sha was puzzled. “They’re still so young and have so much potential. Especially that little shopkeeper, his wine is so delicious. What a waste to kill them!”
“Enough with the nonsense!”
Needle Granny stopped sewing. She sneered, “If you blame anyone, blame their bad luck.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Needle Granny attacked. She threw the embroidered shoe towards Lei Meng Sha, and with a flick of her sleeve, a dozen silver needles shot out, targeting Ye Feng and the others…
“Be careful.”
Feeling the danger approaching, Si Kong Chang Feng pulled Bai Li Dong Jun behind him. As he was about to pull Ye Feng, his pupils widened in shock…
Then there was a series of rapid ‘dink’, ‘dink’ sounds, as if the silver needles were striking against fine steel.
“Body-protecting true energy?”
“How is that possible?!”
“He really is a master!”
“…”
The reactions of those present varied.
Needle Granny was immediately wary. She narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice, “I didn’t expect to see a Zizai Di Jing so young. Who are you?!”
One could use true energy to protect one’s body at the Jingang Fan Jing, but the body-protecting true energy of a Jingang Fan Jing couldn’t stop her needles!
Therefore, Needle Granny assumed that Ye Feng must be at the Zizai Di Jing.
“It’s so obvious, you still can’t tell?”
Ye Feng’s eyes narrowed, and his true energy flowed through his limbs. A powerful sword intent erupted from within, and his momentum reached its peak…
The expressions of those present changed again and again. Following Ye Feng’s words, their minds raced through the young masters on the martial arts list and in the Jianghu, but none of them matched Ye Feng.
The sword intent was vast, and an invisible pressure enveloped everyone’s hearts. Yan Qian Sui’s forehead was beaded with sweat. “Who are you?!”
“I am, of course, a man!”
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【Ding! +100 Emotion Points from…】
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