?40: Chapter 40 Strong Body Combat Technique 40: Chapter 40 Strong Body Combat Technique For 2,000 yuan, to be able to buy such a treasure, Ye Feng felt the deal was incredibly worthwhile.

    After purchasing the jade amulet, Ye Feng went to a secluded corner and quietly entered the Chaotic Space.

    Inside the Chaotic Space, Ye Feng used the method from last time, slicing open his finger and letting the blood flow onto the jade amulet.

    Just like last time, as soon as Ye Feng’s blood touched the amulet, it began to frantically absorb his blood, relentless as if it had tasted fresh mint gum and couldn’t stop...

    After enduring for a few minutes, Ye Feng could no longer bear it and collapsed to the ground, fainting.

    But the amulet did not stop its bloodsucking because Ye Feng had fainted—in fact, it became even more voracious after he was out cold.

    Perhaps due to the excessive blood loss, Ye Feng’s complexion turned increasingly pale, and it was at this critical moment that the jade amulet finally ceased its bloodsucking.

    As the color of the amulet turned a deep red, it transformed into a red glow that slowly entered his body through the wound.

    Only after the red glow had wholly entered Ye Feng’s body did his cheeks gradually regain their color, as if nothing had happened to him.

    After lying on the ground for about half an hour, Ye Feng finally opened his eyes.

    Upon waking, he promptly checked his body, and after confirming nothing was missing, he excitedly entered the Disk.

    Indeed!

    Another pattern lit up within the Disk; this was the third pattern to illuminate.

    Strong Body Combat Technique (LV1): The host’s strength, physique, and speed are all greatly enhanced, while also enabling the host to quickly master the Primary Level combat skills.

    After seeing the skill corresponding to the pattern, an image of a man in a white robe suddenly appeared in Ye Feng’s mind.

    The man in Ye Feng’s mind took up a stance and started demonstrating swiftly, sometimes throwing punches, sometimes palm strikes, and then switching to kicks—it was clear that this was the Freestyle Combat Technique capable of quickly subduing enemies.

    The Freestyle Combat Technique was not limited to punches, palms, or kicks.

    Any move that could be used against an opponent could be included in the technique.

    This combat technique was not too difficult; Ye Feng spent more than ten hours in the Space to grasp the essence of the technique.

    Having spent more than ten hours in the Space, only a bit more than an hour had passed outside.

    When Ye Feng exited the Space, it had just reached midday, 12 p.m.

    Since he already had a Life-saving Charm, the urgency Ye Feng felt had subsided, and the search for treasures naturally took a back seat in his mind.

    How does the saying go?

    “Lying in bed and watching the clock, savoring each comfortable second.” That was Ye Feng’s current mindset.

    Without immense pressure, he simply did not know what motivation felt like.

    Just as Ye Feng reached the entrance of the antique market, a group of people surrounded him.

    By their aggressive posture, it was obvious they meant no good.

    Ye Feng was actually amused.

    Having just learned a powerful combat technique, he was looking for an opportunity to practice, and these people conveniently showed up—this attentive service made him feel almost embarrassed.

    “Young Master Zhang has ordered us to capture Ye Feng, and there will be a hefty reward,” the leader, a burly man about 1.8 meters tall, announced loudly after comparing a photo to Ye Feng and ensuring they had the right person.

    Upon hearing there was a substantial reward, the group immediately perked up, lunging towards Ye Feng, who seemed to them like a walking treasure chest—securing him would mean striking it rich.

    But what they never managed to comprehend was the high risk that generally accompanies the potential for high return.

    If earning money was this easy, it would have been snapped up long ago—would it ever be their turn?

    In Ye Feng’s eyes, the group in front of him were all live targets, and the free kind at that.

    With such perfect targets at hand, Ye Feng certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

    He rushed at them with an excited smile, like a man who had just seen a group of naked beauties.

    Grab the wrist, straight kick!

    The first ‘target’ Ye Feng encountered was a tall and skinny cowboy.

    He swiftly grabbed the man’s right arm with his left hand, while his right foot unexpectedly kicked towards the cowboy’s stomach.

    “Ah!”

    The cowboy who got kicked in the stomach screamed miserably and collapsed to the ground, his pale face indicating the severe pain he was in.

    This was the first move in combat skills: grabbing the opponent’s right hand to increase their forward momentum and speed.

    Then, a light kick could inflict massive damage.

    Just now, Ye Feng had only used ten percent of his strength, and yet the cowboy couldn’t handle it.

    If Ye Feng had used his full power, the man would probably be drinking with God by now.

    After dealing with the cowboy, Ye Feng quickly found his second target, a man in a black shirt with a buzz cut.

    Go for the crotch!

    Smash the neck!

    Once the buzz-cut man entered his attack range, Ye Feng’s left hand shaped like a claw, reached at an incredibly fast speed toward the man’s crotch.

    The buzz-cut reacted quite quickly, covering his crotch to guard his ‘little bird’, but he failed to notice his head leaning forward, giving Ye Feng a better chance.

    Seizing the moment, Ye Feng’s right hand struck hard at his neck.

    “Ah!”

    The buzz-cut man who was hit in the neck felt as though his head was about to fall off.

    He quickly clutched his head and fell to the ground, screaming loudly.

    This move was a series of dirty yet practical attacks in combat skills, often catching the enemy off guard.

    Ye Feng had disabled two men with his opening moves, his unstoppable dominance intimidating the group intent on capturing him.

    Seeing how formidable he was, they quickly halted, watching Ye Feng with trepidation.

    “Come on, hurry up!

    What are you waiting for?” Ye Feng was enjoying himself, but when these people refused to approach, he became angry, waving his hand loudly, signaling the worthless lot to attack him.

    “Run!

    He’s too strong; let’s get out of here.” Ye Feng’s shout only made matters worse for his opponents, who immediately panicked.

    Led by one of their own, they turned and ran, their frantic manner like that of someone seeing a monster.

    No wonder, for Ye Feng was more terrifying than any monster right now.

    “Damn, you’re so weak, how do you even survive out here?” Ye Feng raised his middle finger at the fleeing group, speechless.

    Of course, he wouldn’t bother wasting energy to chase them; they weren’t worth the effort.

    He believed that even if he didn’t seek them out, someone would come looking for him.

    Given Zhang Jun’s personality, he surely wouldn’t let this go.

    He might even be on his way here right now.

    PS: I got back late today, so the update is a bit late.

    I hope everyone understands.

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