CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: KILL YOU WITH A GLANCE

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

Back when Luo Feng left the academy, he had already allowed the Dragon Meridian Wheel inside his body to go dormant, making his cultivation appear to remain in the late phase of the Iron Bone Realm, as a fifth-grade Martial Artist. As he spoke, Luo Feng reached out and held the Tiger Soul Saber in his hand.

The Martial Artist in the green robe before him had his vital energy and blood circulating among his five internal organs; it was vigorous and immense. His eyes, sharp and piercing as a blade, opened and closed, exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Luo Feng sensed that the opponent’s cultivation was superior to his own. It was in the middle phase of the God Bravery Realm, the sixth grade. Moreover, he even perceived a strand of murderous intent from the opponent...

"Who I am doesn’t matter. All you need to know is that I’m here to take your life," said the Martial Artist in green.

He stood in the field of grass with a sneering smile and watched Luo Feng with cold eyes.

Luo Feng’s gaze turned slightly cold. "I don’t seem to know you."

"Heh, don’t you understand the principle of taking money to eliminate disasters for others?" The green-robed Martial Artist stepped towards Luo Feng.

WHOOSH, WHOOSH...

At the same time, two more black-robed Martial Artists emerged from the sea of grass on either side, forming a triangular encirclement with Luo Feng trapped in the middle.

Do they intend to encircle and kill me?

Luo Feng glanced at the two black-robed Martial Artists behind him, raised an eyebrow, and a trace of a sneer flashed deep in his eyes.

"So, that’s how it is."

Luo Feng nodded, looked at the Martial Artist in green, shook his head, and laughed, "What a pity..."

"What’s the pity?" The Martial Artist in green was somewhat curious, seeing Luo Feng showing no fear in the face of their trio.

"It’s a pity you earn money with your lives, but you won’t live to spend it." Holding the Tiger Soul Saber, Luo Feng squinted at the green-robed Martial Artist, a faint smile on his lips.

The other two black-robed Martial Artists were merely in the late phase of the Iron Bone Realm, fifth grade. They were not worth mentioning at all. Only the man in green could pose a slight pressure on him, but that was all. With his current strength, a Martial Artist in the middle phase of the God Bravery Realm, the sixth grade, was nothing to him.

The trio was taken aback upon hearing Luo Feng’s words.

Luo Feng ignored their reaction, casually picked his ear, and said to the black-maned horse beside him, "However, I’m in a good mood today. If you can tell me who’s behind this, maybe I’ll let you go..."

"HAHAHAHA..."

A burst of laughter erupted.

"This kid must have been scared silly by Big Brother..." One of the middle-aged, black-robed Martial Artists pointed at Luo Feng and began to cough from laughing so hard.

"Even if he’s not crazy, he must be close to it. To dare to speak to Big Brother like this, a kid like him, I can take care of him with one hand!"

The green-robed Martial Artist on the other side also smirked, not bothering to hide his disdain, and leisurely walked towards Luo Feng.

He had a clear understanding of Luo Feng’s situation. Although Light Martial Arts could be a bit tricky, Luo Feng’s cultivation, merely at the late phase of the Iron Bone Realm, offered no chance of turning the tables against him.

"Kill!"

The two black-robed Martial Artists got within fifty meters of Luo Feng and suddenly shouted, drawing their Longswords and lunging at Luo Feng in an instant.

These men were obviously experienced assassins. Despite their disdain for Luo Feng’s apparent arrogance, they did not underestimate him.

WHOOSH!

For two Martial Artists at the late phase of the fifth-grade Iron Bone Realm, crossing fifty meters took only the blink of an eye.

In a flash, the duo had already rushed before Luo Feng, their faces contorted in malicious grins.

"Die!"

WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH...

The dazzling glow of the two Longswords formed a dense sword net, completely blocking Luo Feng’s path.

The duo’s purpose was simple: to push Luo Feng back toward the green-robed Martial Artist!

The strongest of them, the green-robed Martial Artist, stopped, holding his Longsword, waiting for Luo Feng to draw near so he could land a fatal blow.

However, a surprising scene unfolded.

Facing the overlapping layers of sword light, Luo Feng did not retreat. In fact, he fearlessly charged forward to meet their blades!

"Could it be that he knows he’s doomed today and plans to give up? Or does he have another motive..."

The green-robed Martial Artist looked puzzled. Watching Luo Feng’s fearless eyes, a trace of unease flashed in his heart.

Seeing Luo Feng and the two black-robed Martial Artists rapidly approaching, the green-robed Martial Artist shook his head and chuckled, "What am I worried about? He’s just a kid in the late phase of the Iron Bone Realm. There’s no way he could be a match for two late-phase Iron Bone Realm Martial Artists."

The green-robed Martial Artist exhaled, convinced of Luo Feng’s inevitable death. He watched Luo Feng calmly, waiting for the moment he would be dismembered by their chaotic blades.

WHOOSH!

Luo Feng charged towards the two black-robed Martial Artists and swung his saber without using any Martial Arts.

ROAR...

The Tiger Soul Saber, carrying a sound like a roaring tiger, descended upon the two men.

CRASH!

Saber and swords clashed. The rain-like curtain of sword light shattered without a doubt. The black-robed Martial Artist at the front had his Longsword instantly broken into several pieces. The Tiger Soul Saber, its momentum undiminished, transformed into a long streak of light amidst the black-robed Martial Artist’s shocked and furious roar, and slashed down!

SQUELCH!

The black-robed Martial Artist’s entire body was torn in two by the Tiger Soul Saber. His eyes, still blinking, looked at Luo Feng with unwillingness before he fell backward with a thud.

The power of Luo Feng’s casual slash was now equivalent to a perfected Reheavy Saber Technique, almost like a Yellow Grade Middle-Rank Martial Arts technique! Coupled with his extraordinarily robust physique, the power of that slash had already surpassed that of a typical Yellow Grade Middle-Rank Martial Arts technique!

These two black-robed Martial Artists, with only late-phase Iron Bone Realm cultivation, stood no chance of resisting it.

"How is this possible! What kind of monster are you!"

The other black-robed Martial Artist, following behind, had his face sprayed with warm blood. He froze for a moment, staring at Luo Feng as if looking at a monster, his eyes red with rage. He roared, "I’ll kill you!"

SWISH!

The tip of his Longsword trembled. The black-robed Martial Artist, as if possessed, clenched his teeth and charged at Luo Feng with his Longsword, heedless of his own life.

"Chen Er! Stop!" shouted the green-robed Martial Artist from the side, seeing Chen Er continue his attack on Luo Feng, a mix of shock and anger in his voice.

Luo Feng’s previous slash had made it clear to the green-robed Martial Artist that Luo Feng’s strength was not as simple as it appeared! That Saber Technique had seemed simple and unadorned; even the green-robed Martial Artist hadn’t thought much of it at first. But now, reflecting on it, he realized the terror of Luo Feng’s slash! That slash already possessed a kind of intent realm of returning to simplicity. Although the green-robed Martial Artist couldn’t discern exactly what it was, he was certain that anyone capable of executing such a profound slash must have achieved an extremely high level of Saber Technique cultivation!

Unfortunately, the black-robed Martial Artist had now completely lost his sanity. He didn’t hear the green-robed Martial Artist’s words at all and just continued his desperate attack on Luo Feng.

Facing this frenzied assault, Luo Feng stood as steady as a mountain, motionless, and once again, casually slashed out.

CRACK!

This slash broke through the black-robed Martial Artist’s sword light. The saber’s edge deviated slightly, slashing out at an angle.

"Ah!"

The black-robed Martial Artist’s entire left shoulder was severed by the Tiger Soul Saber, and blood gushed out.

Luo Feng didn’t even look as he unleashed another deadly slash. The air, compressed to its limit by the saber’s edge, emitted an ear-piercing sound!

"Ah! Don’t kill me!"

The remaining black-robed Martial Artist, his face deathly pale, let out a shrill scream like a woman’s. He clutched his profusely bleeding left shoulder and retreated desperately.

Just as Luo Feng was about to pursue, a thought flashed through his mind. A chilling smile curled his lips. His gaze fell on the rapidly retreating black-robed Martial Artist. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, a bone-piercing coldness that seemed to penetrate one’s very soul!

"Die!"

Luo Feng stared into the black-robed Martial Artist’s eyes and coldly uttered the single word.

SPURT!

The fleeing black-robed Martial Artist, his face contorted, looked at Luo Feng as if he had seen something utterly terrifying. His body trembled, he violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then, with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, dead.

"It actually worked..." Luo Feng muttered, looking at the fallen black-robed Martial Artist, slightly taken aback.

Originally, he had only wanted to test the power of his aura; he hadn’t expected to actually scare the Martial Artist to death.

Of course, Luo Feng also knew very well that his own strength was far from the level where he could kill with a mere glance. Moreover, his opponent was a Martial Artist with late-phase Iron Bone Realm cultivation. The black-robed Martial Artist had already been gravely injured and, consumed by fear, had lost all courage to resist. It was only due to this confluence of circumstances that Luo Feng had managed to kill with a look.

"Kid, you’ve hidden your strength well!"

The green-robed Martial Artist strode over. He glanced at the dead black-robed Martial Artist, his expression dark. Gritting his teeth, he said to Luo Feng, "Your strength is actually at the peak of the early God Bravery Realm! I misjudged you!"

"Heh, it’s too late for regrets now," Luo Feng chuckled, resting the Tiger Soul Saber on his shoulder.

"Hmph! Lad, don’t get cocky! I, Su Laohu, have never feared anyone. Today, you won’t escape!"

The green-robed Martial Artist’s words were icy. His meticulously planned scheme, which he had believed to be foolproof, had unexpectedly cost him two capable subordinates in an instant! He would naturally make Luo Feng pay for this loss.

SWISH!

Su Laohu waved his hand, retrieving two foot-long bundles from his back. With a forceful shake, the wrappings burst open, revealing a strange weapon.

It was a pair of steel claws, a foot long. Each of the five fingers was like a sword, slightly curved, resembling iron hooks!

"This weapon..." Luo Feng muttered, looking at the pair of steel claws in Su Laohu’s hand, his eyebrows furrowed.

A thought had just flashed through his mind, but he hadn’t quite grasped it.

Seeing Luo Feng’s dazed expression, Su Laohu assumed he was frightened by his weapon and laughed heartily.

"HAHAHA... Kid, so you do know fear! This is my signature weapon, the Soul Hooking Silver Claws! Fifty-five Martial Artists have died to these ’Soul Hooking Silver Claws,’ and you will be the fifty-sixth!"

"Soul Hooking Silver Claws... So you’re the infamous ’Night Tiger’ of the rtiad!" Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had heard the name Night Tiger mentioned in a tavern. The Night Tiger was a notorious figure in the Qingfeng Town area. Originally, Su Laohu practiced Swordsmanship. Later, he somehow obtained a Yellow Grade High-Rank Martial Arts manual, ’Crescent Claw Technique,’ and switched to Claw Technique, causing his strength to skyrocket. Of course, it wasn’t his strength that made the Night Tiger infamous, but his vile deeds. This man would do anything for money, engaging in all sorts of shady activities. That’s how he earned the moniker Night Tiger!

"Since you’ve heard of my name, why don’t you just obediently accept your death! I’m not afraid to tell you, your beautiful instructor was injured by my hand. Last time, she was lucky and managed to escape from me. However, you won’t be so fortunate today!"

Su Laohu chuckled maliciously, completely oblivious to Luo Feng’s face, which had turned so grim it looked as if water could drip from it.