At such close range, Lin Feng couldn’t unleash his Soul-Chasing Archery. He quickly picked up a standard longsword from the ground and, in an instant, activated the Heaven-Slaughter Blade Technique.
BOOM!
Sparks exploded everywhere!
Lin Feng was sent flying over ten meters back, the soles of his coarse cloth shoes nearly worn through. The skin at the base of his right thumb was torn, and a dull pain echoed through his bones and muscles.
As expected, even with the Heaven-Slaughter Blade Technique, he couldn’t make up the massive gap between a 3rd grade martial artist and a 4th grade martial artist!
However, the one most shocked was the Centurion of the Blood Wolf Army. He clearly knew how powerful that last slash of his had been—strong enough to cleave through metal and stone—yet this kid actually blocked it.
This one absolutely cannot be left alive!
That scene instantly boosted the morale of the surrounding defending soldiers. A mere Grade C soldier had managed to face off against a Centurion of the enemy army.
Was defeating the infamous and terrifying Blood Wolf Army really that impossible?
The Northern Barbarians were nothing special!
“Brother Feng is invincible!” Jiang Yi suddenly shouted, and the entire unit of defenders echoed in unison, praising Lin Feng and lifting their morale.
Only Lin Feng himself felt like swallowing bitter herbs. That kind of praise was a trap!
“System, how many Slaughter Points do I need to upgrade to 4th grade martial artist?”
[Ding! Host needs 100,000 Slaughter Points to upgrade to 4th grade martial artist.]
Got it!
He had just earned over 100,000 Slaughter Points from killing the elite troops of the Blood Wolf Army.
At this moment, Lin Feng had burned all his bridges. If he couldn’t break through to 4th grade martial artist now, the enemy would kill him within three exchanges.
“Upgrade now!”
[Ding! Sorry, Host. After repaying the loan, you only have 35,500 Slaughter Points remaining—insufficient to upgrade to 4th grade martial artist.]
“System, pass along my regards to your parents!”
Lin Feng was furious. This damn system was like a mafia loan shark, collecting its debt on the spot!
Before Lin Feng could recover, the Centurion’s blade came swinging down again.
With thunderous force, it tore through the air!
This strike nearly launched Lin Feng into the sky, slamming him hard against the city wall.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered a few steps before regaining balance.
He looked around for help, but Decurion Wang Erhu was currently battling a 3rd grade martial artist from the enemy side and had no time to assist him. You are reading on novelping . com, the official source.
Wang Erhu caught sight of what just happened from the corner of his eye and was deeply shaken. After chopping down his opponent, he didn’t step forward to help.
Lin Feng, no matter how you’ve gained this strength, today will be your end!
On the other side, the Blood Wolf Army Centurion once again raised his blade. The blood wolf beneath him dug its claws into the ground, preparing to charge.
“Not bad. You managed to take two of my full-force strikes.”
“Kid, I’ll remember you. You remember me too. Come find me for revenge in your next life!”
[Host, would you like to use Pay Later mode? The lice are many, what’s one more? The debts are piling up, what’s one more to fear?]
“Do it!” Lin Feng gritted his teeth.
Hell, the fire’s already at his eyebrows. If he didn’t use it now, he’d die here for sure!
[Ding! Host has borrowed 100,000 Slaughter Points. Successfully upgraded to 4th grade martial artist.]
In that instant, a surge of powerful energy coursed through Lin Feng’s body. Before he could even feel joy, the Centurion’s saber came crashing down with thunderous force.
“Kid, go to hell!”
CLANG!
A sharp metallic clang rang out. The Centurion’s dark eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Lin Feng, who had blocked the killing blow with a broken saber.
This brat had actually survived his fatal strike?
How was this possible?!
Just as the Centurion raised his saber again, a deep horn echoed from the distance.
Then someone within the Blood Wolf Army shouted, “Order from the Commander! Retreat!”
The Centurion clenched his teeth, his saber clanging with frustration. His pitch-black eyes glared hatefully at Lin Feng.
Killing Lin Feng in a short time was now impossible.
He stared deeply at Lin Feng, then sheathed his saber and barked, “Retreat!”
In the blink of an eye, the massive black blood wolf leapt down from the battlement, and countless elite Grade A soldiers of the Blood Wolf Army began fleeing in panic.
Lin Feng didn’t bother tending to his injuries. He grabbed his stone bow, nocked an arrow, and began firing, reaping lives like a grim reaper among the retreating elite forces.
Inspired by Lin Feng, the defending troops fought with renewed vigor, cutting down as many as they could.
Until the battlefield was littered with corpses of Northern Barbarians, only then did they finally stop.
Though the defense was technically a victory, it was a costly one.
Of the 3,000 defenders, nearly one-third had been lost.
As the battle ended, the soldiers surrounded him excitedly.
Jiang Yi wiped the blood off his face and said excitedly, “Brother Feng, I never imagined you had such skills!”
“Forget everything else—just you dueling the Centurion of the Blood Wolf Army, aside from General Pan and the two Centurions, no one else in the entire Yan Pass garrison could match you!”
A tall tree catches the wind. Lin Feng had no intention of becoming a thorn in the side of all those Decurions.
“Don’t say nonsense! I was just desperate, a trapped beast fighting back!”
Even a Grade A soldier who usually looked down on Lin Feng said sincerely, “Brother Lin, no need to be modest. I’ve been stationed at Yan Pass for over ten years, and I’ve never killed as many Northern Barbarians in a day as you did today. From now on, you’re our big brother!”
Everyone swarmed around, lifting the man who had saved all their lives high into the air.
They tossed him up, caught him, and tossed him again.
“Brother Feng!”
“Brother Feng!”
“Brother Feng!”
Amid the cheers, Decurion Wang Erhu walked over with a dark expression.
“The battle just ended, and you’re not cleaning the field? What are you all celebrating for?”
“What if the Blood Wolf Army circles back? How will you handle that?”
“Disperse!”
Everyone knew well that the Northern Barbarians relied on the momentum of a single charge. After suffering repeated setbacks, they wouldn’t be able to regroup for a proper assault anytime soon.
Wang Erhu was just jealous of Lin Feng.
But rank was rank. Most of the defenders were under Wang Erhu’s command, so they had no choice but to put Lin Feng down and reluctantly disperse.
Wang Erhu glared coldly at Lin Feng, unease growing in his heart.
This brat was a total rookie just days ago—not even a 1st grade martial artist.
But judging from his moves just now, he was definitely above 3rd grade. Wang Erhu even suspected Lin Feng might not be limited to just that level.
Moreover, he had fought the Blood Wolf Army’s Centurion evenly. Even he, a Decurion, couldn’t do that!
Now, he was more certain than ever that the disappearance of Song Chun and the others had something to do with Lin Feng.
“Lin Feng, a few days ago, you weren’t even a martial artist. How are you suddenly fighting like a 3rd grade martial artist? And what about your hundred-percent-accurate archery? You gonna explain how you trained that?”
“Let me remind you—if you dare hide anything, I’ll have you dealt with by military law!”