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Chapter 292: The Battle Begins, But It’s Just a Small Group

Chapter 292: The Battle Begins, But It’s Just a Small Group

The camera returns to the arena.

With the referee’s signal, five individuals, excluding Bai Tiantian, surround Xiao Feng from four different directions.

"Did everyone notice? Bai Tiantian stands at the edge of the arena, seemingly uninterested in joining the attack. Does she find a five-on-one too boring?" the commentator starts to narrate the changes in the arena.

At this moment, Xiao Feng activates his psychic powers.

His psychic powers act like countless eyes, focusing on the four individuals.

Of course, Bai Tiantian is no exception.

In fact, Xiao Feng is more worried about Bai Tiantian.

This girl might unexpectedly strike a sneaky blow.

Xiao Feng checks and sees that the Iron Tank is negligible, only possessing greater strength and endurance.

As for the Wind Demon...

Xiao Feng doesn’t know his exact methods, so he directly envelopes him with psychic power.

Since psychic power is invisible, the commentator doesn’t know how to describe Xiao Feng’s current state.

But in the next moment, Wind Demon erects a wind wall.

"It’s started! Wind Demon has erected a wind wall, a defensive skill. Has Xiao Feng already started attacking with his psychic powers?" the commentator excitedly says.

At this moment, Wind Demon reveals a sinister smile, while Xiao Feng is slightly shocked.

This wind wall is peculiar; it can even block psychic powers.

Next, Wind Demon waves his hands, sending blades of wind shooting towards Xiao Feng.

Wind Demon’s action triggers the battle on the field.

Iron Tank tears off his shirt, revealing skin that reflects a metallic luster.

Sword God Zuo Bufan, with a flying sword, stabs towards Xiao Feng.

Spear King Zhao Tianlong, with a two-meter-long spear in his hands, also strikes at Xiao Feng with unmatched momentum.

Surrounded from all sides, Xiao Feng faces attacks from every direction.

And at this moment, Bai Tiantian makes her move!

She flies above Xiao Feng, shattering the space overhead.

A powerful spatial storm rages within the black hole.

Front, back, left, right, and above are completely sealed off.

Then, Bai Tiantian shouts, and the shattered space, like collapsing mountains, rapidly sweeps towards Xiao Feng.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng’s expression gradually becomes serious.

These people’s attacks leave no room for mercy, seemingly intent on killing him.

In that case, no need for politeness!

Xiao Feng licks his dry lips.

His gaze swiftly turns to Sword God Zuo Bufan.

"Sword God? I wonder if you’ve comprehended the essence of the sword to dare call yourself a Sword God?"

While speaking, the Dragon Head Saber slashes through the air.

"Slaughter Blade Essence!"

"Evil Buddhist Three Cuts, First Form!"

[Slaughter Blade Essence: Subtle

Slaughter, death, all beings are souls under the saber, meat on the chopping block.

Can be applied to any saber technique, increasing its lethality by fifty percent.]

[Evil Buddhist Three Cuts: First Form: Releases three saber qi, causing fatal damage to anything within a twenty-meter straight line]

The saber qi howls, bringing death like a sweeping wind.

Sword God Zuo Bufan is immediately shocked.

None in the arena are ancient martial artists.

They didn’t understand at all what Xiao Feng’s move meant, the chilling intent it carried.

"A martial artist! He’s actually a martial artist too!"

"And that’s... the intent of the blade! He has actually comprehended the intent of the blade! Such a powerful intent of the blade!"

Shocked, Sword God Zhuo Bufan could only do one thing.

Retrieve his flying sword and defend with all his might!

Bang bang bang!

Three waves of blade intent.

The first wave struck Zhuo Bufan’s flying sword.

Fortunately, the flying sword was retracted in time to block the first wave of blade qi.

Bang!

The second wave, Zhuo Bufan’s flying sword was knocked away.

Bang!

The third wave. The blade qi hit Zhuo Bufan’s chest.

The Slaughter Blade Intent, triggering the slaughter.

A fifty percent chance of causing death, a toss-up between life and death.

Alas, Zhuo Bufan was unlucky.

He triggered the lethal aspect of this blade intent.

Zhuo Bufan’s body stayed frozen in place.

The next moment, he collapsed with a thunderous fall!

At this moment, danger lurked everywhere.

Before the surrounding audience could erupt into cheers.

Xiao Feng moved again.

Because the several blades of wind from the Wind Demon had arrived.

And now, with Bai Tiantian smashing the space, Xiao Feng also had to move from his spot.

The next moment, Xiao Feng suddenly dashed.

Dodging the blades of wind and also avoiding the shattered space.

When he reappeared, Xiao Feng was already behind the Iron Tank.

Iron Tank, as a combat experienced warrior, turned his head the moment Xiao Feng appeared.

"Seems like this is not a brainless youngster!"

Xiao Feng revealed a mocking smile.

At this moment, the commentator finally reacted from the series of attacks just now.

"My God! What just happened?"

"Sword God Zhuo Bufan is dead!"

"What kind of move did Xiao Feng use just now? He managed to hit the flying sword with one strike, knock the flying sword away with another, and with one more... killed Sword God Zhuo Bufan!"

"A martial artist, also an evolved being, Sword God Zhuo Bufan, didn’t even get to use his proud swordsmanship before he died!"

...

...

Inside the Qianxuan office.

The leader of the Seven Killings suddenly widened his eyes.

Beside him, Qianxuan didn’t show any surprise.

As if all this was expected.

"As far as I know, you couldn’t possibly kill Zhuo Bufan in one move!"

Sitting in the boss chair, lighting a cigar, Qianxuan spoke indifferently.

"Gulp!"

The leader of the Seven Killings swallowed.

"How... how is this possible!"

"Did you see clearly what just happened?"

Qianxuan asked indifferently.

"It’s the blade intent! He took out a weapon resembling a kitchen knife, he is also a martial artist!"

Despite the shock, the leader of the Seven Killings had clearly seen the series of attacks just now.

The view returns to the fighting arena.

When Xiao Feng appeared behind the Iron Tank and then put away the Dragon Head Knife.

To deal with a martial artist, he used blade techniques.

So how to deal with the Iron Tank?

Xiao Feng twisted his neck, making crackling sounds.

Then he clenched his fist, producing a bone-cracking sound.

"Activate! The Heart of Machinery!"

Crack crack crack!

The Heart of Machinery began to spin rapidly.

Powerful strength was transmitted from the heart throughout the entire body.

Waving his fist at the Iron Tank, Xiao Feng showed a mocking smile.

"What is Xiao Feng doing? He actually put away his weapon and is waving his fists at the Iron Tank?"

"Is this a provocation? Does he intend to defeat the Iron Tank with strength?"

"The tenth-level Iron Tank, with a body of steel, possesses infinite strength, going head-to-head with him is like hitting a stone with an egg!"

...

But the next moment, Xiao Feng burst out like a tornado.

Indeed, he smashed his fist forward.

Just before reaching the Iron Tank, Xiao Feng jumped up.

His right fist, smashed down fiercely.

It’s a provocation, an insult!

The Iron Tank has never suffered such a great insult.

"Roar!"

The Iron Tank roared, bending his lower body, bracing his feet on the ground, his fists shot out like cannonballs towards Xiao Feng.

A clash of strength against strength.

The powerful forces collided, creating tiny cracks in space around the center of their fists.

Boom!

The fists collided, and the force swept outwards, forming a powerful shockwave.

Accompanied by a cracking sound.

The Iron Tank was knocked to the ground, his entire body smashed into the earth.

Silence, a deathly silence engulfed the arena.