Chapter 40

Dream Cup, Three Rivers Ticket, Recommendation Ticket, One-Stop Service, Begging for Stewed Meat

The two warriors exchanged a glance, nodded, and slowly retreated.

Ye Feng stood on a tree branch, his face cold as he watched the two.

He knew that under the circumstances where the other party was prepared, arrows would be hard to use effectively, especially since these two were Fourth Rank warriors. A bow with a draw weight of two thousand kilograms posed little threat to Fourth Rank warriors. If it weren't for his powerful physical strength, an ordinary person would have no way to deal with them.

In fact, the two warriors were the ones feeling aggrieved. They were three brothers, two Fourth Rank and one Third Rank warriors, and in Green Mountain Town, they were considered top-tier combatants. They had lost a Third Rank warrior without even seeing their enemy, and the two Fourth Rank warriors had to retreat cautiously. Especially when the opponent was a young, inexperienced boy, this made them even more frustrated.

"This young master has no intention of offending. Today, we brothers admit defeat! Please show mercy!"

The two spoke as they retreated.

They had no choice. The other party was in the dark while they were in the open. Although they had blocked the arrow, they knew the danger. If one of them were to be injured, the other would be in serious trouble.

"Haha, since you came, you'll stay!"

Hearing their words, how could Ye Feng let them go? The bow and arrow were ineffective, but he wouldn't let it end there. Since they dared to ambush him, they should be prepared to be counter-attacked.

Moreover, Ye Feng wanted to challenge them. Although they were two Fourth Rank warriors, his physical strength was around four to five thousand kilograms, and with the combat power of a peak Third Rank warrior, one Fourth Rank warrior was definitely no match for him. He needed to test himself against two, but with the "Cun Bu" technique, he had a good chance of escaping if needed.

Ye Feng finished speaking, drew his bow, and shot an arrow. The arrow, carrying a cold light, flew towards the two.

As the arrow was shot, Ye Feng's figure moved like a ghost, leaving afterimages as he charged at the two with a long spear in hand.

The two barely deflected the arrow and saw Ye Feng charging at them, a sinister smile appearing on their faces.

With Ye Feng in the dark and his immense strength, they had no way to deal with him. But now that Ye Feng had revealed himself, if two Fourth Rank warriors couldn't handle a Second Rank warrior, they might as well commit suicide.

"Kill!!"

The two exchanged a glance, advanced instead of retreating, and charged at Ye Feng with their knives, roaring in anger.

Ye Feng had been afraid they would run, but now seeing them charge, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Kill!! Kill!!"

Ye Feng also roared and charged at them.

Ye Feng never imagined that two months ago, he was struggling to reach the Quasi-Warrior realm, but now, two months later, he could face off against Fourth Rank warriors. The thought was exhilarating.

Seeing Ye Feng engage them in direct combat, the two also smiled. A Second Rank warrior at most, not relying on agility to fight them, but choosing to engage in direct combat, would soon realize the gap between Second and Fourth Rank warriors.

"Let's see how a mere Second Rank warrior can handle this!"

The two thought to themselves.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

"Basic Spear Technique, Sweep!"

In an instant, the distance between the two sides was only a few meters. Ye Feng and the two warriors roared simultaneously.

Seeing Ye Feng's sweeping spear, the two sneered inwardly. A Second Rank warrior, no matter how strong, could he be stronger than their Fourth Rank warriors enhanced by spiritual energy? So without hesitation, they raised their knives to block Ye Feng's spear.

Ye Feng had been waiting for this moment. He feared they would dodge, so he didn't use his full strength. Now, seeing them not dodge, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Bad!"

When the two saw Ye Feng's smile, they felt a chill run down their spines, a sense of foreboding spreading in their hearts.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's spear accelerated, and a whistling sound filled the air. The spear's speed seemed to tear through space, the black spear shadow disappearing, leaving only a gust of wind.

The two felt as if they had suddenly gone blind, unable to see the spear, only feeling the fierce wind and the overwhelming aura of danger rising in their hearts.

At this point, it was too late for them to dodge. They could only grit their teeth and raise their knives to block.

"Clang... Clang..."

The spear and knives collided, and the two long knives flew away, shooting into the distance.

The two felt a massive force transmitted through the knives to their bodies, making their arms tingle and a trickle of blood appear at the corners of their mouths. Their internal organs felt displaced, and they were forced to retreat over ten steps.

"Hiss..."

After stabilizing themselves, the two couldn't help but draw a sharp breath. They hadn't sensed any spiritual energy fluctuations from Ye Feng, as if he hadn't used any spiritual energy at all.

Was this possible? A young man of fifteen or sixteen, without using spiritual energy, had pushed back two Fourth Rank warriors with one move? No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't believe it. The only explanation they could think of was that 'Ye Feng possessed a high-level martial technique that could multiply his combat power!'

At this moment, the two realized they had been careless. They had thought Ye Feng was young and at most a Second Rank warrior, so dealing with him would be easy. They hadn't used any martial techniques.

"Is that all you've got?"

Seeing the two swept away by one spear, a faint disdain flashed across Ye Feng's face.

"What? You're asking for death, boy!"

"Thousand Peaks Palm!"

"Rock-Crushing Fist!"

Hearing this, and seeing Ye Feng's appearance, the two roared in anger and charged at him without hesitation.

Ye Feng's appearance was an insult to them. A Fourth Rank warrior being insulted by a Second Rank warrior was unbearable. So, they both used their martial techniques.

As the two attacked, Ye Feng didn't move. When they were close, a strong aura suddenly burst from his body.

"Bad, Third Rank warrior!"

Seeing the aura burst from Ye Feng, the two inwardly cried out. However, they quickly realized they were Fourth Rank warriors and shouldn't be scared by a Third Rank warrior, making their faces even more grim.

"So what if you're Third Rank? Die!"

The two roared, their speed increasing as they charged at Ye Feng.

Only when the two were almost upon him did Ye Feng move. His body swayed left and right, and with the "Cun Bu" technique, their punches and palms grazed his clothes, the wind from their attacks making his clothes flutter, but not touching him.

Ducking their attacks, Ye Feng's speed suddenly increased, and he flashed past them, appearing behind them.

Behind them, Ye Feng turned and thrust his spear. The spear tip suddenly burst with a white cold light, and its speed doubled. With a "Pfft!" sound, the spear pierced the second brother's back, the tip emerging from his chest.

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Feng threw the second brother off the spear, who was already dead.

At this moment, only the eldest brother remained. Seeing his brother's gruesome death, his heart raced, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Two Fourth Rank warriors against a Third Rank warrior, and one was killed in a single move. How could he not be terrified?

"Run!"

The eldest brother, for some reason, had the urge to flee. It was as if he was facing not a Third Rank warrior but a Fifth or Sixth Rank warrior.

"Rock-Crushing Fist!" With this thought, he couldn't suppress it and turned to attack Ye Feng fiercely.

Ye Feng, a Third Rank warrior, didn't dare to be careless. Martial techniques were unpredictable, and he couldn't say how much power they could unleash.

"Uh..." But the sudden scene made Ye Feng pause. The man, just as he was about to attack, suddenly turned and ran.

Ye Feng's agility was formidable. Although he was a Third Rank warrior, his strength was no less than a Fourth Rank warrior. He hadn't seen the man's martial technique, but with such wealth, it couldn't be bad. So why wasn't he running now?

"Want to run? Hmph!" Ye Feng paused, then coldly snorted and chased after him.

"Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh!!"

As Ye Feng moved, the fleeing warrior suddenly turned, flicked his wrist, and a large cloud of dark light enveloped Ye Feng.

"Bad, it's poisonous!" Seeing the dark light and smelling the faint stench, Ye Feng inwardly cried out.

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