Han Feng nodded.
"Fine."
His hand reached for his waist.
Smug smiles appeared on the faces of the n opposite him.
They thought Han Feng was about to obediently take off his backpack.
But Han Feng’s hand didn’t stop there.
It slid further down.
Landing on the quick-draw holster on his outer thigh.
CLICK.
The large-caliber "Sand Python" pistol was in his hand.
The safety clicked off in an instant.
The entire motion was a blur.
The dark muzzle wasn’t aid at the shouting brute.
Instead, it locked directly onto the distant Cyan-Scaled Giant Lizard.
"Since there’s no room for discussion, you can all get lost."
Han Feng’s tone was calm.
"Those three fruits are mine."
"And this lizard is mine, too."
At the mouth of the valley, the air fell silent for a mont.
The next second, an uproar of derisive laughter erupted.
The five rcenaries were doubled over with laughter.
As if they’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Boss, did you hear that?"
"This student is pointing so piece of junk at the lizard and telling us to get lost!"
"I’m dying of laughter. Are all students this stupid nowadays?"
"Who does he think he’s scaring with a kinetic pistol?"
The burly man in the lead was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes.
He looked at the gun in Han Feng’s hand as if it were a three-year-old’s toy.
In this Martial Arts World, ordinary handguns were useless.
Especially in front of a ridian Passage Realm Martial Artist, it was worse than a fire poker.
Unless it was a heavy-duty, military-grade Spiritual Energy Sniper Cannon.
"Kid, you’ve got guts."
The burly man wiped away his tears, his expression turning cold.
"You want to die? I’ll grant your wish."
He didn’t move to do it himself.
Instead, he shot his companions a look.
"Brothers, pull back!"
"Clear the way."
"Let this top student with his ’Divine Artifact’ go have an intimate mont with the big lizard!"
The n understood instantly.
All five of them retreated at once.
But they didn’t go far.
Instead, they fanned out, sealing off Han Feng and Wang ng’s escape route.
The Cyan-Scaled Giant Lizard was already burning with rage.
When the enemies before it suddenly dispersed, it lost its target.
The next mont, its eyes fixed on two new "snacks" not far away.
ROAR!
With a roar, the ground trembled slightly.
The creature, over five ters long, kicked off with its four limbs.
Its massive body barrelled forward, bringing with it a foul, gale-force wind.
The imnse pressure made Wang ng’s face turn pale.
"Fengzi! We’ve really screwed up this ti!"
Wang ng roared, raising his Giant Axe to et the charge head-on.
He knew that charging in was suicide.
He’d be smashed into a pulp on the spot.
"Don’t block my line of sight."
Han Feng reached out and casually pushed Wang ng aside.
Facing the giant lizard’s charge, he didn’t retreat but advanced.
He took a deliberate step forward.
The thirty-ter distance vanished in a flash.
A faint glow lit up Han Feng’s eyes. [Spiritual Vision] activated.
In his vision, the ferocious giant lizard was instantly deconstructed.
It beca a moving Energy Body.
Its solid scales turned transparent.
Beneath the scales, the beating of its heart, the contraction of its blood vessels, and the paths of its flexing muscles were all clearly visible.
Every single weak point was laid bare.
’Three inches below the neck, the nerve center.’
’Deep inside the left eye socket, the brain’s defenses are weakest.’
Countless data points flashed through his mind.
Han Feng raised his right hand, his wrist steady.
The Qi Blood in his body surged wildly.
The Energy in his ridians, under the transformation of his Sword Bone, was instantly transmuted.
It was no longer re Qi Blood.
It was the power belonging to the [Innate Sword Body]—Sword Qi!
Though faint, this sharp energy flowed down his arm and into the "Sand Python."
It coated the special Tier One Spiritual Energy Armor-Piercing Bullet.
This gun was no longer Mortal Iron.
It was a sword.
A deadly Flying Sword held in Han Feng’s hand.
BANG!
The gunshot rang out.
But the sound wasn’t a bang, it was a sharp whistle.
What erupted from the muzzle wasn’t fla.
But a brilliant streak of silver light!
The giant lizard had just charged within ten ters, its mouth not yet open.
The silver light was already there.
PFFT!
There was no resistance at all.
Before the Sword Qi-infused bullet, the hard cyan scales were as fragile as paper.
The bullet precisely drilled into the white spot beneath the giant lizard’s neck.
That was its nerve center.
This was followed by a muffled crack.
The giant lizard’s massive body suddenly stiffened.
Its forward montum ca to an abrupt halt.
Its front legs gave out, and its body slamd into the ground.
Plowing a deep furrow in the earth.
But the Life Force of a Tier Two Middle Stage creature was terrifying.
Even with its nerve center damaged, it still wasn’t dead.
A blood-curdling hiss escaped its mouth.
Its limbs thrashed wildly, clawing at the ground as it tried to get back up.
Its long tail whipped about madly, pulverizing rocks into dust.
’Not dead yet?’
Han Feng remained expressionless, slightly adjusting his wrist.
BANG!
BANG!
Two more sharp gunshots rang out.
The first shot shattered its left eye.
The second followed the ruined socket and penetrated directly into its brain.
This ti, the Sword Qi detonated completely inside its skull.
The giant lizard’s struggling body arched violently.
Then it crashed heavily to the ground.
Its limbs twitched a few tis, and then it fell silent.
The dust slowly settled.
At the mouth of the valley, there was dead silence.
In the distance, the mbers of the Blazing Fire rcenary Corps, who had been ready to watch a good show, were all stunned.
Each of their jaws was hanging open wide enough to fit a fist inside.
Their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
The team mber who had mocked Han Feng earlier dropped his dagger with a CLANG.
"That... that was a handgun?"
He stamred, his worldview crumbling.
Not even a military-grade Tier Two Spiritual Energy Sniper Rifle could tear through the defenses of a Tier Two Middle Stage Demon Beast so easily!
The burly man’s face was indescribably grim.
He stared intently at the still-smoking "Sand Python" in Han Feng’s hand.
Then he looked at the bloody holes in the giant lizard’s corpse.
Penetrating wounds.
The edges of the wounds weren’t scorched. In fact, they were perfectly smooth.
’What in the world is that weapon?’
A chill ran down the burly man’s spine.
’If that shot had been aid at ...’
’Could my Spiritual Energy Armor have blocked it?’
Han Feng lowered the muzzle and turned around.
His gaze fell upon the rcenaries.
He didn’t speak.
He just raised his hand and casually waved the gun’s muzzle.
As if shooing away a few flies.
The burly man’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Now, in his eyes, the young man was no longer a fat sheep.
But a T-Rex in sheep’s clothing.
"Go!"
The burly man gritted his teeth, forcing out a single word.
His heart was bleeding.
That was three Red Fla Fruits and the corpse of a Tier Two Middle Stage Demon Beast!
But facing such bizarre firepower, he didn’t dare take the risk.
The n from the Blazing Fire Corps fled as if granted amnesty.
In the blink of an eye, they vanished deep into the dense forest.
Only after the group was long gone did Wang ng collapse onto the ground.
He gasped for air, breathing heavily.
"Holy moly..."
Wang ng looked at the mountain-like corpse, then at the gun in Han Feng’s hand.
"Fengzi, is that thing loaded with a nuke? That was insane!"
"Alright, get to work."
Han Feng kicked the giant lizard’s corpse.
"Sa as usual. You handle this big guy, and the three fruits are mine."
"You got it! You rest up, I’ll take care of the rough stuff!"
Having witnessed Han Feng’s power, Wang ng was now completely convinced.
With a powerhouse like this to back him up, he’d do anything he was asked.
Wang ng scurried over enthusiastically and began dissecting the corpse with his Giant Axe.
anwhile, Han Feng walked toward the center of the valley.
On the small, crimson tree, three fruits exuded an enticing aroma.
’A Tier Two Lower Grade Spirit Fruit, the Red Fla Fruit.’
’It refines bone marrow and purifies Qi Blood.’
Information flashed through Han Feng’s mind.
On the Black Market, a single one of these was worth at least two hundred Spirit Coins. Three of them would be six hundred.
Before, he would have picked them to sell for money.
But now...
Without the slightest hesitation, he picked one and tossed it directly into his mouth.
CRUNCH.
The pulp lted the mont it entered his mouth, turning into a scalding hot current.
This current swept through his entire body, frantically burrowing into his bones.
Excruciating pain!
It felt as if countless tiny knives were scraping his bones.
But amidst the pain, Han Feng could feel his bones undergoing a transformation.
The system panel refreshed frantically.
[High-concentration Fire Attribute Spiritual Power influx detected...]
[Guide Energy to accelerate Sword Bone Transformation?]
’Yes!’
Han Feng roared internally.
BOOM!
The violent hot current was instantly captured by a force and tad.
It began to wash over his bones in a regulated pattern.
Faint golden patterns started to appear on his pristine white bones.
The stagnant progress bar began to jump wildly again.
[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 92%... 92.5%... 93%...]
Feeling the surge of power, a sharp glint flashed in Han Feng’s eyes.
Without another word, he plucked the remaining two Red Fla Fruits.
He swallowed them whole, one after another, like eating jelly beans.
If the five rcenaries who had fled saw this, they would probably have coughed up blood from sheer rage on the spot.
The treasure they had fought for with their lives was being eaten by Han Feng like an after-dinner snack.
The overlapping currents of heat made Han Feng feel like he was about to explode.
He sat down cross-legged and activated the [Sword Storage Technique].
He guided the imnse dicinal Power, tempering his Sword Bone again and again.
’Almost there.’
’Just a little bit more.’
His Sword Bone was about to reach Great Success!
In the distance, Wang ng, who was struggling with the lizard’s hide, glanced back.
Han Feng’s entire body was emitting white steam, and his skin was bright red.
Wang ng couldn’t help but shrink back.
’That madman’s Talent, getting stronger just by eating and drinking... he’s a real monster.’
He shook his head, and his hands moved even faster as he continued the dissection.
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