Because Lao Chang was making his move from behind, he couldn't see Xiao Feng's expression at that mont.
However, that wasn't important.
What mattered was that he was getting closer and closer to Xiao Feng.
A fierce look flashed in Lao Chang's eyes as he moved his hand with the dagger downwards, aiming for Xiao Feng's waist.
He wasn't inexperienced in stabbing people, so he knew that stabbing from behind could accidentally hit vital organs, potentially leading to death.
Choosing the waist enabled him to incapacitate without causing death, achieving both goals.
However, just as his dagger was about to touch Xiao Feng, his vision suddenly blurred.
"Pu!"
"Pu!"
The sound of two blade tips piercing through flesh echoed almost simultaneously.
Lao Chang looked at Tiger, and Tiger stared back at Lao Chang. Then they both looked down and saw the daggers embedded in their bodies, a surreal feeling washed over them, as if they were experiencing a terrifying nightmare.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Both opened their mouths wide, letting out piercing screams of agony.
Now it was certain.
This wasn't a dream because dreams don't co with such vivid pain.
Everyone halted their actions, staring blankly at Lao Chang and Tiger, completely unable to fathom what had happened.
How could these two end up killing each other?
Furthermore, what kind of deep-seated hatred or coincidental precision could lead to both stabbing each other at the sa ti?
After a while, Lao Chang was gasping for air and gazed at Xiao Feng not far to his right, gritting his teeth, "You, you have such speed... why pretend you can't beat us?"
This question was easy to understand because most people have, to so extent, experienced "pretending to be weak to catch enemies off guard."
The feeling is indeed highly addictive.
But Lao Chang's intuition told him that Xiao Feng wasn't addicted to this deceit, but had other reasons.
"I told you before, I need practice. Is it hard to understand what practice ans?" Xiao Feng said inexplicably, "It's like buying a new phone, you have to understand what features it has.
Then, gradually and slowly beco familiar with them until you can use them proficiently, right?"
Upon hearing this, over twenty people present recalled their phones being taken away and replaced with cheap items like scissors and kitchen knives.
Although their phones were eventually returned, the incident was unforgettable, having happened not long ago.
They didn't know if Xiao Feng deliberately used phones as an example to disgust them, but they were indeed disgusted.
"You two can choose to keep watching or go to the hospital now, while the rest continue and attack together."
Xiao Feng waved his hand, his tone relaxed, as if he completely didn't consider almost being stabbed a big deal.
And indeed, it wasn't a big deal. If he had been stabbed in a good state, Xiao Feng thought he might as well not live.
"Co on, keep coming, what are you all standing around for?" Xiao Feng urged impatiently.
Those around exchanged glances, feeling a strong urge to cry. What the hell should they continue with?
But from the look of Xiao Feng, not continuing to spar with him didn't seem to be an option.
Monts later, soone finally shouted and rushed at Xiao Feng, but from the movent and running posture, it was clear they weren't serious, like extras on a film set.
Xiao Feng frowned and gave a gentle push, and the person cooperatively staggered back a few steps, sitting down with an exaggerated scream, "Ah!"
"..." Xiao Feng.
Brother, are you that afraid people can't tell you're acting?
The practice plan was now in jeopardy, almost at a standstill.
On closer thought, it wasn't hard to understand their lack of commitnt.
In written works, protagonists often beco more valiant against strong foes, even defeating them against all odds.
However, in reality, faced with strong opponents, most people's reaction is to feel despair and simply give up.
This reasoning is like asking children in poor mountainous regions to compete with the richest heir to see who has more money.
"You can't go on like this. From now on, if anyone still wants to act in front of , don't bla for going all out." Xiao Feng threatened directly.
This was the only option; his aim was to quickly adapt to new combat styles, not to select actors with the best performance.
If it wasn't a real fight, how could he improve his proficiency?
Hearing this, those around felt desperate. They couldn't win in a real fight, and they weren't allowed to act either. How were they supposed to survive?
Half a minute later, soone took the lead.
And supporting each other to the door, both with daggers stuck in their abdons, Lao Chang and Tiger looked back at the scene of renewed fighting in the yard.
They exchanged glances and suddenly felt that getting stabbed might not be such a bad thing after all.
...
About forty minutes later, the practice plan finally ca to an end.
Around Xiao Feng, there was no one left standing. They were all lying on the ground, exhausted like dead dogs, sweating and panting heavily.
"Thanks for your hard work, everyone. Hurry back, wash up, and get so sleep. Oh, and pass a ssage to Bi Quan, ask him to find so stronger opponents as soon as possible." Xiao Feng said calmly, without so much as a hint of breathlessness.
Upon hearing this, those around brightened up imdiately, filled with a rush of emotion, finally allowed to escape!
"Thank you, thank you!"
As they expressed their gratitude, everyone supported each other, dashing for the door as if in a sprint, desperately afraid of falling behind even a little and being detained by Xiao Feng for more practice.
As Xiao Feng said, his "proficiency" at this stage was nearly maxed out, and he needed to switch to more advanced opponents.
Where would these elite opponents co from?
Of course, they would co from Bi Quan.
Xiao Feng glanced at the room where Lin Jiaxuan was, then stepped inside and asked, "How's the situation?"
"There's still more waiting required. Her current condition doesn't match what my grandfather's notes recorded." Sun Shijie said with a heavy expression, "For instance, the notes ntioned that seniors who took the Eternal Darkness Flower repeatedly begged others present to end their lives.
This indicates that the senior at least had so consciousness, but she is exhibiting signs of unconsciousness, which is a significant discrepancy."
"Could it be due to gender differences?" Zhao Guo'an speculated, "So special drugs produce different, sotis opposite, effects when consud by different genders."
"Without any docunted records, any hypothesis could be true, but could also just be a hypothesis…" Sun Shijie sighed, "For now, we can only feel our way across the river."
Everyone present felt their hearts sink. This ant that Lin Jiaxuan, whose survival was already in jeopardy, now faced even bleaker prospects.
After all, this wasn't a ga where death could be followed by resurrection and retries.
No one dared to assu what the margin for error was; it could be three to five tis or perhaps just once.
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