Ye Feng’s face turned grim, and then he suddenly inhaled sharply. In an instant, a massive current of air emanated from his mouth.
On the stage, a vortex appeared, and endless Poison Powder kept flowing into Ye Feng’s mouth.
Ye Feng’s chest swelled as the Poison Powder continually entered his body.
This Poison Powder might affect a Grandmaster at most, but those who had reached the Legendary realm could easily neutralize it.
Although Ye Feng’s realm had fallen, his strength still far exceeded an ordinary Legend, and naturally, he could neutralize it with ease.
In no ti at all, all the Poison Powder had been drawn into Ye Feng’s body.
"Clap, clap, clap~~" Seeing this, Lu Quan’s eyes showed a smug look as he kept clapping, "Truly worthy of being the Young Master, indeed magnificent. To avoid harming the innocent, you actually drew all the Poison Powder into your own body. However, you are not far from death now. It’s a pity that such a once-in-a-millennium Martial Arts talent..."
"Snap!" But even before Lu Quan could finish speaking, Ye Feng appeared in front of him. Lu Quan had no ti to react as Ye Feng swiftly extended his right hand, grabbed Lu Quan’s neck, and hoisted him up.
"You can still move!" Suddenly, Lu Quan’s face turned pale with fear, feeling utterly incredulous.
After all, it was a highly toxic powder that could paralyze a regular Grandmaster with just a little bit of it—and if one inhaled too much, it would be fatal on the spot.
Yet Ye Feng had absorbed all the powder into his own body.
For a regular Grandmaster, even ten of them would be dead by now. Lu Quan thought that Ye Feng, no matter how exceptionally gifted, should be fully paralyzed by now, but not only was Ye Feng not paralyzed, he was also able to capture him in an instant.
Lu Quan’s face turned even paler with fear, his expression was extraordinarily unsightly.
Ye Feng couldn’t be bothered to answer Lu Quan’s trivial question, looking coldly at him, "Who sent you here? Speak up, and I can make your death quick."
The shock on Lu Quan’s face instantly vanished, replaced by a look of disdain, "Ye Feng, do you think I would co to kill you with just this little preparation? You’re too naive!"
Ye Feng simply shook his head calmly, his tone extrely tranquil, "Does your confidence stem from the assassin over six hundred ters away?"
"How did you know!" Instantly, Liu Quan’s face changed dramatically, completely terrified by Ye Feng!
It was known that the assassin had concealed himself exceptionally well on the rooftop of a building six hundred ters away. These assassins had all learned how to hide their own presence, and at such a distance, even an average peak Grandmaster would struggle to detect them. Yet Ye Feng had managed to notice.
Lu Quan’s composure completely vanished, realizing their position had been exposed long ago.
Ever since Ye Feng obtained the Execution God Ring, he had beco particularly sensitive to sensing Killing Intent. Gone were the days of concealing the Killing Intent over a re six hundred ters, Ye Feng could faintly sense Killing Intent from several miles away.
"Barton, move!" Lu Quan roared.
"Crash~~" In an instant, a window shattered, and a bullet of trendous penetrating power flew toward Ye Feng’s head.
"Spurt~~" Blood splattered.
"Ah~~" Screams echoed throughout the entire gymnasium, and the students let out terrified shouts.
The bullet did not hit Ye Feng; instead, it struck Liu Quan. A shocking hole appeared in Liu Quan’s head, killing him instantly.
Ye Feng looked in the direction from which the bullet had co, his expression remaining eerily calm.
From atop a building six hundred ters away, the assassin Barton peered through an eight-power scope and saw the terrifyingly calm Ye Feng, suddenly feeling as if countless invisible, icy-cold tendrils were entwining him in darkness.
"This man!" Barton broke into a cold sweat, his liver and gallbladder split with fear, and he imdiately discarded all his equipnt to flee.
Inside the gymnasium, as Liu Quan’s life faded, his killing intent dissipated. The Execution God Ring instantly absorbed all the killing intent, converting it into Killing Intent Value, and Ye Feng’s Killing Intent Value rose from 520 to 570.
Ye Feng turned to Zhang Yulong and Principal Shen, who were both pale, and said, "Maintain order here, soone will be on the scene shortly to handle this. This person is likely an international fugitive. I’m going to pursue the accomplice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng transford into a shadow and, in the blink of an eye, disappeared from the gymnasium.
Barton entered a building, kicked down the door of a residence, and went inside. No one was ho, and he quickly made his way to the bedroom. He knew that Ye Feng was a Grandmaster with exceptionally sharp senses and that his own appearance must have been compromised.
Barton swiftly dressed in the hoowner’s clothes and applied makeup to disguise himself.
In no ti, Barton transford from a handso, stern-looking European man into a rugged-looking Asian man.
Barton quickly made his escape straight to the subway station, the most densely packed place with people.
If he mingled with the crowd, especially now that his appearance had changed, it would be very difficult for Ye Feng to find him.
Barton’s technique was extrely professional—it took him less than two minutes to complete the entire process.
The subway arrived, and Barton boarded it. It was midday and relatively busy; the subway was filled with commuters, including many middle and elentary school students. After seeing so many people, Barton finally exhaled in relief.
"Phew~~" Barton settled into his seat and thought to himself, "He shouldn’t be able to find now, should he?"
"Mr. Barton, where might you be heading?" Just then, a voice reached Barton’s ears.
Barton’s body jolted as if struck by a thunderbolt, his heart tensed up imdiately, and his first reaction was to flee, but an arm wrapped silently and suddenly around Barton’s shoulder before he could react.
Barton was on the verge of total collapse, his heart nearly stopped from fright.
At that mont, Barton felt as if he were an insignificant puppy, powerless, being embraced by a massive, bloodthirsty beast that could crush him to death at any mont.
Barton chanically turned his head to look at the man beside him, who was holding a magazine and had his arm around his shoulder, not even sparing Barton a glance.
This man was none other than Ye Feng!
It turned out Ye Feng had been waiting on the subway for Barton all along, and Barton, completely unaware, was now caught by Ye Feng, with no chance of escape!
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