C14 Profound Rank Martial Skill

"Stop pretending. You don't look like a rich young lady from a rich family. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have a guard."

"Pfft. This young lady entered the Great Black Forest to hunt a Low Grade Demonic Beast, the Flame Tiger, the weakest of the Low Grade Demonic Beasts. And you still want to bring a guard? Are you stupid?" The unruly girl shouted angrily.

Ye Feng naturally scoffed at her. If it wasn't for him delaying the Flame Tiger, the tiger would have chased her to the ends of the earth.

"You, what kind of expression is that? Haha, it seems that you don't believe that this young lady has the strength?" The unruly girl laughed in anger. A dense murderous aura flashed above her head. However, after her chest heaved up and down, she forcefully calmed down and quickly threw out a dry yellow book. "This young lady can't give you a hundred taels of gold. It's not that I don't have it, it's just that I didn't bring it with me. Seeing that you have a body of brute strength, but have never learned any martial skills, I'll let you have it."

"What the hell is this?" Ye Feng reached out and took it. The dry yellow book was thin, and there were four words on it, "Hundred Beast King Fist."

"What the hell is this? A country bumpkin like you has no experience. The Hundred Beast King Fist is a Profound Rank martial skill passed down by this young lady. Its value is far above a hundred taels of gold. Not to mention a hundred taels, even a thousand taels wouldn't be able to buy it." The unruly girl raised her head and said arrogantly.

"Profound Rank? Why don't you say Heaven Rank? You little girl just like to brag. Forget it, forget it. I, Ye Feng, won't bully women. I'll just accept it. This tiger is yours. It's settled." Ye Feng shook his head and left with the dry yellow book in his hands.

"Your name is Ye Feng?"

"If you have the ability, stop right there!"

"Stinking Ye Feng, Ye Feng, you actually said that I love to boast?"

"Hmph, don't let me see you in the Royal City!"

She stomped her feet and cursed as she watched Ye Feng's back disappear into the distance. Only when the figure in the forest completely disappeared did she reluctantly pout her lips and walk towards the corpse of the Flame Tiger. She angrily stretched out her long and fair right hand.

On her index finger was an inconspicuous bronze-colored ring.

With a shake of her wrist, the bronze-colored ring slightly shone, and the tiger corpse that was several meters long and thousands of kilograms on the ground immediately disappeared. After that, she glared in the direction where Ye Feng had left, as if she was still annoyed. Her expression turned cold as she rushed in the opposite direction.

If Ye Feng saw that scene, he would definitely believe the words of the unruly girl. Because, if someone could afford to use a Storage Ring, it was not a big deal to casually take out a Xuan level martial skill and give it to someone.

Not far from the entrance of the Great Black Forest, Zhao Huo and the other two were wandering around like headless flies.

"Brother Huo, that trash must be dead, and his corpse is nowhere to be found. That's why there is no trace of him." Beside Zhao Huo, the monkey-faced Zhao Yong gloated, "I have been searching for him for two days, but I didn't even see a ghost. This trash must have met a fierce beast the moment he entered. Otherwise, I, Zhao Yong, would have already taken his head."

"Let's go out. Let's not waste time."

Zhao Huo's expression was also uncertain. Before coming here, Zhao Tianle had instructed that he must let this trash, Ye Feng, come in and out. Although he hadn't seen Ye Feng's corpse yet, he believed that his corpse should be gone. It could be considered to have completed the mission that the Deacon had given him.

"Let's go. Damn it, this trash is lucky to have been eaten by a fierce beast. Otherwise, if he fell into my hands, he would definitely be tortured to death. After we go out, when the Deacon gets tired of playing with Hua Ling, he will definitely give us brothers a chance to play with her." Zhao Huo laughed lewdly and shouted. When he thought of Hua Ling's appearance and figure, Zhao Huo had an impulse to not be able to restrain himself.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly jumped. A familiar figure appeared not far away from the two of them.

The person in front of them was dressed in tattered clothes, and his body was emitting a pungent smell of blood. His young face had a trace of coldness, and it was obvious that he had heard what Zhao Huo had just said. It was the trash that they had been looking for all this time — Ye Feng.

"Hah … This trash, why isn't he dead yet?"

At first glance, when he saw Ye Feng emerging from the forest, Zhao Huo was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes revealed a cat playing with a mouse expression.

He was not dead.

If he was not dead, then he could play with him.

The two of them swaggered over.

A cold aura surged out from Ye Feng's eyes, and a cold killing intent rushed out of his body. Previously, he had only focused on raising his strength, and had forgotten about killing Zhao Huo and the others. He didn't expect that these few fellows would actually gather here to look for him.

He actually dared to have ideas about Hua Ling.

Then he can't blame himself for being cruel.

Both of them must die!

"Trash, do you know why we are staying here to wait for you?" Zhao Huo's face was filled with disdain as he stopped Ye Feng.

"Because you want to die!" Ye Feng shouted coldly. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked down at the two of them. In an instant, his fist swept out, and his figure also charged towards the two of them.

"Aiya, f * ck, f * ck …"

"You still dare to attack me first?"

Zhao Yong, who was standing in front, had blue veins bulging on his face. He threw out a punch that contained 500 to 600 kilograms of strength. Obviously, he did not show any mercy. The fierce wind from his fist was like a hot knife cutting through butter. In the blink of an eye, it had reached Ye Feng.

"Kill this trash and bring his head to the Deacon." Zhao Huo clamored.

Ye Feng's eyes revealed a trace of ridicule.

Boom …

Both fists collided, and the air was filled with dust and stones. Ye Feng did not move at all, but Zhao Yong's fist was bleeding. His body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was ruthlessly thrown more than ten meters away.

"Ah …" He let out a miserable cry. He felt as if his fist had hit a steel plate. The pain was so intense that the bones in his right arm had clearly broken.

"How is this possible? How can this trash have such a strong power? I was actually injured by a trash! " Zhao Yong looked at his fist in disbelief. The blood on his fist and the intense pain he felt made him unable to believe it.

Beside him, Zhao Huo was also dumbstruck. Ye Feng was known as a piece of trash. Even if he had awakened his Martial Vein two days ago, he only had one Martial Vein. How could he suddenly defeat Zhao Yong, who had been in the Tiger Strength Stage for several years, with a single punch, while he himself was not injured at all?

Ye Feng's hair danced lightly, and his clothes fluttered. His eyes stared at Zhao Huo, who did not dare to move rashly.

"Today, I will let you know who is the real trash." His lips parted slightly as he laughed coldly.

"You … Go to hell!" Zhao Huo was flustered and exasperated. A short sword had already appeared in his hand, and he suddenly stabbed it towards Ye Feng's chest.

Swoosh …

His attack was fast, and the sword's momentum was like a rainbow. He could be considered as one of the more powerful people in the younger generation of Zhao Family Manor. Although he was only practicing the most basic basic sword technique, he was still a martial technique.

The sword qi pierced through the bones, and Ye Feng frowned. He slightly turned his body to dodge the sword.

"Go! Kill this trash."

Zhao Yong, who was injured, also pulled out his saber with his left hand and rushed towards Ye Feng. The blade flashed, and he thought that killing Ye Feng would be a piece of cake. However, all of a sudden, his pupils contracted, and he suddenly lost sight of Ye Feng.