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Praise and scorn alike enter the ears, the heart remaining as calm as a still mirror.
After Chu Feng's "Essence" attribute had been strengthened to 20, his five senses became extremely sharp, allowing him to hear whispers within a hundred meters.
With the obsession in his heart now gone, his state of mind had also reached the realm of "all things surround the body without entering the heart."
After practicing a set of Saber Techniques, he didn't feel the slightest fatigue.
He immediately began the second round, then the third round...
Until a line of small text appeared before his eyes:
[Demon-Slaying Saber Technique proficiency has reached 100% of the current realm, breakthrough possible!]
Chu Feng's mouth curved into a small smile as he slowly exhaled and sheathed his sword, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and called out in his mind:
'Open the panel!'
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Character: Chu Feng
Martial Path Realm: [Martial Apprentice - Qi Condensation Stage]
Assignable Attribute Points: [5]
Attributes:
Essence: 20 (20)
Qi: 18 (20)
Spirit: 20 (20)
Physical Body Rank: [Iron Bone Mortal Physique]
Cultivation Technique:
[Popular Version of the Longhua Martial Scriptures (Human Rank Upper-level)]
Martial Techniques:
[Rapid Wind Steps (Human Rank Mid-level)]minor achievement (85%)
[Demon-Slaying Sword Technique (Human Rank Lower-level)]minor achievement (70%)
Trait: Novice Acceleration
[Demon-Slaying Saber Technique (Human Rank Lower-level)]Beginner (100%)+
Trait: Novice Strength
Secret Technique: [Five Qi Blood Activation Technique (Human Rank Upper-level)]
Panel Special Skill:
[Attribute Burst (Level 1)]: Cooldown in progress, Cooldown time: 16 hours
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Chu Feng looked at his free Attribute Points, having used only 1 point last time after killing Jia Ren and Big Beard, the two fighting wolves.
Killing enemies with a headshot all came down to the element of surprise.
Perhaps it was because he consumed too few Attribute Points, or perhaps it was due to a surge in his own attributes.
This time, using [Attribute Burst] did not bring any negative effects on him as it had the last time.
'There's so little grain in storage, annoying!' he thought to himself.
He paid no mind to the crowd of onlookers, casually rubbing his head and turning his hair into a mess.
The act left the young girls who were stealthily watching him with their eyes wide in a daze.
'Without plenty of Attribute Points at hand, I feel no sense of security!' he thought.
Then he looked at the Martial Techniques section.
In just half a day after Jia Ren's death, Chu Feng's Demon-Slaying Saber Technique had astonishingly reached the edge of a breakthrough again!
'Demon-Slaying Saber Technique, break through!' he thought.
The next second, Chu Feng felt as if he had been anointed by a divine understanding.
The insights he had gained from practicing the Saber Technique lined up clearly before his eyes.
After eliminating the chaff and retaining only the essence, his skills explosively combined and sublimated.
He had achieved the minor achievement realm!
Two free Attribute Points were instantly consumed, and the Demon-Slaying Saber Technique flashed, becoming:
[Demon-Slaying Saber Technique (Human Rank Lower-level)]minor achievement (0%)
Trait: Novice Strength, Novice Acceleration
His eyes lit up: 'Dual bonus to strength and speed, simple and unadorned! I like it!'
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Chu Feng was indifferent to the ridicule of those around him, but Wang Erbao standing amidst the crowd couldn't bear it.
He hadn't wanted to come and watch Chu Feng show off, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity.
He wanted to know how his own recent progress compared.
What he saw didn't bode well, as his face stretched out long like a donkey's:
'This damn dog grew up with me, and I haven't seen him eat anything special!
'How has he improved so fast?! He's about to trounce me... no, soon he will be on equal footing with me!'
But after hearing several smug talkers among the crowd discussing Chu Feng with arms crossed, his face immediately darkened.
He aggressively pushed through the crowd and approached the group of smug onlookers.
Glaring at them sternly, he left them fumbling and slowly lowering their arms:
"What are you smug pricks mumbling about!"
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"Chu Feng on par with me, are you guys insulting me too?"
"So full of yourselves! Someone, come out and have a fight!"
The people around, upon hearing this, scoffed internally: Chu Feng on par with you? As if!
Getting pinned to the ground and beaten up every day, and you still have the nerve to put on airs!
A few lads tried to keep a straight face, fully aware of what Chu Feng and the likes of Wang Erbao were really worth.
They were just testing the waters to see if Chu Feng wouldn't hold it against them, using the opportunity to talk big and incidentally catch the girls' attention.
How did they manage to drag this idiot from the Wang Family into this mess?
This guy has a history of going berserk, not caring if it's friend or foe, ready to beat anyone to a pulp!
But now, confronted by Wang Erbao in public, the few of them were cornered and were losing face, exchanging uneasy glances and caught in a bind.
The ringleader's eyes darted around; he stuck out his neck and sarcastically said to Wang Erbao:
"You can't beat Chu Feng so you're bullying us, huh!
"If you're so great, go prove yourself by fighting with Chu Feng!"
You can't beat Chu Feng!
You just can't!
Can't beat him!
These words hit a nerve, and Wang Erbao sneered, "Provoking me, huh? Fine, I just can't resist this kind of bait!
"After I'm done with Mad Dog Chu, I'll come play with you, run and you're a dead man!"
Catching sight of the ringleader's long sword, he drew his blade with a whoosh.
In a blur before the ringleader's eyes and a numbness in his palm, Wang Erbao flicked the sword out of his hand, sending it flying towards Chu Feng:
"I'll borrow your sword since you can't use it; it's just gathering dust in your hands!"
Then he burst forward, saber in hand charging at Chu Feng: "Mad Dog Chu, take up the sword!"
The ringleader was stunned, clutching at air, and suddenly panicked, yelling:
"My sword! My sword that I bought for over two thousand!"
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Chu Feng was just thinking about consolidating his sword technique insights while testing some new traits.
Who would have thought he'd hear a roar and then see a long sword flying straight towards him.
Chu Feng quickly reacted, hearing it was his old foe Wang Erbao, he chuckled.
With a "ting," he casually planted the Tang sword into the ground, sparking a little.
"Damn, that's a high-density stone floor, and it just went in like that?"
"Such strength!"
Amidst the crowd's exclamations, he nonchalantly caught the precious sword and used it to block Wang Erbao's blade:
"Erbao, feeling itchy again? Big brother will help you scratch that itch!"
Wang Erbao was furious: "Who are you trying to impress, take this!"
Amidst Chu Feng's roaring laughter, the two of them displayed an impressive array of moves, each one deadly.
In an instant, the clang of swords and sabers filled the air, sparks flying everywhere, deafening to all.
The audience couldn't bear the disruption, covering their ears and holding their breath.
They naturally made space for the two to fight.
Their eyes were glued to the battle, engrossed in the nuanced moves and the intense momentum.
Ever since Chu Feng's "Spirit" attribute reached 20, his control over his body was like second nature.
He could almost manipulate every muscle in his entire body.
He knew his All Attributes were a bit... overpowering!
A Foundation Establishment teacher might be able to easily knock down Martial Apprentices, but against him, they probably wouldn't last twenty moves.
So, from the beginning of the fight, it was like he was practicing his saber technique again.
He deliberately concealed over eighty percent of his strength, using less than twenty percent to face his opponent.
But even so, the tremendous force still left Wang Erbao's arms sore and numb, barely able to defend!
The battle went from evenly matched at the start to Chu Feng dominating after he got used to the long sword.
At once, it shifted to Wang Erbao getting thrashed one-sidedly!
Clash after clash, the sound of the sword and saber got louder and more frequent, each ring louder than the last!
Wang Erbao felt waves of pain, numbness, and itching travel from his chubby hands to his arms and upper arms.
It quickly spread to his waist, thighs, and calves.
His whole body started to go limp, his organs shook violently, his blood surged wildly, and he felt like vomiting blood.
Unable to muster his strength, his attacks slowed, reduced to barely defending himself.
And then he was rubbed into the ground by a smiling Chu Feng!
'Damn it, this bastard hits so hard!' Wang Erbao couldn't catch his breath, his chubby face turning red.
With great effort, he pulled off a mutually damaging move that broke Chu Feng's oppression.
Retreating quickly, he gasped for air and shouted angrily:
"Mad Dog Chu, are you on Viagra or something, hitting so hard!"
Chu Feng laughed heartily; he couldn't use his full strength, but his moves were spirited and exhilarating as he pressed forward again:
"Anyone else, and I'd really feel bad about hitting this hard, couldn't have this much fun!
"But it has to be you, Erbao, robust and durable!
"Let big brother have his fun first, I'll apologize to you afterward!"
"Mad Dog Chu, you son of a bitch!" Wang Erbao's scream was immediately drowned out by the storm-like assault.