Chapter 118 - 26: Hongmen Banquet?

Chapter 118: Chapter 26: Hongmen Banquet?

Feng Yin retracted his hand that was pressing against the mirror.

Then, he looked at his left arm and back in the reflection.

The Canfeng Sword was not there, the Arm Crossbow was not there, and naturally, the Heavy Arm Armor was absent as well.

Correspondingly, when the thought arose in his mind, several interface introductions—much like game data—appeared before his eyes.

———————

Martial Arts Performance (Martial Badge Trait)

Main Hand Armament — "Canfeng Sword" transforms into the special Enhancement "Balanced Chain Attack". When consecutive attacks exceed "5/10/20" times, subsequent attacks gain a Strength correction of "Engraving Level × 1/3/5" points.

Remote Armament — "Repeating Arm Crossbow" transforms into the special Enhancement "Empty Finger". Using a special technique, a compressed burst of qi is flicked at a target within ten meters, dealing half the power of the Repeating Arm Crossbow.

Auxiliary Armament — "Heavy Arm Armor" transforms into the special Enhancement "Vajra Hand". When blocking attacks barehanded, the damage taken is reduced, but the Block timing Judgment is more difficult than with the Heavy Arm Armor.

———————

Indeed, the uniqueness of this Martial Badge was primarily concentrated in this trait, "Martial Arts Performance."

Under the influence of this trait, his character in the game would enter a barehanded state similar to that of a White Wind Martial Artist, with all Armaments converting into special bonuses. Furthermore, the Strength in the Armor Attributes was transferred to Mobility, causing a corresponding decrease in attack power.

Therefore, if this form was played poorly, the output damage might be even lower than the normal form, and more Durability would be deducted when taking hits.

It could be considered an advanced, acrobatic form meant for experts.

However, due to the unique visual characteristics of the "Air Flow Armor," this was an extremely convenient form for Feng Yin, who needed to operate in reality.

Feng Yin revealed a satisfied smile. He picked up the Dragon and Snake Sword and walked over to the testing Black Pile in the living room.

Raising the sword, he focused his mind, and delivered a Slashing strike!

BAM!

The Dragon and Snake Sword chopped into the upper section of the Black Pile.

A number popped up on the display screen.

[12.4]

Feng Yin glanced at the panel for his Armor.

After converting to the "Void Martial Form," since there were no extra Attribute bonuses, the Four Dimensions of his Armor were equal to his Liberation Level, both being "18." Then, one-third of his Strength was converted into Mobility, meaning his current Strength was "12" and Mobility was "24."

The tested Slashing power of the Dragon and Snake Sword perfectly matched this Strength of twelve.

Feng Yin thought for a moment before lifting the Dragon and Snake Sword once again.

After slightly adjusting his stance, he unleashed a fluid series of consecutive Slashing strikes at the Black Pile in front of him!

BAM BAM BAM...

His movements were agile. He executed twenty-two consecutive slashes without pausing before coming to an abrupt halt, then silently looked at the final number on the display screen.

[22.6]

After operating the display screen to scroll back and review the power of the other combo numbers, he nodded silently. A satisfied smile surfaced on his face.

His Slashing power began to increase on the sixth, eleventh, and twenty-first strikes. They corresponded to the initial "12," followed by tiers of "14," "18," and finally "22."

The magnitude of these increases perfectly matched the "Balanced Chain Attack," the special Enhancement corresponding to the Canfeng Sword under the Martial Arts Performance trait.

Satisfying!

Feng Yin felt a thrill of exhilaration in his heart, arriving at a conclusion that filled him with joy—under the Void Martial Form in the game, the character needed to fight barehanded, but in reality, he could use real-world weapons while in this unarmed form. Moreover, the relevant special bonuses would not be deducted!

This feeling of being unrestricted was simply amazing!

In that case...

With a shift in his thoughts, Feng Yin swapped the Canfeng Sword for the Dragon-slaying Sword.

———————

Main Hand Armament — "Dragon-slaying Sword" transforms into the special Enhancement "Lifting Light as Heavy". When attack accumulation exceeds "1/3/5" seconds, its power gains a Strength correction of "Engraving Level × 3/5/7" points.

———————

This special Enhancement was even more interesting.

No wonder they said this form was a flashy one meant for experts...

Feng Yin raised his sword once more, adopting a high stance.

Focusing his mind...

About a second later, Feng Yin moved abruptly. He stepped forward and delivered an upward slash! A heavy chop.

SWISH BAM!

The Dragon and Snake Sword chopped heavily into the upper section of the Black Pile.

[20.5]

Feng Yin’s eyes gleamed clearly. He drew his sword back into the high stance and began to focus his mind and raise his sword once more. This time, he built up power for over three seconds.

He slashed again!

BANG CLANG!

With a loud explosion, the Black Pile vibrated violently as a number popped out.

[28.7]

Badass!

Feng Yin took a deep breath. Just as he was about to charge up another Slashing strike for over five seconds, his gaze suddenly froze.

He looked downward. The Black Pile itself was fine, but the floor tiles it was connected to had been completely shattered...

He couldn’t test it anymore.

Feng Yin realized it was still late at night. Even though the soundproofing of the houses in this high-end residential area was good, his few tests just now had definitely disturbed the neighbors.

However, while he couldn’t test powerful Slashing strikes, he could test another item. Feng Yin put away the Dragon and Snake Sword and readjusted the parameters of the Black Pile to "Shooting Test."

He then moved five meters away from the Black Pile. With his hands hanging down naturally, he bent his wrists slightly and aimed at the target.

Empty Finger!

His hands simultaneously formed a gesture with the thumb pressing against the middle finger, and he flicked them out with lightning speed.

WHOOSH!

Invisible small clusters of air flow shot out, striking the force-measuring points of the Black Pile in quick succession with tremendous Speed.

[2.1] [2.0]

The power was rather average, far inferior to the Arm Crossbow. It would be difficult to deal effective damage even to powerhouses at the Fierce Level.

According to the data provided in the Black Pile’s instructions, the algorithm for the shooting test’s power was different from that of an armed Slashing strike. The standard value of "1" corresponded to a Kinetic Energy of about one hundred joules. That was roughly equivalent to a small-caliber self-defense firearm, the kind that could only be lethal if it hit a vital spot at close range.

Feng Yin’s Empty Finger had twice the Kinetic Energy of such a firearm. It was more than enough to be used for interference.

After all, compared to the Repeating Crossbow, this Empty Finger had its own advantage—infinite ammunition.

As long as there was air, he could shoot. Besides, his stamina in the Armor state was almost endless.

Feng Yin concluded the tests and subsequently withdrew the manifested state of his Armor. The Air Flow Armor that surfaced on his body dissipated, and the slight anomaly of his hair and pants gently fluttering subsided along with it.

Of course, such anomalies would be hard to notice during a fierce battle. But if he maintained its manifestation in daily life, the frequent occurrence of things moving without wind would inevitably lead those around him to notice something unusual.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Feng Yin would still live and train in his basic state as an ordinary person.

Feng Yin lay back down on his bed.

It was time to sleep.

The next evening.

After completing a day of grueling training and escorting Xiao Yu back to her house, Feng Yin also returned to his own home.

Before he could even sit down properly, his phone rang.

Feng Yin took a glance and revealed an inexplicable smile. "Are they in that much of a hurry...?"

Obviously, the caller was Zheng Xing, the man who had arranged to have dinner with him at the manor today.

Feng Yin answered the phone, "Hello, Brother Zheng?"

"Younger Brother Feng, are you back yet? We have a feast waiting for us tonight," Zheng Xing said.

Feng Yin smiled faintly. "You called right on time, Brother Zheng. I just got home."

"Haha, your Brother Zheng doesn’t have many hobbies normally; I just love a good bite to eat. If there’s no problem, come down to the basement. We’ll head out immediately," Zheng Xing said.

"No problem. Let me take a shower, and I’ll be right down," Feng Yin agreed calmly.

"Good, good, good. You definitely should take a shower. My wife and I will be waiting," Zheng Xing replied.

Hanging up the phone, a look of confusion surfaced on Feng Yin’s face.

What was up with Zheng Xing? Hearing that taking a shower would delay things, he wasn’t impatient at all; instead, he seemed quite happy.

Putting his thoughts aside, Feng Yin turned around and walked into the bathroom.

In the basement, Zheng Xing and Lu Shuang sat in the driver’s and passenger’s seats of the car. The two exchanged a glance, revealing smiles that spoke volumes without a word.

Lu Shuang swallowed hard and chuckled, "This kid is quite sensible. He’s even washing himself."

Zheng Xing also smiled and asked, "Have you contacted the boss of the manor yet?"

Lu Shuang nodded. "I have. Hearing that we’re bringing a Fierce Level over, every single one of them is drooling with greed."

"Of course," Zheng Xing said, his expression turning displeased. "With that so-called Rising Star Tournament coming up recently, the Demon Extermination Association has been making frequent moves. Everyone has been holding back for long enough."

His expression shifted. "After eating this bite, we’ll need to lay low for a while. This kid lives in a wealthy district and is quite well-connected with a few Fierce Level guys living in the villa area... I don’t know if anyone would dare to ’replace’ this kid."

Lu Shuang also frowned. "If no one dares to replace him, does that mean we’ll have to abandon these identities and go on the run afterward?"

"Heh heh..." Zheng Xing’s expression became calm again. "It doesn’t matter. To get a bite of Fierce Level meat, swapping identities is a small price to pay. I was getting tired of playing the working-class couple here anyway."

A few minutes later, the conversing couple saw Feng Yin’s figure walking out of the basement’s unit door and tacitly fell silent.

A hearty smile surfaced on Zheng Xing’s face. He flashed the car lights and poked his head out. "Younger Brother Feng, over here."

Feng Yin waved back in response.

Coastal City, on the road to the Southern Suburb.

Zheng Xing glanced up at the rearview mirror at Feng Yin, who was sitting upright with a smile. His peripheral vision swept over the longsword placed by Feng Yin’s hand, and his gaze narrowed slightly.

He asked jokingly, "Younger Brother Feng, this sword of yours looks pretty cool. Do you practice martial arts?"

Feng Yin smiled and replied in an equally relaxed tone, "Yes, I practice Swordsmanship. My skills are just average, though."

"Oh..." Zheng Xing pondered slightly. "Which club do you study at? It just so happens that your Brother Zheng is also quite interested in Swordsmanship. How about taking me along to play around someday?"

Feng Yin smiled. "Gangrou Sword Hall. Have you ever heard of it, Brother Zheng?"

Gangrou Sword Hall?

Hearing this name, Zheng Xing and Lu Shuang’s hearts skipped a beat.

Wasn’t that the Sword Hall serving the Xuan Guang Group, presided over by the Absolute Powerhouse Xie Jingyuan?

In their circles, Xie Jingyuan’s fierce reputation was illustrious; he was an existence comparable to a God of Slaughter. If he knew that his disciple had been eaten... That would be way too interesting!

Excitement bubbled up in the hearts of Zheng Xing and Lu Shuang. Not only were they unafraid, but they actually felt even hungrier.

Zheng Xing’s expression remained unchanged as he continued to smile. "I haven’t heard of this club before. I’ll just wait for Younger Brother Feng to take me to broaden my horizons then."

Feng Yin’s nose twitched slightly. He felt that the stench in the car had grown even heavier.

A smile surfaced on his face as well.

Almost half an hour passed.

Night had fallen. A sedan pulled to a stop at an intersection before entering the mountains in the Southern Suburb of Coastal City.

Inside the car, Feng Yin looked out and asked with a smile, "Brother Zheng, is the rural manor you mentioned located in these mountains?"

Zheng Xing turned his head, his gaze peculiar yet his smile genial. "That’s right. It’s called Rice Meat Manor. The boss is also the head chef, and his culinary skills are quite excellent."

Feng Yin nodded thoughtfully and smiled again. "By the way, Brother Zheng, I’ve actually been wanting to ask a question for a while now, but I was afraid it might be a bit presumptuous."

Zheng Xing smiled faintly. "What’s there to be presumptuous about? Ask away."

Feng Yin spoke slowly, "Why do the two of you stink so much?"

!!?