Chapter 1956 - 1955: The Sheep Clan’s Number One Beauty

Chapter 1956: Chapter 1955: The Sheep Clan’s Number One Beauty

Many members of the Demon Clan watched as Li Feng punched the ground, some puzzled, but in the next second, an unexpected change occurred.

His body shrank, protected by a dense layer of scale armor, and surrounded as if enveloped by several layers of the Golden Bell Shield.

The Mountain-piercing Clan may not belong to the higher bloodlines of the Demon Clan, yet their bloodline is exceedingly rare, consisting of both Earth and Gold elements. Though their combat power isn’t strong, their defensive ability is undeniably formidable.

However, at this moment.

Jin Jia looked up at Li Feng with a wary expression, suddenly sensing abnormal movements beneath him. Jin Jia felt trouble brewing and attempted to roll away to escape, but it was too late—a column of fire erupting like a volcano broke through the earth, propelling Jin Jia straight into the air.

"It’s over."

The two Clan Leaders of the Fengshan Clan, Liu Shan and Yang Lin, recognized that the battle was concluded as they watched Jin Jia being thrust into the air.

The Mountain-piercing Clan is indeed troublesome; their unique bloodline makes their clan members few, holding an average status in the Demon Country, yet their defense ranks among the top ten.

Their bloodline inherently possesses the dual elemental talent of Gold and Earth: the Gold element grants them invincible claws, skilled in tunneling and rock-breaking, while their dense scale armor is extraordinarily strong. In addition, they have a natural affinity with the Earth element.

With a unique talent for Earth Chains, as long as the opponent’s feet touch the ground, they can continuously draw upon the Power of Earth. If you can’t quickly breach their defense, making a lethal strike, the Mountain-piercing Clan with this talent virtually achieves an unbreakable defense.

Furthermore, the clan excels in digging and escaping at the slightest hint of disadvantage, which makes them particularly vexing.

Nonetheless, the Mountain-piercing Clan does have a weakness: they must keep their body or limbs grounded. Once they lose contact with the earth, their bloodline talent is interrupted. Although their defense remains formidable, they lose their unlimited endurance.

When Jin Jia was hurled into the air, Liu Shan and Yang Lin realized the battle was done. The opponent had perfectly exploited Jin Jia’s weakness, leaving no chance for him to touch down again.

"This Feng Yang fellow’s battle awareness is top-notch."

Yang Lin drew a sharp breath as he spoke.

Liu Shan nodded as well: "The Fire Phoenix Clan hasn’t emerged for a thousand years, yet suddenly sent someone out, they must be extraordinary. Not only is their combat awareness formidable, but their own power is also unfathomable. These Chiliarchs haven’t even scratched the surface of their abilities."

Yang Lin responded briefly, "Later, you or me, or both...!"

Liu Shan shook his head: "Even my Sheep Clan has its pride. I’ll go. If I lose, I’ll admit defeat. It’s no disgrace to be technically outmatched."

Yang Lin remained noncommittal.

"Will you surrender?"

In the open space, Li Feng continuously kicked Jin Jia into the air, giving him no chance to catch his breath. Previously, in that half-incense stick duration, Sikong Yu described the racial bloodlines and combat power of these Chiliarchs, including their weaknesses.

The other Chiliarchs were barely worth Li Feng’s attention; their bloodline talents had little significance, the only mildly interesting one being the Mountain-piercing Clan.

But once the opponent’s weaknesses were understood, targeted strikes followed, and the opponent, unaware of Li Feng’s capabilities, had no power to counter. In this one-on-one duel, Li Feng nearly achieved a flawless victory.

"I concede."

Though Jin Jia felt unwilling, being unable to touch the ground meant he couldn’t employ any of his known abilities. Dragging this out served no purpose, clearly, the opponent had him firmly in check, his attempt at opportunism proving futile.

The higher-bloodlined elite demon clans, even when fallen, aren’t ones to be opportunistically exploited.

However, Jin Jia didn’t mind the loss. His clan had few members; their unique bloodline had no drive for supremacy. Being conscripted to the camp was merely being controlled; aligning with the Fire Phoenix Clan’s descendant, who currently possesses nothing, might be the Mountain-piercing Clan’s salvation. If they earn the opponent’s attention, it could turn misfortune into fortune.

From the start, Jin Jia had made up his mind: win and reap benefits; lose and team up with someone. With only about a hundred clan members, all present, they wouldn’t face separation.

It doesn’t matter who you team up with, and moreover, they offer provisions.

Upon hearing Jin Jia’s surrender, Li Feng ceased lifting him into the air. Jin Jia fell with a thud to the ground but didn’t feel any pain due to his armored body. He immediately stood and addressed Li Feng: "Since you’ve defeated me, my Mountain-piercing Clan will follow Feng Yang henceforth."

"Master, please accept my homage."

Without hesitation, Jin Jia prostrated himself in respect.

Li Feng observed Jin Jia’s actions, unexpected that this seemingly simple-minded fellow was indeed quite cunning.

"Stand up, ask your clan to prepare to accompany us shortly."

"Yes, master."

Jin Jia promptly turned to depart, while the other Chiliarchs, who hadn’t even taken a single hit from Li Feng, showed some signs of movement. However, not everyone was accepted by Li Feng.

Recruiting the Dog Clan was akin to paying gold for horse bones; they happened to be timely. The Mountain-piercing Clan was recruited due to their unique abilities, potentially invaluable for Li Feng, and he gladly welcomed them. But the other Chiliarchs’ clans held nothing special.

"As agreed, accept loss with grace—each of you will provide me with a hundred-man squad. Bring them to me directly soon."

Li Feng said, paying no further attention to them, leaving the willing Chiliarchs uncertain of how to proceed.

"Next, it’s your turn. Will you both come forward, or...?"

Li Feng’s gaze fell upon Yang Lin and Liu Shan. Liu Shan was about to step forward when a clear voice sounded from the crowd of the Fengshan Clan.

"I will."

Before the words fully left her mouth, someone had already swept forward like the wind, bringing a whiff of fragrance.

Li Feng looked up at this wind-like young woman. She had an attractive appearance and a graceful, alluring figure, accentuated by armor that outlined her body in a way that stirred excitement.

Compared to the straight horns atop Yang Lin and Liu Shan’s heads, the girl’s horn appeared charming and cute. Li Feng’s gaze traveled over her, finally resting on her long legs—tall and powerful, covering several tens of meters in an instant with impressive explosive speed.

"You little girl, come back here."

Liu Shan scolded the sheep clan female swordsman who had appeared before Li Feng, none other than his own younger sister, Liu Ruyi.

Yang Lin next to him was baffled as well. This cousin was exceptionally famous within the Fengshan Clan, not only because she’s the Sheep Clan’s most beautiful woman but also its leading female swordsman. Of course, she is most widely recognized for her ability to cause trouble.