Chapter 411: Testing

Just as Cheng Feng was deep in battle, he heard a rustling sound on the roof.

His mood for playfulness vanished instantly.

Cheng Feng looked at the beauty and gave up on his continued intentions.

After catching his breath for a moment, he immediately threw on an outer coat and walked outside without a sound.

He contacted Babai in his mind to ask what the situation was.

Babai was a robot and did not need to sleep; it also served as the night guard for the Cheng Mansion.

But after all, there was only one, and its manageable range was too small.

Upon receiving Cheng Feng's contact,

it hurriedly activated its infrared scan and immediately discovered the two people fighting on the roof.

"Master, there are two people fighting on your roof, and they are evenly matched."

Cheng Feng was somewhat anxious: "Why didn't you discover them?"

Babai: "Master, I do not know martial arts."

Listening to Babai's honest reply in his mind,

Cheng Feng was silent for a moment.

He sensed that the other party had already left.

Cheng Feng said directly: "Then you should just continue guarding the mansion."

"Yes."

He hurriedly put on a few robes,

leaped up directly, and rushed toward those two people.

"Damn it, disturbing someone's sleep at night—whoever it is deserves to die."

Cheng Feng's figure was like a swallow; within a few leaps, he had approached the roof.

Under the moonlight, he saw two figures entangled in battle, fist winds whistling and Sword Qi crisscrossing; they were clearly experts among experts.

Cheng Feng frowned tightly and muttered to himself: "In the middle of the night, which Immortal is fighting at my mansion?"

The full moon hung high.

Under the night sky, two figures crossed paths.

"As expected of a guard of the Zhennan Prince, your methods are truly formidable."

One figure clutched his chest, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, and said defiantly.

"Hmph, you aren't bad either, to be able to take so many of my moves." The other figure, clad in black armor, let out a cold snort; the long spear in his hand was like a spirit snake emerging from its cave, striking directly at the opponent's vitals.

The two figures intertwined again, their speed faster, their movements fiercer.

That figure flashed, narrowly avoiding the spear, but a cold sneer appeared on his face: "Don't think you can win against me just like this; I haven't even used my full strength yet!"

As he spoke, he kicked off the ground violently, his body rushing toward the guard like a cannonball. The guard's eyes sharpened, and he brandished his Long Sword; layers of sword shadows formed an airtight sword net.

The two of them traded blows under the moonlight, each move fatal, yet both skillfully avoided the other's killing blows.

The trees by the roadside were affected by their energy, snapping one after another, with fallen leaves flying everywhere.

"Take this!" that figure shouted loudly and threw a punch, the fist wind whistling and pressing directly toward the guard's face.

The black-armored guard snorted coldly and held his Long Sword horizontally, blocking the punch, but his body swayed slightly.

"In the end, you are still a bit lacking." That figure laughed triumphantly, his figure flashing again as he launched an even fiercer attack at the guard.

"Blood Shadow Sword."

The guard gritted his teeth and responded with all his might, but he secretly marveled at the opponent's strength in his heart.

Under the moonlight, the two figures crossed paths like ghosts, every clash filled with danger.

Yet Cheng Feng recognized their origins.

The man in black was using the Blood Shadow Sword.

This made him immediately think of that guy who killed Li Lang.

"So, there's a high probability they are from the same gang, right?"

Cheng Feng slowed his breathing and watched with great interest.

"Wind Chasing Life Snatching."

The black-armored guard used his spear technique, appearing like a chasing wind.

The two were equal in their methods; Cheng Feng watched for a while.

He could tell that both were roughly at the strength of the Organ Refining Initial Stage.

He looked at his Panmian.

Name: Cheng Feng

Lifespan: 18 (80)

Talent: More Children More Blessings

Physique: Flood Dragon Body

Skills: Water Control (Proficient 192/200)

Water Arrow (Proficient 100/200)

Basic Blade Technique (Master 1/200)

Thunder Blood-Burst Art (Perfect 500/500)

Swift Wind Blade Technique: (Master 1/200)

Thunder Blade Technique: (Master 1/200)

Mountain Crushing Fist: (Master 1/200)

Chaotic Void Steps: (Master 50/200)

Bronze Statue Technique: (Master 30/300)

Snake Controlling True Scripture: (Master 100/300)

Needle Yama Art: (Master 1/200)

Ghost Doctor Book: (Master 1/200)

Spirit Prescription Alchemy: (Entry Level 1/1000)

Thread Pulling Art: (Proficient 1/200)

Black Flood Dragon Body Refining Art: (Entry Level 1/500)

Fortune Point: 0

Lucky Bag: 0

Cheng Feng looked at the Panmian and reflected.

During this period, all points had been added to the Bronze Statue Technique.

Most of them were contributions from the two sisters, Hua Kai and Hua Xie.

In order to obtain more points,

Cheng Feng naturally prioritized improving his Horizontal Training.

Don't say, there really was a bonus.

While maintaining control in that aspect, it also increased his defensive power.

The best of both worlds.

"Presumably, I should be able to take those two down without injury now, right?

How about I give it a try?"

Once the thought arose, it could not be stopped.

He took out a set of black clothes from his Space Ring to wrap himself tightly, covered his face with a mask, and lightly sprinkled some Breath Erasing Powder; the Qi around his body instantly became faint and indistinct.

He took a deep breath, operated his Master-level Chaotic Void Steps to the limit, and his figure, like a ghost, approached the two who were in the midst of a fierce battle silently in the night.

The sudden appearance of a third party added a touch of subtlety to the already tense battlefield. The person wielding the Blood Shadow Sword caught a glimpse of Cheng Feng out of the corner of their eye and curled their lips into a cold sneer: "Hehehe, it seems there is quite a lot of excitement tonight. Which ignorant fellow has come to join in the fun? Commander Liu, it seems we have both been completely underestimated."

Upon hearing this, Commander Liu frowned slightly but did not speak, merely focusing more on adjusting his own Qi, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

He knew well that the current situation had exceeded his expectations; apart from himself, the identities of the two people before him were unknown, and it was difficult to judge whether they were friends or foes. If not for the order from Wang Ji to capture that person alive, why would he need to be so cautious?

Secretly hating the other party's smugness, Commander Liu remained calm on the surface, gathering his strength and preparing to deal with any changes that might occur at any time.

Just at this moment, Cheng Feng had already activated his Master-level Bronze Statue Technique, and his body seemed to be plated with a layer of bronze radiance, indestructible. He let out a loud shout and charged directly into the battlefield, his fist wind whistling, his momentum like a rainbow.

However, what he did not expect was that the two opponents were not afraid at all, but instead joined forces to fight the enemy. One swung the Blood Shadow Sword, the sword light like blood, aiming straight for Cheng Feng's face; the other brandished the long spear in their hand, the spear tip flashing with cold light, heading straight for Cheng Feng's crotch.

Cheng Feng cursed them for being shameless in his heart, but he also had to admire the precision with which the two grasped the situation.

His figure flashed, his Chaotic Void Steps exerted to the limit, and he narrowly avoided these two fatal attacks.

At the same time, a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart; such opponents were worthy of him going all out!