Chapter 880: with translation of chapter title

880. Chapter 878: Unappreciative

"If I happen to survive, how about you give me your storage ring? If I die, you can just take my storage bag—what do you think?"

"Oh? So you're thinking of targeting me." Lu Yuan gave a cold laugh, "But rest assured, after you die, I will definitely take your storage bag."

"Then it's settled!" Ye Feng gave a faint smile, then his body jerked and he lunged at his opponent.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Ye Feng so unappreciative, Lu Yuan flew into a rage, his right hand trembled, a thick arc of electricity appeared again, with a boom it fiercely slashed toward Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng swiftly shifted his steps, dodging that deadly strike.

Then he lowered his body and thrust both fists forward.

With a "Bang" sound, Lu Yuan never expected Ye Feng to suddenly change his move, caught off guard he was struck in the shoulder.

Crack!

The sound of bones shattering rang out, Lu Yuan let out a miserable howl, his body jerked backward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng quickly closed the distance and swept out with his left leg.

"Bang!" A heavy kick slammed into the opponent's chest, Lu Yuan spat out a big mouthful of blood, his figure stumbled backward in disarray.

"Damn it! You dare to sneak attack!"

Lu Yuan's face flushed red, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and cursing.

Ye Feng shook his head: "All's fair in war! Senior Brother Lu, hurry up and flee for your life!"

Having said that, he was about to pursue, but at that moment a thick purple smoke suddenly rose from the valley.

"Damn it! He actually used poison?"

Ye Feng's brows rose, his eyes filled with fury.

The purple smoke obviously contained strong corrosiveness, in the blink of an eye it enveloped him.

Sizzle—

With waves of scorching pain, Ye Feng's clothes instantly turned black, and wisps of green smoke rose from his skin.

"Haha! Ye Feng, your physical defense is strong, but this level of harm can't do anything to you."

Lu Yuan stood in the distance laughing wildly, his demeanor extremely arrogant and conceited.

The reason he chose to use poison is because this mountain range has many demonic beasts and is filled with miasma year-round, making it especially suitable for various toxins.

In such an environment, ordinary detox pills are almost ineffective; unless one possesses some special treasure or formula, they basically have no effect.

Ye Feng's physical defense is unmatched; Lu Yuan had anticipated this, which is why he would unleash the "Thunderclap of Ten Thousand Jun" to ensure a killing blow.

"What a despicable and shameless Lu Yuan!" Ye Feng's face turned ashen, his heart filled with bitter hatred.

Poisonous miasma pervades this valley; a slight carelessness could be fatal, and he had thought Lu Yuan would not lightly resort to such a vicious tactic.

But he never expected that this sneaky villain would actually resort to such a trick right in front of him.

"Junior Brother Ye, it's too late to beg for mercy! Just obediently accept death! My 'Thunderclap of Ten Thousand Jun' is not merely a simple lightning attribute attack—just slowly enjoy it!"

Accompanied by Lu Yuan's furious roar, his whole body suddenly turned into a blurred shadow and rushed over.

"Whoosh!" A fierce sword light suddenly descended, straight for Ye Feng's throat, and within this sword lay dozens of strands of lightning power.

"Hmph! Mere trickery!"

Ye Feng's eyes turned icy, his right arm flicked, and a shocking surge of spiritual power burst forth, directly meeting it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The figures of Ye Feng and Lu Yuan both retreated.

Although their strength differed greatly, Ye Feng, relying on his physical power, actually managed to block three heavy sword strikes head-on.

This made Lu Yuan feel deeply wary.

"Damn it! How incredibly strong is this kid's physique?"

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, harboring secret hatred.

"Junior Brother Ye, now it's my turn!"

After that strike, Lu Yuan dared not be careless in the slightest, immediately launching a fierce counterattack. See, he leapt up, his whole body soaring like a great hawk.

At the same time, layers of dense sword aura suddenly appeared around him, sweeping down toward Ye Feng.

Bring it on!

Seeing this, Ye Feng was not startled but delighted, his body leapt upward into the sky.

He understood that this move of Lu Yuan's was the strongest technique of the "Hundred Birds Returning to the Forest" style; once unleashed, one must avoid its edge and seek an opportunity to break it.

And he currently needed that opening.

Ye Feng's body darted about, like a dragon weaving through flowers, constantly dodging.

But Lu Yuan is no pushover.

Although Ye Feng has only briefly trained in the "Thousand Feather Meteor Sword", he has already grasped the basics; his Shenqi is swift and ethereal, his movements unpredictable.

After a bout of entangled combat, Ye Feng finally found an opportunity and swung his palm to release a gust of force.

Pfft!

This gust of force was as swift as a thunderbolt, arriving instantly.

Lu Yuan was immediately forced to retreat step by step; finally, inattentive, his foot slipped and he fell from midair to the ground.

At this moment, Ye Feng closed in, lifted his right leg high, and heavily kicked Lu Yuan's neck.

This guy actually fell flat on the ground and passed out.

Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly felt fortunate.

If he had been just a bit slower earlier, he might have been seized by Lu Yuan for a comeback.

Although he relied on his powerful physical defense to block the poisonous mist's corrosion, the mist obviously contained potent poison; even if he circulated his internal energy to detoxify, it still consumed a great deal.

And once his true essence is exhausted too much, then fighting Lu Yuan to the death will surely have an even worse outcome.

However, speaking of which, Lu Yuan is also quite scheming and cunning.

"Hmph! This time I'll consider you clever!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, took out a healing pill and swallowed it.

Although this battle was perilous, overall it was still passable.

……

After being defeated, Lu Yuan also dared not let his guard down, diligently studying Ye Feng's movements and restoring the remaining true qi in his body.

When he had healed his injuries and was preparing to launch another round of attacks, Ye Feng struck first.

"Kid, let you have a taste of my methods."

Lu Yuan let out a cold shout, his aura suddenly surging, a jet-black long sword condensing at his fingertips, then transforming into a dark cloud that swept toward Ye Feng.

Seeing this sword, Ye Feng's pupils constricted slightly.

This is actually a fourth-grade spirit weapon long sword.

However, he was not afraid at all; instead, he mobilized his pure true qi, interlocking his palms, and unleashed a palm technique of tremendous power.

"Thousand Feather Meteor!"

In an instant, the air around Ye Feng suddenly solidified, countless razor-sharp sword lights carrying terrifying qi surged forth like a blanket covering the sky and earth.

Bang! Bang bang… Boom rumble…

A series of explosive sounds immediately echoed through the valley, as the sword lights and palm shadows collided, producing one deafening explosion after another.

Although the gap in cultivation between Ye Feng and Lu Yuan was enormous, relying on his strong physique and abundant true qi, he could barely hold his own for a time.

However, he knew he couldn't last long, for his cultivation was only at the sixth layer of Body Tempering; once his true qi was exhausted, he would be done for.

Therefore, he must settle the battle quickly!

Whoosh! Ye Feng's eyes lit up, his body suddenly flickered, and he shot out like a ghost.

Ye Feng instantly appeared behind Lu Yuan and struck out with his right palm. (End of chapter)