Puff!
The bullet penetrates flesh, tearing through internal organs.
But then, an unexpected scene occurs for Chen Feng.
Tap tap tap!
Footsteps rapidly approach; the Masked Man’s body sways but continues to charge forward, his breath steady, unhard.
Whir!
The whistling fist wind quickly closes in, a thick fist heading straight for his face.
Even more so, rings of white mist spread around, and Chen Feng detects a familiar scent within them.
"Blast Fist?"
His eyes narrow, and the fist arrives.
Boom!!!
With a punch far exceeding three hundred and fifty kilograms, it hits Chen Feng’s head without any obstruction.
The red light flickers like glass steel; his green-black head tilts slightly.
Then, one punch after another cos flying.
Boom boom boom!
With muffled sounds continuing, the Masked Man capitalizes on the timing, delivering continuous Chong Quan.
The explosive power greatly surpasses what ca before, the fists like a fierce wind and heavy rain, stirring up layers of air waves.
Finally, just as the Masked Man gathers strength again about to unleash another Blast Fist.
The red light flares up brightly, a green-black palm reaches forward, fingers spread, grabbing his fist.
"Have you had enough?"
Chen Feng activates his Green Armor State, head slightly tilted, speaking coldly.
The Masked Man pauses his actions, the atmosphere grows silent, mist drifting away.
Boom!!!
Chen Feng headbutts forward, his single-horned green face smashing right onto the Masked Man’s forehead.
Next breath, with Perception Amplification, as the opponent is about to resist.
His free right arm gathers strength suddenly, releasing a Blast Fist!
Boom!
A punch hits the opponent’s heart, without a mont’s hesitation.
Thud!!!
It’s like the drumming sound vibrates, Chen Feng faintly hears a piercing shriek.
Then, the surrounding mist quietly envelops, and shadows begin to appear one after another in the originally bright area.
Their figures varied, n and won both present, a total of over ten people.
Their only common feature: their faces pale, all lacking facial features.
"As expected, inside you are Black Soldier Ants..."
His guess confird, Chen Feng imdiately unleashes power, his arm shaking.
The fist that was initially imprinted on the Masked Man’s chest thrusts forward again, like a cannonball reloaded, it roars forward!
Roar!
Tiger Leaves the Mountain! The eleventh movent of the Fla Tiger Stance!
Crack!
The sound of bones cracking, the piercing shriek abruptly ends.
In Perception, the life force in the Masked Man fades, his body flung backward.
The surrounding Faceless figures move, all swiftly striking to surround and kill.
Bang bang bang!
Chong Quan, side kick, turning whip kick!
His exclusive Green Armor body fears nothing, within just five seconds, each Faceless figure is thrown backward at even faster speed.
Either smashing the front yard’s walls, their bodies twisted and bones broken, or swoosh through the window glass, stuck within.
Thump!
The muffled sound of bodies hitting the ground rises, the mist clears, the last Faceless figure is grabbed by the neck by Chen Feng, lifted off the ground with one arm.
With an indifferent expression, Chen Feng squeezes his hand.
Crack!
A crisp sound, all Faceless dead.
Without any pause, Chen Feng’s Perception shifts, his figure flashes, leaving a trail of green-black afterimages.
A continuous whooshing sound, streaks of black ant lines dart towards him, but he just barely dodges.
The floor tiles corrode and sink, sizzling sounds and gray smoke erging in succession.
Seeing this, Chen Feng couldn’t help but wonder if Green Armor could resist this kind of attack from the Black Ants.
"Forget it, better not try."
Shaking his head, Chen Feng always finds these Black Disaster creatures sowhat eerie.
Imdiately, he stands still for a few breaths.
Visible is the swift decay and disappearance of the Faceless bodies leaving behind gray light groups.
At the sa ti, the spot where the Masked Man was also reveals a flicker of different lights.
It’s a pale blue light group, within it a phantom of a fist enshrouded.
A vaguely familiar scene made Chen Feng recall the mont he first acquired the Blast Fist Skill.
It was exactly like that Skill Light Group.
"Could it be..."
With a thought, Chen Feng deactivated his Green Armor State to conserve physical strength.
As his armor receded like the tide, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the pale blue light group.
[You have picked up a (Skill Light Group)!]
[Skill: Blast Fist]
[You already possess this skill!]
[Option 1, rge: Enhance proficiency of the Blast Fist Skill!]
[Option 2, Decompose: Break down this Skill Light Group into pure Martial Arts Will residue—Breakthrough Light Group!]
[Note: If the Breakthrough Light Group is used for enhancing Blast Fist afterwards, the effect will be halved!]
Automatic prompts on the panel appeared, and Chen Feng raised his eyebrows after reading the content.
"rge... Decompose...."
He didn’t expect there to be such options.
The aning was also easy to understand, a choice of one: either directly enhance Blast Fist, or decompose it into a common Breakthrough Light Group.
It seed there wasn’t much difference, but the latter could be used to enhance other skills.
Of course, the first option wasn’t bad either; the effect of enhancing Blast Fist was stronger.
After thinking briefly, Chen Feng hesitated.
Enhancing Blast Fist was definitely powerful, but if he could breakthrough with Fla Tiger Stance, he could beco an Official Disciple of the Martial Arts Hall sooner and receive stronger sect teachings.
Weighing for a few seconds, Chen Feng finally looked at the Blast Fist section in his skills.
"Directly enhancing Blast Fist is the most cost-effective choice."
"The decomposition effect is greatly reduced, and Fla Tiger Stance can also be enhanced with the secret dicine from the Martial Arts Hall...."
Having sowhat decided, Chen Feng made his choice.
"Blast Fist, enhance!"
Buzz!
Insight surged, and Chen Feng felt as if he had beco the Masked Man.
Day and night, he honed his muscles and bones, diligently practicing the technique of Blast Fist.
Sweat covered his entire body, enveloped by solitude.
Eventually, the light and shadows scattered, and the progress of Blast Fist changed rapidly.
[Blast Fist: Entry-level (62%)]
"It increased by 50%."
Nodding to himself, Chen Feng felt quite satisfied.
Considering the benefits, this single Skill Light Group’s enhancent effect was definitely comparable to five Breakthrough Light Groups.
Imdiately, he gathered his focus.
Glancing at the dozen or so grey light groups around, Chen Feng moved his feet and approached them.
Buzz!
The grey hazy light points continuously rged into his substitute, and the progress of his Perception Talent also increased.
[Talent: Perception LV2 (29/100)]
"Only increased by 28%?"
His gaze intensifying, Chen Feng noted the slowing pace of Perception’s progress.
He had just killed fourteen Faceless; if it were before, it would have almost been enough to advance a level.
"It seems, the higher the Talent Level, the more difficult it is to improve."
"To elevate Perception to Level 3, it might require more effort."
Chen Feng thought to himself, not dwelling too much on it.
As long as the Dream World persisted, he could continue progressing.
Then, without much thought, he quickly entered the interior of Extre Martial Arts Hall.
Using Perception, Chen Feng sensed that there was no other life present here.
He entered all the training rooms, scouting both the first and second floors thoroughly.
Soon, he found a total of six Breakthrough Light Groups.
Additionally, in this Martial Arts Hall, he found an Incomplete Iron Book with inscribed text.
[Alliance Calendar 221, the Black Disaster is unstoppable, the alliance’s power is weak, frequent unrest within the high walls, to prevent the severance of lineage, Extre Martial Arts Hall divided into three branches to find a way out, preserving the fla.]
[My lineage, passed down from the nineteenth Sect Leader to the twenty-third generation disciple, great-uncle master Zhao Yan....]
[Black Disaster has fallen for thirty-six years, we have been through hundreds of large battles, having slain a Shadow Dragon and five Sand Demons among the Black Disaster Creatures.....for this, many elders died in battle, only a few of us left, severely injured and barely surviving in this world.]
[As the alliance’s morale wavers, Qinggang City grows weaker, and there are even traitors joining the tide of the Black Disaster.]
[Although a Spirit Master erged, awakening ancient Heroic Spirits to block the disaster tide, our lineage’s hope for continuation remains bleak.]
[To prevent the worst, after our discussion, we leave behind this Inheritance Iron Book, hoping future generations will find hope and restore the glory of our sect’s Martial Arts.]
[Extre Fighting Style: Our Extre Martial Arts Hall includes five High Order Boxing Skills, four Body Refinent Realms, two Breakthrough Skills... and several mid to low-tier ones.]
[Those who follow our path, with sincere Martial Arts training and decent innate potential, might have a chance at a Martial Arts Breakthrough, transcending the mundane....]
[Cultivation thod, High Order Boxing Skill 1: Extre Fighting Fist, requires Internal Refining and mastering Entering Strength before comncing training, it’s recomnded to first bring the Basic Boxing Skill, Blast Fist, to a level of mastery....]
[The specific training thods are as follows:...]
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