The person telling this story right now is Li Lin, a young martial artist at the early stage of the eighth rank. Back in school, Li Lin was always Qi Xiang's little follower.

Thanks to some precious resources he obtained from Qi Xiang, he achieved a respectable cultivation level of mid-ninth rank upon graduation.

Unfortunately, although Li Lin had some achievements in martial arts, his academic performance was so poor that he ultimately failed to get into his desired martial arts school.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. After unremitting efforts and hard work, Li Lin finally succeeded in breaking through to the early stage of the eighth rank.

Not long ago, he had the good fortune to join the renowned Black Soil Hunting Group and become one of its reserve members.

However, to Li Lin's utter surprise, he unexpectedly ran into his old classmate whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Is he the legendary Chen Feng? I've heard so much about him before!"

It is said that this kid had only been in our school for a short time when he participated in the grand national martial arts school freshman competition, and he even won the championship after overcoming all obstacles!

Who would have thought that he has already cultivated to the peak of the seventh rank of martial artist! The martial artists around him whispered among themselves, discussing the matter with great emotion.

However, at that moment, one martial artist in the crowd stood out from the crowd.

His eyes kept flickering, glancing at the imposing Chen Feng in the distance one moment, and then lowering his head to ponder something thoughtfully the next.

It turned out that the martial artist suddenly remembered that their organization had been offering a high bounty for Chen Feng. If he could report the discovery of Chen Feng here to the organization in time, he would undoubtedly receive a very generous reward.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He even felt his heart beating faster, as if the tempting reward was within reach and just around the corner.

"howl--"

As this deafening, chilling roar resounded, the entire battlefield seemed to be enveloped by an invisible pressure.

However, at this tense moment, the members of the Black Soil Hunting Group kept their eyes fixed on the fierce battle raging on the battlefield.

Their hearts pounded with the changing tides of the battle, and everyone's breathing became rapid.

Chen Feng moved across the battlefield like a ghost, his blade gleaming with a cold light, each swing bringing with it a sharp gust of wind.

Although the black-spotted tiger was extremely fierce, it gradually began to show signs of fatigue under Chen Feng's rapid and relentless attacks.

On the other side, Zhang Baiyun was equally agile, dodging the black-spotted tiger's deadly attacks time and time again, and cleverly looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Meanwhile, Zhou Ping and Zhang Qingyun were not idle either.

Zhou Ping held a long sword. Whenever the black-spotted tiger tried to launch a sneak attack on Chen Feng, he would swing the sword without hesitation and slash fiercely at the tiger, forcing it to be distracted.

Zhang Qingyun, on the other hand, was skilled with a longsword. His longsword pierced the black-spotted tiger like a shooting star, causing it considerable damage.

Thanks to the seamless teamwork of the four, the two once majestic black-spotted tigers were now covered in wounds.

Their fur was stained red with blood, and the gruesome wounds were shocking to behold.

Even so, these two tenacious beasts refused to give in easily, still baring their teeth and roaring at their opponents, attempting a final struggle.

"kill--"

Chen Feng's soft shout resounded like thunder in the air. Several dozen breaths later, he stared intently ahead, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.

Zhou Ping and the black-spotted tiger had already exchanged more than ten fierce blows, each one a contest of power and skill.

Suddenly, the black-spotted tiger lashed out with its tail, striking Zhou Ping like a steel whip.

Zhou Ping couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying by the powerful force. His body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Feng acted without hesitation. He brandished his longsword, and several sword energies instantly condensed and shot away like lightning.

These sword energies flashed with a cold light in the air, carrying endless killing intent, and pierced the black-spotted tiger's eyes with unerring accuracy.

"howl--"

The black-spotted tiger let out a piercing scream, the intense pain snapping it out of its madness. Its eyes had been struck by the sword's energy, and blood gushed forth, staining its face crimson.

However, due to its impaired vision, it could no longer see clearly and could only sense a huge threat approaching.

The black-spotted tiger tried to flee in terror, but lost its sense of direction in the chaos. It ran blindly, heading straight for Chen Feng's location.

Chen Feng dodged to the side, avoiding the black-spotted tiger's attack. His movements were as nimble as a cat's, and every detail was handled perfectly.

In this tense moment, Chen Feng's heart raced and his breathing became rapid.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly, ready to meet the black-spotted tiger's next attack. His eyes were firm and calm, as if he could see through the tiger's every move.

"Die!" Zhou Ping roared, his figure moving like lightning as he rushed towards the black-spotted tiger.

His eyes gleamed with determination and courage, and he gripped a sharp longsword tightly in his hand.

Just then, Zhou Ping, like a ghost, nimbly circled around to the back of the black-spotted tiger.

His movements were light and agile, as if he had blended into his surroundings.

He gripped the long knife tightly, aimed at the black-spotted tiger's anus, and plunged it in without hesitation.

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