101: Chapter 101 War Steward, Flying Knife Again!

The entire hall was stunned. Within the vast main hall of the Management Hall for District 666, one could hear a pin drop, save for the "drip, drip" sound of Scarface Ren's blood falling along the bluestone pillar.

Everyone's breathing seemed to have completely ceased at this moment.

If it could be said that Scarface Ren splitting a District 666 captain in two just moments ago demonstrated the brutality and crushing power of the Second Level of Qi Refining;

then at this moment, Qin Feng hadn't even moved a step, yet with a single flying dagger, he had pinned the arrogant Scarface Ren firmly in mid-air, demonstrating pure, despair-inducing terror!

"Gulp..."

Someone, it was unknown who, swallowed with difficulty, breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately after, the entire hall erupted into a chorus of irrepressible, terrified gasps.

"Th-this... what kind of overbearing hidden weapon technique is this?!"

"It was too fast, I couldn't even see how he made his Move! Captain Ren is a Cultivator at the Second Level of Qi Refining, after all, and he couldn't even last a single Move?!"

"He's crazy, Captain Nine is actually this terrifying!!!"

The elite guards from District 665 who had come to crash the party were now pale as sheets, their hands gripping their sword hilts trembling violently as they subconsciously retreated.

Meanwhile, the many captains of District 666 who had originally been in despair widened their eyes, their hearts churning with turbulent waves. Looking at Qin Feng, besides awe, there was only deep fear left in their eyes.

"You are courting death!!!"

At this moment, a shrill roar exploded in the center of the main hall.

District 665's Manager Zhang, his eyes blood-red, his face twisted violently with rage, looked like a crazed grizzly bear.

"You little beast, you dare to kill my man right in front of me?!"

Manager Zhang stared fixedly at Qin Feng, the killing intent in his eyes nearly coalescing into substance, as the terrifying True Essence of the Qi Refining Stage 3 Peak erupted from his body without reservation.

"Boom—!"

A violent wave of energy centered on him swept madly in all directions, directly blowing away several nearby Menial Laborers.

Gritting his teeth, Manager Zhang spat out a harsh threat: "If I don't slice you into a thousand pieces and grind your bones into dust today, I, Manager Zhang, will write my name backward. I will make you pay, and I will let you know how miserable the consequences of offending me are!"

Facing the rampage of a Manager at the Qi Refining Stage 3 Peak, any other Cultivator at Qi Refining Level 1 would likely have already been intimidated by the pressure, their legs turning to jelly as they knelt to beg for mercy.

But Qin Feng merely tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curling into an undisguised look of contempt and mockery.

Instead of retreating, he leisurely raised his right hand and provocatively hooked his index finger at the maddened Manager Zhang.

"Come, do it now."

Qin Feng's voice was not loud, his tone as flat as if he were calling a stray dog from the roadside, "Stop just barking like a dog, and let me see exactly how much weight you, this Manager, actually carry."

"Arrogant!!!"

Manager Zhang completely lost his reason; he felt he had suffered a great humiliation. A mere guard captain from the Servant District dared to despise him so much.

"Clang—!"

A crisp saber chime rang through the main hall as Manager Zhang drew the door-sized, thick-backed broadsword he carried on his back with a backhand motion.

The blade was entirely dark cyan, its surface engraved with complex wind-element array patterns, with faint cyan wind blades flickering and leaping along the edge. It was clearly a high-quality, Second-Order Low Grade Magical Artifact!

"Three Wind-Breaking Sabers, die for me!!!"

Manager Zhang roared, his legs kicked off the ground violently, and his tall body shot into the air like a cannonball.

The hard bluestone floor instantly cracked and exploded into a deep pit under his feet.

"First Saber, Mountain Cleaver!"

While in mid-air, Manager Zhang gripped the saber with both hands, pouring True Essence into the blade like a tidal wave, bringing forth a cyan Saber Qi over two zhang long, heavy with immense power, as he slashed directly down at Qin Feng's head!

The power of this strike even sliced the air itself, emitting a piercing sonic boom, as if even a small hill in front could be split in two.

"What a terrifying saber strike! Retreat quickly!"

The onlookers were terrified and scrambled to flee backward, fearing they would be caught in the wake of the terrifying Saber Qi.

Yang Liu on the high platform also turned pale, subconsciously clutching her sleeves.

Although she knew Qin Feng's strength was formidable, Manager Zhang was a genuine Qi Refining Stage 3 Peak, and combined with his Low Grade Magical Artifact and his famous Martial Skill, the power of this blow was simply shocking!

However, facing such a terrifying saber strike, Qin Feng didn't even blink an eyelid.

"Swish—"

Just at the critical moment when the Saber Qi was about to hit him, Qin Feng's figure suddenly became illusory. He instantly pushed his Ghost Wind-Stepping to the extreme.

"Boom!!!"

The cyan Saber Qi struck the spot where Qin Feng had been standing, directly carving a terrifying, bottomless ravine over a dozen zhang long into the floor of the main hall.

Debris flew and smoke filled the air.

"Is he dead?!" someone exclaimed.

"Just an afterimage."

A slightly hoarse sneer sounded from the left without warning.

Manager Zhang's pupils constricted violently, and he felt a chill down his back.

"Second Saber, Water Breaker!"

He reacted extremely quickly, ignoring the inertia of missing his strike, forcefully twisting his waist to turn his body. The thick-backed broadsword swept a semicircular cyan arc through the air, slashing horizontally toward the direction the voice came from!

The speed of this saber strike was even faster than the first, with wind elements gathering madly on the blade, as if it intended to cut through the surrounding air itself.

However, it still missed!

"Chila—"

The thick-backed broadsword sliced through the air, merely severing an afterimage of a corner of Qin Feng's robe that he had intentionally left behind.

"You are too slow. With only this speed, you deserve to call it Wind-Breaking?"

Qin Feng strolled as if in a leisurely courtyard, his hands behind his back, his figure like a weightless ghost, calmly weaving through the violent flashes of saber light.

The perfect execution of his Ghost Wind-Stepping made him seem like a butterfly dancing in a storm, at ease to the extreme.

"Ahhhhh, what kind of skill is hiding and dodging! You trash who only knows how to hide, you good-for-nothing!"

Having missed two consecutive strikes, Manager Zhang screamed in rage, his whole person like a crazed bull, his eyes bloodshot as he let out a hysterical roar.

"If you have the guts, don't hide, take my blow like a man! Third Saber, Mountain Splitter!!!"

Manager Zhang had completely descended into madness, recklessly squeezing out the last of the True Essence in his Dantian, even going so far as to burn a trace of his essential blood.

The cyan light on the thick-backed broadsword surged to the extreme, transforming into a terrifying, impenetrable web of saber light that sealed off all of Qin Feng's escape routes, front, back, left, and right, descending with an Aura of total destruction.

"Since you are in such a hurry to be reincarnated, I will fulfill your wish."

Facing the unavoidable web of saber light, Qin Feng finally stopped dodging.

He stood still in place, his eyes as deep as a ten-thousand-year-old cold pool, the mockery at the corners of his mouth transforming at this moment into bone-chilling coldness and killing intent.

"Swish! Swish!"

Qin Feng's wrists jerked twice at a frequency that exceeded the limits of the naked eye.

He used no flashy Martial Skill, nor was there any grand momentum; there was only the purest, most extreme speed!

Two refined steel flying daggers, wrapped in the dual power of his potent Yang Qi blood and Qi Refining True Essence, transformed into two ink-black bolts of lightning, connected head-to-tail, instantly tearing through the air!

"Shoo—!"

The piercing sonic boom even drowned out the howling of the saber wind filling the sky.

The first flying dagger met the center of Manager Zhang's seemingly indestructible saber web with absolute precision; that was the point where the power of his Move was most concentrated, and also its weakest point.

"Ding—!!!"

A metallic explosion that could pierce gold and crack stone rang out.

Sparks flew everywhere, as brilliant as fireworks in the night sky.

Manager Zhang only felt his arm go numb, a terrifying piercing force transmitting along the blade. But he was, after all, at the Qi Refining Stage 3 Peak, so he gritted his teeth tightly, and his True Essence surged wildly.

"Crack!"

The first flying dagger embedded itself deeply into the blade of the Low Grade Magical Artifact broadsword in his hand, and a fine crack even appeared on the surface of the blade, but the flying dagger was ultimately blocked and could not advance a single inch further.

"Hahaha, your hidden weapon is useless, die for me!"

Seeing this, Manager Zhang was overjoyed. He had wondered how terrifying the lethal flying dagger could be, but as long as he blocked this strike, the next moment would be when Qin Feng was hacked to pieces by his own blade!

He breathed a sigh of relief, the ferocious smile on his face just beginning to bloom.

However, at the very instant his tightly wound nerves showed that trace of extreme, minute relaxation!

The unexpected arrived.

"Hum—"

In the air came a second, barely perceptible, yet hair-raising sound of something tearing through the air.

Manager Zhang had not noticed at all that hidden behind the first flying dagger was another one, following like a shadow.

Qin Feng's second flying dagger had arrived.

Without the slightest deviation, the tip of the second flying dagger struck the tail of the first flying dagger's hilt fiercely and mercilessly!

"Dang—!!!"

This was not just a collision of two daggers, but an extreme explosion of Qin Feng's dual-layered, violent True Essence!

Under the terrifying amplification of the dual power, the first flying dagger, which had been stuck in the thick-backed broadsword, gained unimaginable, terrifying kinetic energy!

"Crack... Bang!!!"

That priceless, incredibly sturdy Low Grade Magical Artifact broadsword, at this moment, shattered explosively from the middle as if it were fragile glass, turning into countless cyan fragments that flew in all directions.

"What?!"

The manic laughter on Manager Zhang's face instantly stiffened, his pupils shrinking to the size of needle points. An unprecedented shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire body.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to raise his Protective Aura, but it was already too late.

"Puchi! Puchi!"

Without any obstruction, the two head-to-tail refined steel flying daggers, carrying a destructive force that could crush dry weeds and smash rotten wood, directly pierced through the Protective Aura that Manager Zhang had hastily gathered.

Accompanied by two teeth-achingly sharp sounds of flesh tearing, the two flying daggers sank to the hilt into Manager Zhang's broad chest.

The immense impact directly carried his massive body flying backward more than a dozen meters, finally falling heavily onto the broken bluestone floor.

"Uh... Puh—!"

Manager Zhang lay on his back on the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

He clutched tightly at the terrifying, see-through bloody hole in his chest, feeling the vitality within his body draining away at a terrifying speed.

His life had reached its end.