82: Chapter 82 Now, Miss Zhang, you are the one at ease.

The cold, stern voice was still echoing when Vice Captain Zhang Hu's massive body collapsed with a boom, slamming heavily into the dirt as the light in his eyes faded completely.

Until the very moment of his death, he could not understand why Qin Feng, who was clearly "exhausted," could still unleash such terrifying power.

Silence!

A deathly silence surrounded them, broken only by the wailing of the cold wind passing through the ancient trees.

In the clearing, only Captain Zhang Yan and Qin Feng remained.

Captain Zhang Yan stared fixedly at her brother's tragic corpse, her pupils contracting violently, her chest heaving. But soon, she forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart.

Because she keenly sensed that after that punch was thrown, the violent Qi in Qin Feng's body seemed even dimmer than before.

"Good move, truly a good move!"

Captain Zhang Yan suddenly sneered, reaching to her waist to draw a long, narrow snow-white blade, its edge flickering with a chilling gleam in the dim light.

"Qin Feng, I admit, I truly underestimated you."

Stepping over the corpses littering the ground, Captain Zhang Yan walked forward step by step, her tone filled with a coldness like a venomous snake flicking its tongue. She said, "Feigning weakness to lure my brother to his death, then using your last reserves to deliver a thunderous strike. With such cunning and ruthlessness, given time, there would surely be a place for you in the Management Hall."

At this point, her tone took a sharp turn, her eyes becoming incredibly ferocious. "However, you really have reached your limit now, haven't you? You've used up all your throwing knives, and your trump cards are all spent! At this moment, you are undoubtedly going to die!"

Qin Feng stood where he was, silent.

His face looked somewhat pale, and he just stared coldly at the approaching Captain Zhang Yan.

"Go accompany my brother in death."

Captain Zhang Yan stopped wasting words, and the Qi of a Mortal Stage 9 Peak instantly poured into her snow-white blade!

"Swish!"

She transformed into a red afterimage, her speed reaching the extreme, and the sharp blade light, like a streak of silk, went straight for Qin Feng's throat!

Qin Feng frowned slightly, barely managing to activate the Clear Wind Shadow technique under his feet.

"Sish—"

The blade grazed past his shoulder, barely dodging the fatal strike, but his movements appeared somewhat sluggish and stiff.

"Dodge? Where else can you hide!"

Seeing this, Captain Zhang Yan felt reassured. She gave a sharp cry, flipped her wrist, and the long blade transformed into an airtight web of steel, tightly enveloping him.

Qin Feng parried clumsily amidst the blade light, seemingly truly pushed to a desperate situation, forced to retreat constantly.

Just as he retreated to a thick ancient tree and seemed to have nowhere left to go!

A flash of ferocity crossed Captain Zhang Yan's eyes. She did not strike with the blade, but instead swung her long, slender right leg fiercely, bringing with it a piercing sonic boom as she kicked hard toward Qin Feng's chest!

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

Qin Feng crossed his arms to block his chest, but his whole body was kicked off the ground by the terrifying force of that blow, and with a "boom," he flew backward seven or eight meters.

Finally, he slammed heavily into the trunk of another towering ancient tree, fell down, knelt on one knee, and clutched his chest, coughing violently.

"Hehehe..."

Seeing the scene before her, Captain Zhang Yan finally couldn't help but burst into unbridled, wild laughter.

She carried the bloodied snow-white blade, swaying her alluring waist as she walked triumphantly toward Qin Feng.

Looking down from above, she stared at him with the gaze one would use for a dead dog.

"What a pity, truly a pity."

Captain Zhang Yan tapped Qin Feng's shoulder lightly with the back of her blade, her tone full of condescension and mockery. "Just now, if you had been willing to submit to me like a dog, I might have spared your life. But now, it's too late."

"In your next life, remember to know your own worth. Don't think that just because you have a little talent, you can look down on everyone!"

As she spoke, Captain Zhang Yan slowly raised the blade in her hand. Just as she was about to end Qin Feng's life with one strike, the man who had been keeping his head lowered suddenly curled the corners of his mouth into an eerie arc.

"Who told you..."

Qin Feng's voice sounded as if it were drifting from Hell, cold and bone-chilling, "that my throwing knives must be held in my hand?"

Captain Zhang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and an unprecedented sense of life-or-death crisis instantly enveloped her entire body.

She swung the long blade down without hesitation, wanting to chop off Qin Feng's head directly!

But it was already too late!

Suddenly, Qin Feng joined his fingers into a sword shape with one hand, and the Mortal Stage 9 True Qi within his body erupted like a long-suppressed volcano.

"Rise!"

Qin Feng suddenly reached out and swung violently toward the Void Realm in the distance!

Controlling the blade with Qi—

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

More than ten meters away, on the corpses of those elite members of the Fifth Team, the pitch-black throwing knives that had originally been deeply embedded in their throats and between their eyebrows suddenly emitted a series of piercing blade chimes under the guidance of the powerful True Qi!

The next second.

Four blood-stained steel throwing knives flew backward directly, transforming into four black lightning bolts, striking from behind Captain Zhang Yan through the air!

"What?!"

Captain Zhang Yan felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, but the distance was too close, the speed too fast; she had no time to react at all!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

Four sounds of flesh being torn rang out almost simultaneously!

"Ah—!!!"

Captain Zhang Yan let out a scream of extreme misery.

The four throwing knives accurately and unerringly pierced through her wrists and ankles!

The immense inertia and the impact of the True Qi directly lifted her off the ground, and with a "bang," she was nailed firmly to a thick tree trunk.

"Clang!"

The snow-white blade in her hand slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.

Captain Zhang Yan was nailed to the tree in a spread-eagled "big" shape, blood from her limbs trickling down the tree trunk.

Her face was twisted in pain, and her eyes were filled with unbelievable, extreme terror...

"Controlling the blade with Qi... How is this possible? You haven't reached the transcendent realm; how could you achieve this...?"

Captain Zhang Yan screamed hoarsely, the pride and triumph in her heart shattered to pieces at this moment.

She finally understood that from beginning to end, Qin Feng's weakness, exhaustion, and being kicked away were all just acting!

He had intentionally lured her to this position, with her back to those corpses, all to complete this inescapable, fatal strike!

"Swish—!"

Just when Captain Zhang Yan was terrified, another throwing knife from a corpse in the distance, under Qin Feng's guidance, shot straight toward Captain Zhang Yan's throat with chilling murderous intent.

The blade sliced through the air, and the shadow of death completely enveloped Captain Zhang Yan's pupils.

"No—!"

She closed her eyes in despair.

However, the expected pain of having her throat slit did not come.

Just a hair's breadth before the blade tip was about to pierce the skin of her throat!

"Snap."

With a crisp sound, Qin Feng suddenly moved, steadily catching the fatal throwing knife between his fingers.

The tip of the blade was less than half an inch from Captain Zhang Yan's throat.

Qin Feng held the bloodied small knife and slowly walked in front of Captain Zhang Yan, who was nailed to the tree.

The blade edge rested against her chin, which was pale from fear, and slid gently, bringing a cold, deathly sensation.

Looking at the woman who was trembling all over and no longer had a shred of pride, Qin Feng's lips curled up slightly, and he laughed disdainfully, "Captain Zhang Yan, the tides have turned. Now, you are the meat on the chopping block."

The cold blade moved slowly down along Captain Zhang Yan's fair neck, finally stopping at the top button of her tight-fitting black jacket.

"Snap!"

The moment the words fell, Qin Feng flicked his wrist slightly. The tip of the knife precisely sliced off the first button...