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Wu Changfeng wielded the Qingfeng Blade, feeling as if the blade in his hand was weightless. He could slash, cut, and thrust at will, and the air whistled as the blade passed by.

He randomly picked five level 7 bandits who were gathered together and charged into the battle.

The blade flashed like snow, and the figures moved like the wind.

Despite being surrounded by five bandits, they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

As if he knew all the attack routes in advance, he would always sidestep, slide, and crouch at the last second, while the green blade in his hand was like the scythe of death, each swing bringing a flash of blood and a scream.

The battle ended in less than fifteen seconds.

All five bandits were wiped out, and Wu Changfeng only lost a negligible few points of health—which he deliberately took while testing a certain dodge angle.

Killing monsters without taking damage has become the norm.

Even if he were to face ten bandits at the same time, he was confident that he could quickly defeat them by relying on his positioning and explosive sword skills, and at most suffer minor injuries.

Not long after, he encountered another wandering level 9 elite minion, this time a burly man wielding an axe.

The battle was much easier than the last one.

The speed brought by his 43 points of agility, combined with the swiftness of the perfected "Wind-Breaking Saber Technique," allowed him to completely control the rhythm.

The leader's powerful axe strikes all missed, and Wu Changfeng seized the opportunity to strike his vital joints seven times in succession.

The entire battle lasted only about twenty seconds. Wu Changfeng was only grazed on the arm by the axe wind once when he dodged to the side, losing a little over thirty points of health.

The minor leader fell, dropping a green-quality coarse cloth outfit.

【Stretch Leather Fit (Green)】

[Type: Upper Body Armor]

[Defense: +15]

[Special Effect: Reduces incoming physical damage by 3%.]

[Durability: 40/40]

Wu Changfeng immediately changed into the new clothes. The coarse cloth garment was replaced with a more sturdy and compact dark gray outfit, which significantly improved his defense while maintaining his agility.

I've mastered the swordsmanship; there are no new techniques for me right now.

Wu Changfeng felt the surging power within him and looked deeper into the mountains and forests.

It's time to go to the mountain god temple.

According to the village chief, it was just a stockpile of grain and fodder, not a bandit stronghold, and the guarding force should be limited.

He carried the green-bladed knife and followed the increasingly clear mountain path.

The trees gradually thinned out, and a relatively open mountain valley appeared ahead. In the center of the valley, a dilapidated mountain god temple stood quietly.

The temple walls are mottled, and the plaque above the door is long gone.

But at this moment, the area around the temple was filled with the air of bandits.

More than twenty bandits patrolled back and forth in the open space outside the temple gate, their formation scattered but covering all directions.

Two of the underlings, dressed in iron-plated leather armor and carrying thick-backed machetes, stood on either side of the temple gate, their fierce gazes sweeping across the surroundings.

The defenses... didn't seem too tight. But Wu Changfeng's gaze passed over the temple gate and looked inside.

The temple was dimly lit, but a bonfire could be vaguely seen burning in the center. Three burly figures were gathered around the fire, laughing and talking loudly, drinking from bowls of wine, and tearing into pieces of meat.

Those people gave him a completely different feeling from the riffraff outside.

Even from a distance, one could feel a subtle sense of oppression.

Wu Changfeng frowned.

The situation was more complicated than he had anticipated. He was confident he could slowly wear down the twenty-odd bandits and two minor leaders outside.

But those guys in the temple... they can't see the information clearly, they're probably not good people.

He couldn't rush in rashly. If all the monsters aggroed him and swarmed him, even with his high stats, he wouldn't be able to withstand the combined attack of over thirty swords and several suspected leaders.

We need to probe the situation first.

Wu Changfeng hid behind the bushes at the edge of the valley and carefully observed the patrolling bandits' route.

They found a relatively secluded corner where three bandits were huddled together, slacking off and chatting.

He picked up a pebble and flicked it with his finger.

The pebble hit one of the bandits squarely on the back of the head.

"Ouch! Who?!" The bandit cried out in pain and turned around angrily.

Wu Changfeng peeked out from behind the bushes, beckoned with his finger, and then quickly withdrew, retreating further into the woods.

"Damn it! There's a spy!" The three bandits were indeed enraged and chased after them with their knives.

As soon as they entered the woods, they were met with a lightning-fast flash of blades.

Puff puff!

Three slashes, three streaks of white light. Clean and swift.

Wu Changfeng quickly picked up the fallen copper coins and looked towards the direction of the mountain god temple—the other bandits seemed unaware of the commotion and continued their patrols.

He felt relieved: it seemed they didn't share a common hatred, so he could lure them out in batches to kill them.

He used the same method to lure out six more lone or small groups of bandits in three separate incidents, then silently eliminated them at the edge of the forest.

A gap has appeared in the outer patrol perimeter.

Wu Changfeng grew bolder and moved closer, preparing to take action against a group of bandits near the two minor leaders at the temple entrance.

He seized the opportunity when a five-man patrol was heading away from the temple gate, and suddenly attacked from the flank, his green blade flashing with a deadly arc.

Before the five bandits could react, three of them fell instantly. The remaining two were terrified, and one of them instinctively pulled out a bull horn from his pocket, about to put it to his mouth.

Wu Changfeng's pupils contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind. He pushed off with his feet, his figure darting out like lightning, the green blade slicing through a straight, cold line!

laugh!

The blade struck the horn precisely, slicing off half of the bandit's hand along with it!

"Ah—!" the bandit screamed in agony.

Another bandit's knife was already slashing down, but Wu Changfeng dodged to the side and slashed across the bandit's throat with a backhand stroke.

The battle ended in seconds. Wu Changfeng stared at the severed hand and the broken horn on the ground, cold sweat beading on his back.

That was close. That horn was clearly an alarm device. If it had been sounded, all the bandits inside and outside the temple would probably have swarmed in.

He dared not linger on the outskirts any longer, quickly picked up the fallen item, and slipped into the deeper shade of the trees, holding his breath to observe.

The mountain god temple remained calm, seemingly unaware of the changes taking place here.

But Wu Changfeng knew that with so many fewer patrol members, they would be discovered sooner or later. He had to speed things up.

As he was pondering, a particularly imposing figure stood up beside the bonfire inside the temple gate. He seemed to glance outside and give a few instructions to the leader at the door.

Soon, two men with a distinctly stronger aura than ordinary bandits emerged from the temple gate. Judging from their attire, they were similar to the scarred man they had killed earlier, and were likely at the level of minor leaders.

They and the two crooked-headed leaders each selected a team of about five or six bandits, divided them into four groups, and began searching the surrounding valley.

The imposing figure turned and went back into the temple, cursing under his breath.

Wu Changfeng, hiding in the shadows, saw everything clearly.

The four teams were scattered, each led by only one squad leader.

opportunity!

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he quietly followed the smallest group—a small leader and four bandits—as they headed towards the woods to the southeast.

Once the group was far enough out of sight of the others, Wu Changfeng emerged from behind a tree like a ghost and pounced on the bandit at the back of the group.

The blade flashed, and heads fell.

"Enemy attack!" The person in front heard the noise and had just turned around when a second flash of blade arrived.

This time, Wu Changfeng learned his lesson and his primary target was the minor leader who was about to pull out the horn.

He went all out, his 43 points of agility making him as fast as a shadow. Just as the leader had half-drawn his horn, his Green Edge Blade pierced his heart like a venomous snake.

-588!

Incredible critical hit damage! The little boss's eyes bulged, and he looked down in disbelief at the knife in his chest before collapsing limply.

The remaining three bandits were terrified and turned to run away, but Wu Changfeng caught up with them and killed them one by one.

The entire battle was silent. The bugle never sounded.

Wu Changfeng quickly looted the corpse. The underling dropped a pair of rather lightweight, thin-soled, fast boots.

【Wind Chaser Boots (Green)】

[Type: Foot]

[Defense: +5]

[Agility: +8]

[Durability: 35/35]

Great stuff! It perfectly addresses his relative weakness in agility. Wu Changfeng immediately put it on, and his feet suddenly felt lighter, giving him a light and breezy feeling as if he were walking on the wind.