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He followed the same method. Relying on his increased speed and overwhelming power, he quietly followed and ambushed the other three search teams one by one.

The process was thrilling but ultimately safe. On one occasion, a minor leader almost sounded the horn, but he narrowly managed to knock it away with a single slash.

After four battles, he was only slashed twice by two bandits in their dying counterattack in the last battle, losing less than 100 points of health, which was well within his tolerance.

The four minor bosses, apart from the first pair of shoes, only dropped a green bracer and two pieces of white equipment with mediocre stats.

There wasn't even a trace of a martial arts manual.

The drop rate was outrageously low. But Wu Changfeng looked at his brand-new outfit—a green outfit, wrist guards, and fast boots—and the Qingfeng Blade in his hand, which made his attribute panel even more solid.

His defense has improved significantly, and his agility has even surpassed the 50-point mark.

My strength has increased dramatically. A surge of eagerness welled up inside me.

The imposing figure in the temple must be the leader.

Want to try it?

Wu Changfeng glanced at the backpack.

In the corner, the green [Grass Rejuvenation Pill] lay quietly.

Instantly restores 200 HP, and continues to recover afterward; this is a life-saving trump card.

He found a secluded spot behind a rock, sat down, ate some dry rations, and slowly restored his health to full.

The vital energy is also restored to a full state through meditation and breath regulation.

Calm down and weigh the pros and cons.

The risk is huge. The level of that third leader is unknown, but he is definitely a boss above the elite level, and may very well have mastered even stronger martial arts.

Although I have attribute advantages and the Grass Return Pill, the actual battle is ever-changing, and one mistake could lead to defeat.

The penalty for death is too severe; it causes you to drop a level or martial arts realm, and all your previous efforts may be greatly diminished.

but……

Wu Changfeng gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward. A stronghold boss will drop far more loot than a regular mob. It's very likely to drop blue-grade equipment, or even better martial arts manuals.

He possesses extraordinary talent, making his training speed unmatched. Even if he were to die and start over, he would be ten or a hundred times faster than others.

If you don't even dare to challenge the BOSS in a beginner village stronghold, how will you compete for bigger opportunities in the future?

Let's give it a shot!

His eyes sharpened. He adjusted his breathing, restored himself to peak condition, then, carrying his Qingfeng Blade, stepped out of his hiding place and headed straight for the gate of the mountain god's temple.

No longer hiding, their footsteps made a clear sound on the gravel path.

Beside the bonfire inside the temple, the imposing figure suddenly paused and slowly turned around.

This was a giant with a face full of scars and a height of nearly two meters. He wore a slightly tattered but heavy chainmail and had a sheathed longsword hanging at his waist.

His copper bell-like eyes stared at Wu Changfeng as he stepped into the temple gate, his face twitching as he slowly stood up.

"Is it you, you annoying rat, causing trouble outside?" The voice was rough and hoarse, like sand grinding. "You've killed so many of my men, and you still dare to come knocking on my door. Since you're here, you'd better leave your life behind."

He swung his hand back and drew his longsword from his waist with a clang. The blade was broad and thick, its cold light gleaming.

Wu Changfeng finally saw the information above his head:

Xiong Kui, the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold (a third-rate martial artist)

【grade:??】

A third-rate martial artist! As expected, he's a BOSS, and his level is much higher than his, so he can't be directly viewed.

Wu Changfeng took a deep breath, suppressing his slightly accelerated heartbeat. He gripped the Qingfeng Blade tightly with both hands, the tip of the blade pointing diagonally at the ground. He adjusted all his muscles to their optimal state of exertion and stared at his opponent warily.

"You nobody, you're lucky to die by my sword!" Xiong Kui sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, his burly body suddenly burst out with a speed that was disproportionate to his size. He took a step that covered several meters, and his broadsword slashed straight down with a dull whistling sound.

With immense force and weight, even before the sword arrived, the powerful wind made it hard to breathe!

Wu Changfeng was prepared. He used his Wind Chasing Boots to accelerate and activated his movement skills to retreat rapidly to the side and rear.

boom!

The broadsword slashed at the ground, shattering the bluestone tiles and sending fragments of stone flying.

The aftershocks of that force alone made Wu Changfeng's cheek sting.

Such power! It definitely surpasses all the previous minor leaders!

Wu Changfeng's eyes were serious. Taking advantage of the moment when Xiong Kui sheathed his sword, he stepped forward and launched a surprise attack!

The Qingfeng Blade drew a sharp arc, slashing straight at the opponent's ribs—it was the "Flow-Severing Strike" from the Wind-Breaking Blade Technique!

Xiong Kui reacted extremely quickly, flipping his wrist and the broadsword was already lying horizontally beside him like a door panel.

clang!!!

The piercing clang of metal echoed throughout the temple. Sparks flew everywhere.

Wu Changfeng felt an immense force emanating from the blade, which made his arms go numb and his hands ache terribly. He involuntarily staggered back three steps.

Xiong Kui also took a half step back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Good lad! You've got some strength!"

But his offensive continued. With a sweep of his broadsword, he changed his slashing motion to a sweeping one, cleaving the opponent in half! The wind howled, and the area covered was enormous.

Wu Changfeng dared not take the hit head-on, so he ducked and rolled, narrowly avoiding it.

The sword's edge grazed his back, the strong wind causing his green outfit to flutter wildly.

The instant he rolled to his feet, Wu Changfeng switched his blade to his left hand, braced his right hand on the ground, and sprang up like a spring, slashing at Xiong Kui's groin with a backhand strike! The move was ruthless and merciless.

Xiong Kui cursed and slashed down with his broadsword to block.

The two clashed again, and were thrown back by the impact.

In just a few breaths, they had exchanged several blows. Wu Changfeng felt a chill in his heart: This Xiong Kui was extremely strong, his swordsmanship was powerful and forceful, and he had rich combat experience. He was definitely not a fool who relied on brute force.

Although he had the advantage in movement, his opponent's defense was tight, making it difficult to find an opportunity to kill him with a single blow.

"Interesting!" Xiong Kui licked his lips, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity. "But that's where it ends!"

With a flick of his broadsword, his swordplay suddenly changed, no longer bold and expansive, but instead more unpredictable and swift, the sword light flashing as it targeted Wu Changfeng's vital points.

Wu Changfeng focused intently, bringing his perfected Wind-Breaking Saber Technique and his long-practiced dodging skills to their fullest potential.

Swords clashed fiercely in the dilapidated temple, their clanging sounds ringing out incessantly.

The two figures flashed past each other, as swift as the wind.

With his superior agility and swordsmanship, Wu Changfeng constantly moved around, searching for openings.

Xiong Kui, on the other hand, possessed great strength and heavy attacks, his swordplay dense and relentless, pressing forward step by step.

Wu Changfeng's blade occasionally broke through the sword net, striking Xiong Kui's chainmail, sparking and drawing blood, but none of the strikes were fatal.

Xiong Kui's broadsword grazed Wu Changfeng several times. The green outfit's defense and his own constitution reduced the damage considerably, but his health continued to decline steadily.

-67! -58! -89! ...

Both sides' health was slowly but steadily decreasing.

Wu Changfeng glanced at his health points, which were less than half remaining.

Xiong Kui's health bar had dropped by nearly half, but it was still quite strong.

We can't drag this out! The opponent is high-level, has high stats, and might have better recovery abilities.

A fierce glint flashed in Wu Changfeng's eyes. He deliberately created an opening and paused slightly in his steps.

Xiong Kui seized the opportunity, his broadsword darting out like a venomous dragon from its lair, swiftly piercing his heart!

Just as the sword tip was about to strike his body, Wu Changfeng twisted his body at an incredible angle, dodging the vital spot of his heart, and his left shoulder met the sword's edge head-on!

puff!

The sword tip pierced through the flesh and lodged in the shoulder blade, sending a sharp pain through the body.

-214!

A huge damage number appeared! Health instantly plummeted to almost nothing, leaving only a sliver of health!

But this was the moment Wu Changfeng had been waiting for! He gripped the broadsword that was piercing his shoulder with his left hand, and with his right hand, he unleashed the full power and speed of his Qingfeng Blade, carrying the resolute intent of the Great Perfection Wind-Breaking Blade Technique, Rending Wind Strike, transforming it into an extremely dazzling blade of light, slashing straight at Xiong Kui's unsuspecting neck!

"die!"

Xiong Kui was terrified. He tried to draw his sword to block, but it was too late. He could only try to turn his head to the side.

Sizzle—!

The blade cut deep into his neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

-1228!!

A terrifyingly bright red number, accompanied by a critical hit notification, suddenly popped up!

Xiong Kui's eyes widened, and he let out a "hoarse" sound as his massive body swayed, his broadsword clattering to the ground.

He stared intently at Wu Changfeng, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, and hissed, "The Boss... will... avenge us..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

[System Notification: Killed Xiong Kui, the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold (a third-rate martial artist), gaining 5000 experience points.]

Two beams of golden light shone down in succession, instantly boosting the level to 12!