Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Chapter 124 Opportunity

"Phew, finally dead." Chen Feng sighed.

He's in pain all over, all from Xie Xuan's kicks. That Thunderclap Leg Technique is incredibly powerful; it allows him to run and fight.

With Xie Xuan's acupoints mostly opened, if the other party hadn't been so overconfident and seized the opportunity to unleash a powerful attack, he would definitely not have gotten the better of him.

Chen Feng spat out the Blood Explosion Pill from his mouth and put it back into the porcelain bottle.

When this pill was in Chen Feng's mouth, it was enveloped in true qi, so that it was completely undamaged. It was perfect for his daughter to use, and he could use it with ease.

Blood-Exploding Pills aren't cheap, and throwing them away would be too extravagant, so Chen Feng refused to waste them.

"If opening fifty more acupoints can make you this much stronger, then what kind of power would you have if all one hundred and eight acupoints were opened?"

This battle served as a wake-up call for Chen Feng. Although he possessed many skills, he lacked speed, and his ability to fly on grass was no match for someone in the Opening Acupoint Realm.

If he possessed leg skills as formidable as Xie Xuan's Thunderclap Leg Technique, today's fight wouldn't have been so troublesome, and he could have taken fewer hits while "flying the kite."

Chen Feng crouched down to examine the corpse, hoping that Xie Xuan would carry the Thunderclap Kick martial art with him.

Unfortunately, no.

Not only did he lack martial arts skills, but he also couldn't find many bottles of pills. Xie Xuan was practically penniless. The most valuable thing he had was probably the token of the leader of the Canal Gang hanging on his waist.

"The drop rate is so low! And you're supposed to be a veteran martial arts master, yet you have less loot than me," Chen Feng complained.

Perhaps due to overconfidence, Xie Xuan didn't bring a single life-saving pill with him. Upon closer inspection, this is understandable, as at his level, there are very few people in the entire Jiangzhou who could kill him.

Even if he were to be surrounded and killed by two cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm, he could use his Thunderclap Leg to quickly escape the battlefield and flee to heaven.

He probably never dreamed that an unknown leader of the Canglang Gang could kill him.

Chen Feng carefully put away the captured pills, which were all medicines for cultivation. He would need them when he practiced the "Sea-Stabilizing Iron Armor Skill".

Then there's the leader's token, which can be taken back to the guild and exchanged for contribution points.

Chen Feng originally wanted to take off Xie Xuan's boots and wear them himself, because the boots were specially made, with black iron wrapped around the toe and back, and the upper was made of soft-scaled deer hide, making them very valuable.

But then he thought about it again and felt uncomfortable wearing someone else's shoes, so he gave up on that idea and instead took them off and took them back to sell as materials.

Chen Feng wandered around the forest for a long time, retrieved the sword that had been kicked away, and only went back to find Ge Shan after confirming that everything had been looted.

Seeing that Ge Shan still showed no signs of waking up, Chen Feng channeled wood-element true energy into his body to heal him.

He had previously tested it on a rogue, and this Wood Element True Qi could indeed be used on others, as long as their meridians were strong enough to withstand the power.

If they can't hold on... they'll end up like that scoundrel, now only his eyeballs can move.

Ge Shan is at the Qi Condensation Realm, so there's no need to worry.

Before long, he slowly woke up thanks to Chen Feng's treatment.

"Cough, cough, cough, how come it's you?" Ge Shan couldn't help but cough violently after getting up, coughing up the blood clots in his chest cavity.

He could hardly believe his eyes. Before he fainted, he thought about being killed or taken to the Canal Gang, but he never imagined that he would be rescued from Xie Xuan by the head of the gang.

Ge Shan's gaze fell on the boots Chen Feng was carrying, and a thought that he considered extremely absurd began to frantically grow in his mind.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he asked, "Where is Xie Xuan?"

"Dead," Chen Feng answered crisply and decisively.

"Dead, dead, dead..." Ge Shan repeated these two words over and over as if he had lost his soul. After a moment, he suddenly stood up and then suddenly knelt down.

boom! boom! boom!

Without saying a word, he kowtowed three times to Chen Feng, his forehead slamming down hard, ignoring the gravel mixed in with the soil in the forest.

"I am deeply grateful and will never thank you. From this day forward, I, Ge Shan, am willing to follow General Chen to the death, through fire and water, with absolutely no disloyalty!"

Ge Shan's eyes were faintly red, his gaze burning and resolute.

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded slightly, helped Ge Shan up, and then asked, "Where are the others? I only saw you and Shi Zheng on the way here."

Ge Shan froze instantly, a surge of intense grief welling up inside him, his eyes turning red, his sorrow clearly visible.

"According to the plan, we were going to different branches of the gang, and we left the city in batches. The gang was targeting me, but the others should be able to arrive smoothly."

Ge Shan's voice was hoarse, unable to hide his grief: "Shi Zheng was killed by me, I want to take him back."

He staggered toward the opposite side, where there was a broken tree and a stone peak lying beneath it. He bent down and lifted one of the corpse's arms.

Chen Feng remained silent for a moment, then stepped forward and carried Shi Zheng on his back, saying, "You are seriously injured, let me carry you, you can walk by yourself."

On the pipeline, Chen Feng carried Shi Zheng's body ahead, with Ge Shan following slowly behind. The two remained silent the entire way.

It wasn't until evening, when the setting sun dipped low over the branches, that the two returned to Feiyu Ferry.

Snapped!

A letter was slammed onto the table.

"Look at him for yourself! What a scoundrel Lu Kui! He just became a Grand Martial Master and he pulls this stunt. Who gave him such audacity!"

Qi Hai was furious.

"You just throw away the territory that cost so many brothers their lives! Where's your arrogance? Where's your backbone? The gang rules are written in black and white, and you've thrown them all away!"

He Chuan sat opposite him, his gaze sweeping over the letter, his face grim: "You know what kind of person Lu Kui is, he's just a bit cautious. Right now, the gang leader is at a critical stage of breakthrough, so I don't think there's anything wrong with what he did."

Qi Hai stared at He Chuan: "So Fang Liebai is dead? Did you and the gang leader kill that branch leader for nothing?"

Kill the chicken to emulate the monkey, then destroy the knife in front of the monkey after killing the chicken—what are you trying to do!

I've already dispatched the main hall masters from various places, and they should arrive in the next few days. It's ridiculous that Lu Kui would hand over the territory at this time.

"Get out! Is this some kind of rebellion?!"

He Chuan fell silent for a moment before speaking, "I'll go there right now and give the brothers an explanation."

"No need."

A voice came from outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and Wang Lan stepped inside.

Qi Hai turned his head and saw that Wang Lan's breathing was long and restrained, and his spirit was concentrated and unyielding, like a deep pool of still water, unfathomable.

His anger instantly turned to joy: "It's done?"

Wang Lan shook her head.

Seeing this, Qi Hai's eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed, "Sigh, let's take it slow."

"You two will stay at headquarters this time; I can go there myself," Wang Lan said to the two of them.

Qi Hai's expression changed: "But—"

"I've seen it clearly. There's something blocking the way. I can't take the final step just by hard work. My opportunity isn't here." Wang Lan smiled slightly.

An opportunity? Could it be—

Qi Hai and He Chuan exchanged a glance, and they could clearly see the excitement shining in each other's eyes.

That was a ray of light called hope.

They understood what Wang Lan meant by the opportunity: the dawn that would break the long-standing, rigid pattern of Jiangzhou having only one master.