The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Chapter 740 Awakening

With Chen Gou's various buffs, plus four other support characters from the side.

Although Song Feng's skill level was not as high as the three Axe Gang leaders, he was still able to fight them off and even hold his own.

Each attack by the spearmen was powerful and heavy; what appeared to be a light strike was enough to send a burly man like the Hammer Hall Master flying.

If someone were to be stabbed by the spearhead, the hole would be so large that they would likely die on the spot.

However, this favorable situation did not last long.

Chief Lu has made his move.

He did not attack Song Feng, but instead quickly walked to Si Tiao's side.

"Oops~ I've been caught~"

Chief Lu used one hand in an eagle claw shape to grab four necks.

"Hmph, all that mystification! You think singing can make people dance? Let me see who you are!"

Before Chief Lu could remove his hood, Song Feng used the momentum to retreat and entered the range of his clone's recall.

"return!"

The four lines disappeared on the spot, overlapping with the Song Dynasty's seal.

"Old thief or new thief~ If you put me away, I won't be able to help you anymore."

Song Feng knew this.

But he still didn't want to see the four of them in danger.

"It's alright, Brother Huo is here."

Upon seeing the Axe Gang, Song Feng was already calling out to the other twenty-odd clones who were still on missions in other parts of Baiyun City.

"Today is my problem. If my clones were all here, these guys from the Axe Gang wouldn't be a threat."

The clones offered words of comfort.

"New thief, old thief, you need to change your mindset."

"That's right. From the moment you had us, you should have known that you could no longer follow the rules of the world."

"Abandon those useless rules and just go for it!"

"You're such a jerk! JOJO!"

Even if the clones' words make sense, Song Feng still has to overcome the Axe Gang hurdle.

With four of them gone, Chen Gou knew things would be tougher now.

"Brother, I've dragged you into this..."

"Don't say things like that now. Think about what good stuff you have hidden away, and bring it out and use it."

Chen Gou simply took off his Taoist robe.

The inside is densely packed with various retractable capsules.

Because the retractable capsules weren't cheap, there were also many bottles, jars, talismans, and weapons that were simply hung inside the Taoist robe.

Song Feng glanced over and it was as if he were looking at a supermarket shelf.

"You're dressed like you're from a small shop."

"Don't laugh at me, little brother. This is all the result of my years of hard work."

He called it accumulation, but when it really came down to it, Song Feng realized that most of what he had accumulated was pretty useless stuff.

They throw out a fire bomb, claiming it's comparable to C4 explosives.

As a result, a firework exploded on the spot.

He then took out a peach wood sword, saying it was a magical treasure that could take the head of an enemy from a thousand miles away.

As soon as it took off, it prompted that its spiritual energy was insufficient and it needed to be recharged.

A while later, he swallowed a bunch of pills, saying they could create a highly toxic bad breath that could kill the enemy with the stench.

As a result, he was overwhelmed by the stench.

Helpless, Song Feng fought against three men alone. Spears, hammers, cleavers, and meteor hammers clashed in turn, making a ping-pong sound.

Two fists can't beat four hands, let alone when the opponent's level is higher than yours.

Song Feng was beaten and injured in just a few rounds.

The other party deliberately avoided harming his vital organs, intending to keep him alive to inquire about the whereabouts of the stone fragments from the Song Gua stone statue.

Chief Lu watched from the sidelines, now feeling much more at ease.

"Heh, you think you can create multiple clones, and then dress your clone up as a bandit, and you'll be Song Gua? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror! Tell me, where's the goods?!"

Song Feng ignored him and suddenly stopped what he was doing, turning his head to look in one direction.

The three men who were fighting him looked puzzled and followed his gaze.

But then a ball of flame came rushing towards them, its light turning the sky above the poor neighborhood crimson!

"boom!!!"

The fireball landed and exploded on the spot, blowing all three leaders of the Axe Gang and a group of gang members away!

"ah!!!"

Not only that, the three-story building rented by Song Feng also collapsed due to the shockwave of the explosion.

The building was made of such rough materials that even when it collapsed, the people trapped inside were able to climb out on their own.

The fireball gradually contracted its flames, focusing on a human figure.

Red headgear!

Red Taoist robe!

Someone in the crowd shouted something.

"The King of Fire?!"

Huozi patted his Taoist robe, extinguishing the lingering flame.

"It seems not everyone has forgotten us."

However, Huozi's cool demeanor only lasted three seconds.

Before he could make another move, an inconspicuous piece of metal shot out near Huozi's feet.

Huozi looked down.

But then, arcs of electricity emanated from the metal sheet, forming an electric net that trapped Brother Huo inside.

Huozi tried to rush out, but the high voltage from the electric grid was so strong that his bones were visible through the wires, like an X-ray.

Song Feng turned to look at Chief Lu, who was holding a strangely shaped white pistol.

Song Feng recognized it; this thing was called an electric prison pistol, and the bullets it fired were those metal shrapnel.

Huo Zi scratched his headgear.

"Damn it... I forgot, this is a cyberpunk fantasy era."

Seeing that Chief Lu had pulled out another red pistol and was about to shoot Huozi again, Song Feng quickly retrieved Huozi as well.

This red pistol can fire laser beams, which Huo Zi Ge's mortal body can't withstand.

The Axe Gang made a living by collecting protection money in poor neighborhoods.

Although the gang members didn't seem to have much money, their weapons for fighting were surprisingly ordinary axes.

That doesn't mean the gang leader is broke.

If you have money, of course you should buy equipment.

Chief Lu put away his electric prison pistol, picked up an axe from one of his underlings who was half-dead from the explosion that Brother Huo had made, and walked towards Song Feng.

"Will you tell or not?"

Song Feng looked at him coldly.

"I told you, the item is gone."

"Gone? Where did it go? Did you sell it to someone else?"

"No comment."

"Heh, forget it, I guess you won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin..."

Lu Gang Leader suddenly quickened his pace, rushing towards Song Feng and leaving behind afterimages.

He leaped up, his axe transforming into thirty-six, spinning and flying in different directions, then striking back at an even faster speed, attacking Song Feng from both sides.

Chen Gou exclaimed in surprise.

"Spiritual techniques! Holy crap! Are gang leaders this corrupt now? They're all at the Innate Spiritual Warrior level? You're already at the Innate level, why aren't you siding with a major power? What are you doing in the gangs?!"

Faced with a master of innate spiritual martial arts, Song Feng knew he was powerless.

The voices of the clones echoed in my ears.

"Let me out! I'll take a knife for you!"

"Old thief and new thief! Don't be so stubborn! Even if we're going to die, let us die first, then you can die!"

"He's got a blockhead!"

Song Feng still did not release his clone.

Knowing that releasing it would only send his clone to its death, Song Feng was unwilling to do so.

Just as the thirty-six axes were about to chop Song Feng into mincemeat, Song Feng suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

The next instant, his head drooped, he lost consciousness, and the spear fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to stagger and fall, he suddenly straightened up.

"Buzz—"

A terrifying pressure erupted from Song Feng.