Chapter 39: Fierce Battle Against Hua Feng
From the backyard?
A man in black?
My base got raided?
Three thoughts flashed through Hua Feng's mind almost simultaneously. His eyes widened as he stared at Xiao Wen.
The next moment, fury erupted across his face. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised the ghost-headed saber in his hand and slashed toward Xiao Wen.
Starting a fight without even saying a word?
A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Wen's face. He raised the Python-Head Moon-Sundering Spear to block.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out as Xiao Wen was forced several steps backward.
Block, HP -29. (Hua Feng)
Block, HP -99. (Xiao Wen)
Two red damage numbers floated above their heads. Xiao Wen remained calm and immediately cast an Appraisal skill at the man before him.
General: Hua Feng
Gender: Male
Rank: Elite General (Second Rank)
Level: 25
Personality: Warlike, Arrogant
Talent Attributes: 225/20
Weapon: Ghost-Head Nine-Ring Saber
Faction: First Chief of Qingfeng Stronghold
When Hua Feng's talent attributes appeared, even Xiao Wen could not help but exclaim inwardly.
The gap between a Bronze-grade faction and a Bluestone-grade faction did not seem as large as he had imagined.
This fellow was probably one of the weakest among the Bronze-grade strongholds.
His level was only twenty-five, barely meeting the standard.
Zhou Qi, whom Xiao Wen had stabbed to death earlier, had been at most around level twenty-three. The difference was not particularly large.
As for Xiao Wen's current status...
Name: Half-Journey Through the Mortal World
Territory Level: Level 3 Village (5/5)
Lord Level: 22
Territory Coordinates: 241, 142
Equipment: Python-Head Set
Skills: Army-Breaking Strike, Dragon King Break, Divine Dragon Stride, Dragon God's Wrath
Talent Attributes: 170
Constructed Buildings: Lord's Manor, General Summoning Platform, Barracks, Wood Workshop, Blacksmith Shop, Warehouse, Farmhouse, Watchtower...
Unconstructed Buildings: Heavenly Crafts Workshop, Stable...
Generals Under Command: Ma Chao (Level 22), Zhang Song (Level 21), Lu Cheng (Level 21)
...
A fifty-point attribute difference?
Not a problem. I can handle it.
The thought flashed through Xiao Wen's mind.
The next second, Hua Feng charged directly at him.
Seeing that Xiao Wen had actually blocked his blade, Hua Feng was slightly startled. Then his saber slashed out repeatedly, creating gusts of blade wind as it closed in on Xiao Wen from all directions.
Power erupted in an instant.
Surging waves of energy spread through the battlefield. One wave after another crashed forward like a rising tide, threatening to drown Xiao Wen completely.
Xiao Wen's expression turned serious. His spear thrust forward.
The long spear moved like a dragon. Every strike brought sharp whistling sounds through the air, and faint dragon roars seemed to echo around them.
Skill: Dragon King Break!
The spear shot out accompanied by roaring dragon cries as Xiao Wen directly clashed against Hua Feng.
Back and forth they fought.
Blade light and spear shadows filled the battlefield.
The constant humming of weapons echoed through the air without end.
...
While the two were locked in battle, outside the stronghold, Wang Heng stood at the very front.
Clad in armor and holding a spear, his face remained expressionless.
Beside him stood a muscular general carrying a large saber.
A fifth-rank general.
Gan Ning.
Wang Heng stared ahead, his eyes fixed on the mountain stronghold. His expression revealed neither joy nor anger, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Turning around, he glanced at the troops behind him, who had already suffered heavy casualties.
His face darkened slightly.
At present, he had already reached the limit of a Level 3 Village Lord.
Level 20.
(Note: Xiao Wen had reached Level 22 because after changing classes, his aptitude became comparable to a Second-Rank General, raising his level cap to 40.)
If he wanted to level up further, he had to capture the stronghold.
But from the current situation, eliminating the two chiefs at the top of the mountain would be extremely difficult.
According to the information obtained from captured prisoners, the First Chief was Level 25, while the Second Chief was Level 22.
Both possessed exceptionally powerful combat abilities.
Could they defeat such opponents?
Perhaps.
But they would definitely pay a terrible price.
Even Gan Ning might die in the process.
The General Summoning Platform only provided three initial resurrection opportunities.
What would happen if all three were exhausted?
Wang Heng did not know.
But he suspected it would mean permanent death, with no possibility of revival.
A fifth-rank general was incredibly difficult to obtain.
The difficulty of recruiting one alone proved that.
Furthermore, if his general died while attacking a stronghold, where would he put his dignity as a vice guild master?
Therefore...
Under the current circumstances, perhaps retreating would be the better choice?
The thought surfaced in Wang Heng's mind.
Immediately afterward, another idea emerged.
Gather more people.
Let others risk their lives and wear down the strength of those two chiefs.
If one person could not defeat them, then what about enough people sacrificing themselves?
At worst, a few more deaths.
He could simply recruit more players and compensate them later with some rewards.
After all, the lives of those guild members meant nothing to him.
To Wang Heng, they were merely tools to be exploited.
However, just as these thoughts were running through his mind, a player who had been sent ahead to scout the boss's condition came rushing back.
His face was filled with terror, as though he had witnessed something unbelievable.
“B-Boss! Someone's fighting Hua Feng at the training ground ahead! Not one of ours! Someone's stealing the kill!” the player shouted.
The moment those words reached Wang Heng's ears, shock and rage appeared on his face.
Stealing the kill?
Stealing his boss?
I've been fighting and bleeding up here, and someone actually dares take advantage of me?
The corner of Wang Heng's mouth twitched.
The anger on his face reached its peak.
His eyes seemed ready to spit fire.
Without another word, he immediately led his followers charging toward the mountaintop.
When they rushed into the stronghold and arrived at the training ground, they saw a black-clothed figure wielding a spear against Hua Feng.
The two fought fiercely, exchanging blows without giving an inch.
Each sweep of the spear produced razor-sharp flashes that left multiple wounds across Hua Feng's body.
As if sensing Wang Heng's arrival, the corners of Xiao Wen's mouth curled upward beneath his mask.
A sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.
He immediately sacrificed the Silver-grade weapon he had obtained from Zhou Qi.
Skill activated.
Army-Breaking Strike!
Xiao Wen shouted.
A surge of power erupted from within him, flowing through both arms and into the spear.
Then the spear thrust forward.
Fast.
Heavy.
Overwhelming.
The strike pierced directly into Hua Feng's vital point.
Critical Hit, HP -1999!
A dazzling red damage number appeared.
Hua Feng collapsed to the ground.
His eyes widened as he growled in a low voice:
“My foster father will never let you go!”
Xiao Wen remained unmoved.
He followed up with another thrust, completely finishing him off.
The moment Hua Feng died, golden light flashed on the ground.
Three golden loot orbs exploded out instantly.
In the distance, Wang Heng's pupils contracted.
He immediately rushed toward the three golden orbs.
The boss could be lost.
But the equipment absolutely could not.
Unfortunately for him, before he could reach them, Xiao Wen casually hooked a finger, collected all three loot orbs, and tossed them into his inventory space.
“You bastard! You dare steal my equipment? I'll kill you!”
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