It had to be said, this person had grasped the timing of his move perfectly. He clearly possessed strength comparable to the Tiger Blade, yet he had held back, only choosing to strike the moment Yang Feilong heavily wounded the Tiger Blade. It was as opportune as it could possibly be.
This was because most people would naturally let down their guard after defeating the strongest opponent.
Furthermore, he was confident in his success because he practiced a certain technique for concealing his aura. He had remained hidden until now, to the point where even the Tiger Blade was unaware of his true strength. However, he had underestimated Yang Feilong. Yang Feilong, being naturally cautious and possessing powerful spiritual sense, had already detected his anomaly beforehand and had kept a portion of his attention focused on him.
Therefore, the moment this man launched his surprise attack, Yang Feilong's dagger, as if performing a graceful dance, blocked his blade!
Clang!
The sound of metal striking echoed.
Everyone present wore expressions of shock. He managed to block that?
Lei Tao and the others, amidst their astonishment, let out a sigh of relief.
As for the Tiger Blade and his men, shock was mixed with profound disappointment. He failed even then?
"The person Wu Lang sent me, I thought it was to capture Yang Feilong as a prisoner. I didn't expect him to be the one to finish the job!" The Tiger Blade's face was grim.
Although he admitted to underestimating Yang Feilong, the fact that Wu Lang had placed such a powerful individual by his side without informing him clearly indicated a lack of trust.
How could he possibly feel good about this?
Of course, at this moment, he also felt a sense of relief. Otherwise, the situation would become unmanageable.
"The person Wu Lang sent, their cultivation is likely at the mid-stage of the Xuanwu realm, or even the late-stage! If a surprise attack couldn't defeat this Yang Feilong, then what is Yang Feilong's strength?" The Tiger Blade's eyes flickered as he mused inwardly.
"You..." The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with shock.
Clearly, he hadn't expected his seemingly guaranteed surprise attack to fall short.
"Didn't expect that!" Yang Feilong's lips curved into a playful smile. He instantly closed the distance, his dagger slicing towards the man's throat.
Whoosh!
A dazzling light, imbued with a chilling sharpness, flashed.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. With a hum, he dodged Yang Feilong's lightning-fast strike by turning sideways. Then, without a moment's delay, he thrust his blade, aiming directly for Yang Feilong's heart.
"Hmph!" Yang Feilong let out a cold snort and fiercely swept his dagger.
Bang!
With a resounding thud, the middle-aged man's dagger was struck by Yang Feilong's. A surge of powerful force coursed through him, numbing his five fingers, and his dagger was sent flying.
Boom!
Yang Feilong took a step forward, his dagger thrusting out again, imbued with a resolute power.
The middle-aged man's pupils constricted. He felt a fatal threat. With a roar, he abruptly retreated. But the dagger's speed was too swift, hot on his heels. If he continued to retreat, the outcome would likely be a critical hit.
His expression suddenly turned ferocious. Then, his hands, like a pair of tiger clamps, shot out.
He was reaching for Yang Feilong's throat.
He intended to force Yang Feilong to abandon his offensive. Otherwise, even if the dagger pierced his body, he was confident he could snap Yang Feilong's neck in that instant!
He possessed the confidence and the ability to do so!
However, Yang Feilong's expression remained unchanged, his dagger still thrusting forward relentlessly!
Why? Because if he retreated, he would lose the initiative to his opponent, and his dagger might not even be useful. But he wouldn't stand by and watch his throat be seized by those hands!
His left hand shot out, acting like a small shield, blocking his neck!
"Damn it!" The middle-aged man saw Yang Feilong's choice. If he continued his attack, Yang Feilong's left hand would momentarily block him, and in that fleeting moment, the dagger would have already pierced his vital spot!
His heart filled with frustration and unwillingness. "How does this brat possess such terrifying combat awareness?"
Yes, this was a matter of combat awareness!
A moment of hesitation, or fear, could lead to an irreversible defeat!
Although Yang Feilong had lived in the mountains for a long time, his combat experience had always been rich. In his childhood, when he first began cultivating Qi refinement, his master had sent him out to battle wild beasts.
Countless battles had forged his instincts. Moreover, during his time in Tianhai City, he had frequently engaged in combat, never letting his guard down.
While his opponents were not as strong as him, he rarely relied on his superior cultivation when fighting.
Most of the time, he didn't use his true Qi. Even against cultivators of ancient martial arts, he seldom exerted his full true Qi, relying mostly on his physical body and combat skills. Only when he couldn't overcome an opponent would he employ the appropriate true Qi!
At this juncture, the middle-aged man, fear overwhelming him, abruptly retreated to the side.
Yes, realizing his objective had failed, he chose to retreat ten paces.
Chuff!
Yang Feilong's dagger pierced the middle-aged man's body. Simultaneously, true Qi erupted, causing the middle-aged man to spit blood and be blasted away.
The middle-aged man—severely injured!
His retreat only spared him from a vital hit, but the damage to his body was not significantly reduced.
The next moment, the middle-aged man landed, clutching his abdomen, and fled into the distance.
"Brother Long!" Lei Tao looked at Yang Feilong upon witnessing this.
"He can't escape!" Yang Feilong's lips revealed a hint of a playful smile. In the next instant, he flicked his dagger.
Whoosh!
The dagger transformed into a streak of light, cutting through the air and catching up to the fleeing middle-aged man.
It pierced his right leg.
Then, the power contained within it violently erupted.
Bang!
His right leg was instantly blown to bloody tatters. Stumbling, he fell to the ground. Already severely wounded, this additional blow to his leg caused him to pass out from the pain.
Then, Yang Feilong turned his gaze towards the Tiger Blade.
"Brother, what, what are you doing... he, he's not my man!" The Tiger Blade, seeing Yang Feilong's gaze, repeatedly explained.
It wasn't that he was cowardly!
It was that he realized this young man before him was far too formidable. From the moment he appeared, he had been frighteningly calm.
Even the middle-aged man's surprise attack couldn't harm a single hair on his head. While their cultivation seemed similar, the middle-aged man appeared to be completely toyed with in his hands.
This was too terrifying!
Furthermore, the opponent had proven his overwhelming strength!
If all of them were to attack, they likely wouldn't be able to defeat him, given the vast difference in absolute power!
"What am I doing? I should be asking you that!" Yang Feilong's lips held a playful smile.
"Uh, we just have some conflict with Lei Tao and his group." The Tiger Blade forced a strained smile.
"We'll discuss that later. What is the identity of this middle-aged man? Tell me everything, and if there's a single falsehood, don't blame me for being merciless!" Yang Feilong's face displayed a cold sneer.
"This..." The Tiger Blade hesitated for a moment, but upon seeing Yang Feilong's expression, he let out a bitter smile and said, "He, he's Wu Lang's man!"
Faced with Yang Feilong's threat, he chose to confess.