Chapter 111: Fearful Speculation (2700+)
Translator: Cinder Translations
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Tap, tap!
In the dream world, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Chen Feng, with a black bag slung over his shoulder, released his perception as he walked through a district full of towering buildings, heading straight toward the south.
According to the map, there was a new branch of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall nine kilometers away, still within the Blue Light Zone.
Walking alone, Chen Feng glanced at his own status panel.
[Azure Armor LV2: 98/100]
Today, when he killed Blood Poison Hand, the opponent had given him 12 fear points.
Just two more points and it would level up. When that happens, Azure Armor's power would definitely soar.
"But where can I get them?"
As the thought flashed through his mind, Chen Feng was halfway through his journey, turning a corner and entering a single-story apartment.
He absorbed a "Limit Breaking" Light Orb floating in the living room, but his mind wasn’t fully focused on it.
The requirement for fear points was to make others fear him, and it had to be within a certain range.
If this weren’t the case, when he killed Zhao Jianlong during the city battle, which had nearly caused a stir in the whole district, with so many pedestrians and security officers around, he should have reached Azure Armor LV3 by now.
Moreover, fear points also differed in quality.
Ordinary respect was vastly different from life-and-death terror.
The individual's strength and mental resilience also had an impact on this.
Suddenly, Chen Feng thought of the many disciples at the mountain gate.
The weakest of them were in the Bone Refining realm, and there were even True Disciples at the Inner Strength realm.
"No, it won’t work."
After thinking for a while, Chen Feng decided against it. These disciples, including the True Disciples, currently viewed him with respect and goodwill. It wouldn’t be appropriate to make them fear him.
His thoughts scattered, and he stored away the Limit Breaking Light Orb, starting to think about which enemies he still had left.
Zhao Jianlong was dead, and his family, it seemed, was scared out of their wits and had fled Nanjiang.
As for the Dong Tao that Lin Hao had mentioned, no one knew where he was hiding.
Hmm?
Suddenly, Chen Feng remembered the silver-gray cyborg from Utopia.
"I wonder if there’s any news from Utopia."
His gaze flashed, but he quickly suppressed the distraction and decided to head down the mountain early to see if there were other targets he could find to collect fear points.
Tap, tap!
The footsteps continued as he entered another residential building, where he found a Limit Breaking Light Orb and an attribute Light Orb.
[Strength: 18.6]
[Agility: 17.0 → 17.2]
[Constitution: 22.4 → 22.5]
[Willpower: 19.0 → 19.2]
"Insignificant."
Chen Feng shook his head.
But...
He walked away from the building.
Stepping onto the balcony, he stopped.
Looking down, a piece of paper filled with writing was blown by the breeze and landed here.
Raising an eyebrow, Chen Feng suddenly realized that the handwriting on it seemed familiar.
[Alliance Year 246, March 7th.]
[Hahahahaha, I, Wang Yu, am really a genius!!]
[Who said that a mediocre talent can’t save the world? I’m amazing, directly mutating my talent—who can resist?]
[Zhou Chong, this old guy, used to look down on me. Hmph, now he knows to speak quietly, right?]
[When I become the leader of the enforcement team, no, the commander, let's see if he won't stand up and toast me.]
[Alliance Year 246, March 9th.]
[Damn, damn, why can’t I summon Alonco anymore?]
[Was the backlash from the last time too severe? But no, I’ve basically recovered now.]
[Don’t mess with me, Alonco! Everyone in the city knows I can summon heroic spirits. Why aren’t you responding to my call?]
[Big Brother, please, will you respond once tomorrow? I’ll give you a bow! Please!]
[Alliance Year 246, March 10th.]
[I’m so embarrassed.]
[Zhou Chong looks at me differently now. He must have figured out that my success was a fluke.]
[Alliance Year 246, March 15th.]
[Hahahahaha! Still me, as always.]
The content suddenly cut off, and Chen Feng held the diary page in his hand, flipping it over twice.
The familiar handwriting, names, and tone were unmistakable.
Wang Yu...
His gaze flickered, and he realized that this person might be someone special.
Not only because of his powerful mutated talent.
But also...
"Why is it that all the diaries I’ve found have information related to this person?"
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
"Or more accurately, why can I only find diaries related to him?"
A sense of unease rose in his heart, but he couldn’t make sense of the logic.
He shook his head and finally stored the diary in his black bag.
Tap!
The footsteps continued.
Soon, the sensation of dizziness hit him.
When he opened his eyes again, the familiar wooden beams and ceiling were right in front of him.
"I’m back."
Chen Feng got up, and sunlight filtered in through the window.
Next door, Xu Tingxiao was still practicing martial arts, throwing punches and kicks, the sound of air breaking echoing.
He glanced at his Limit Breaking status.
[Limit Breaking Points: 2]
Two pieces.
Shaking his head, Chen Feng temporarily suppressed the urge to increase his attributes and soon turned his attention to the ceramic bottles beside the bed.
One was white jade in color, and the other was light blue.
The former was the Muscle Fortifying Tiger Bone Pill for cultivating Bronze Statue Technique, with four pills remaining.
The latter was the Flame Origin Pill for cultivating the Crimson Tiger Force, with four pills left as well.
Both were secret medicines prepared for him by his master, Li Tong.
Pop!
The crisp sound of the cork being pulled off, and one Flame Origin Pill was tossed into Chen Feng’s mouth.
At this moment, neither martial art could break through the current bottleneck.
It was better to consume the secret medicine first and then choose which one to focus on if one of them faced a hard limit.
Crunch!
Gulp!
Immediately, the pill entered his stomach, and a burning sensation surged through his body.
Chen Feng walked to the yard, took his stance, and visualized the Crimson Tiger Soaring Through the Sky Diagram, guiding his internal energy and refining the medicinal power.
"He actually got up to practice martial arts?"
Xu Tingxiao, next door, frowned, then suddenly felt an intense sense of urgency.
He had heard from the True Disciple seniors yesterday.
Blood Poison Hand was a powerful master at the third level of the Inner Strength, skilled in internal arts and likely following a divine martial path.
Even so, his usually lazy and silent senior brother had killed him in cold blood.
Goosebumps spread all over him, and he remembered the bold words he had said to the man yesterday.
Xu Tingxiao clenched his fists. He had planned to rest, but now his mood had completely shifted.
"Again!"
[Crimson Tiger Force: Blaze (60/100) +]
An hour later, Chen Feng withdrew his gaze from the panel.
His progress had increased by 12%, which was quite good.
Turning his head, he looked toward Xu Tingxiao in the next yard.
The energy covered his calves, and it was clear he was also making good progress.
Chen Feng wasn’t surprised by this.
His master, Li Tong, wouldn’t only have prepared secret medicines for him; Xu Tingxiao, as the second disciple, definitely had his own set of benefits.
However...
He and Xu Tingxiao still had a slight gap.
The presence of Limit Breaking Light Orbs.
It allowed him to bypass accumulation and insights, directly breaking through every level’s bottleneck and surpassing others step by step.
Chen Feng shook his head with a calm smile. Despite Xu Tingxiao’s desperate efforts, it was somewhat amusing.
Soon, he went to the mountain gate’s dining hall for breakfast.
He sent a message to Li Shi, telling him he would return to the city center in the afternoon.
He hadn’t been to the club in two days, and since Li Chengdong’s group of members had paid, it would be rude not to visit.
"Are you leaving again?"
Xu Tingxiao had been quietly following him all this time.
This kid had a somewhat arrogant personality, and apart from the True Disciples, he didn’t think much of anyone else in the sect.
However, most of the True Disciples were responsible for managing the sect’s industries, and they weren’t around most of the time.
So, Xu Tingxiao hadn’t gotten to know many disciples and always ate alone.
"Mm."
Chen Feng nodded lightly, walking out of the dining hall with him.
Everyone’s personality was different, and in some ways, he was quite similar to Xu Tingxiao—just a little more reserved.
Naturally, he wouldn’t persuade him to change or anything.
“When will you come back again?” Xu Tingxiao asked. Other disciples on the road saw them and greeted them actively.
“Three or four days.”
Chen Feng calculated the amount of pills he had, and in three or four days, they would be used up.
“Okay.”
Xu Tingxiao muttered, quickly returning to his own courtyard to continue practicing.
Watching his back, Chen Feng had a sudden thought and called out.
“Wait.”
“Hmm?”
“Help me out with something.”
Oh? Xu Tingxiao was somewhat surprised, and his expression softened considerably.
“Go ahead,” he said, crossing his arms and tilting his chin up with a look of "I knew you couldn’t do it" on his face.
Whoosh!
Immediately, a wooden stick was thrown by Chen Feng, and Xu Tingxiao caught it just in time.
Then, the gray robe was pulled off halfway.
The tall and muscular figure remained calm, as if the muscle mass resembling stacked stones appeared before him.
The visible flesh turned from a reddish skin tone to bronze, inch by inch, spreading all over his body.
“Come on, give me your full strength.”
Buzz!
That afternoon, the black speeding car left the mountain gate.
[Bronze Statue Technique: Bronze Skin (51%) +]
“Not bad, the energy tempering of an expert at the ‘Inner Strength’ stage is indeed stronger than the core students at the martial arts hall.”
Chen Feng, now wearing black clothes and long pants, sat in the back seat. The driver was the same person from yesterday, and in the front passenger seat was a core disciple going down the mountain for errands.
As his mind replayed the scene of Xu Tingxiao’s desperate effort, as if he wanted to knock him down, he recalled how the energy he exerted, one or two tons of force, repeatedly snapped several wooden sticks.
Thanks to this, the Muscle Fortifying Tiger Bone Pill was fully absorbed, and the progress of the Bronze Statue Technique surged.
“How about coming to the mountain gate more often during the day?”
Chen Feng thought to himself. After all, such an easy-to-command expert at the ‘Inner Strength’ stage was rare.
He still remembered Xu Tingxiao’s exhausted, resentful expression when he was knocked off balance by a countershock, clenching his teeth in frustration while glaring at him.
Buzz!
As this thought passed, the vehicle drove smoothly.
As they passed by the location where he had killed the Blood Poison Hand yesterday, the scene and the giant rocks on the road had already been cleared.
Chen Feng withdrew his gaze, and soon, the vehicle came to a stop.
“Senior Brother, I’ve arrived. Please take care.”
This was a suburban town, and the core disciple in the passenger seat got out.
Around them were cement buildings, with a mix of high-rise and low-rise houses. The first floors were mostly small shops, such as eateries, supermarkets, and barbershops.
Workers in ordinary uniforms were strolling around, and many children and elderly were sunbathing under eaves.
Chen Feng had heard from Li Shi that one of the mountain gate’s industries was located here, specializing in collecting medicinal ingredients for trauma recovery.
“Hmm.”
He nodded lightly, then withdrew his gaze.
The black car drove on, and pedestrians nearby looked at the speeding car with envy, watching it drive away.
With his senses fully extended, Chen Feng relaxed.
Instead, he thought again about his Azure Armor talent.
“Still two points left, where should I get them?”
He mused as the Nanjiang city gradually appeared before him.
The concrete ground and asphalt roads met, and the high-rise buildings on both sides grew higher and more densely packed.
“Senior Disciple Chen, are we going to the martial arts hall or…?”
The driver suddenly asked. Chen Feng checked the time.
It was about 4 p.m.
“Let’s go to Feiteng Square in the Blue Light District.”
He planned to go straight to the club.
His phone had vibrated several times, with Lin Hao sending a few messages asking if he was coming.
“Alright.”
The driver nodded and complied, gradually accelerating the vehicle.
About thirty minutes later, the bustling city center appeared outside the window, with traffic and pedestrians crossing paths.
Click!
The car door opened, and passersby in the mall threw envious glances.
Chen Feng stepped onto the ground and nodded his thanks to the driver.
With a calm and relaxed demeanor, he entered the mall, the seven-character sign of the Hao Feng Boxing Club was right ahead.
“Coach!”
“Coach Chen!”
Zhou Xiaoli at the front desk quickly put down her phone and greeted him with a smile, and the other resting coaches also respectfully called out.
“I can’t believe you’re finally back.”
Lin Hao heard and walked out of the lounge, putting his arm around Chen Feng’s shoulder as they headed towards the member area.
“You didn’t come for two days, I almost couldn’t handle it.”
“We got a few new members these past couple of days, and that Luo Yue really pumped you up. He brought seven or eight of his friends to support.”
“I checked their backgrounds the night before, and most of them are from the council or the military, so their connections are pretty solid. But they also have bad tempers and are hard to deal with.”
“They kept demanding to meet you. If it weren’t for Luo Yue explaining things, they might have left today.”
Chen Feng wasn’t surprised upon hearing this. He had already received Lin Hao’s urgent messages during the trip.
When they entered the training room, he scanned the room.
More than ten people were active inside, most doing aerobic or equipment training.
A few others were sitting on benches by the wall, chatting continuously.
“Luo Yue, is your coach really as amazing as you say?”
“Yeah, it’s been two days, why hasn’t he shown up yet? What about the video you showed me, the one where he punched through the sandbag, is that real?”
“Exactly, if he doesn’t show up soon, I’ll leave. I wouldn’t come to a small club like this unless it’s for your sake.”
Luo Yue was embarrassed upon hearing this. He hadn’t expected Chen Feng to stand them up for two days.
As for today…
Tap tap!
The footsteps sounded. He looked toward the door, his eyes lighting up as if he had found a savior.
“He’s here, he’s here!”
“What’s here?”
Immediately, several calls rang out, surrounding Chen Feng.
“Coach!”
“Coach Chen!”
“You’re finally here!”
Li Chengdong had a resentful expression, as did several people around him.
They had paid their membership fees and were promised daily guidance, but now, he hadn’t shown up for two or three days.
Only Chen Feng’s strength had kept them loyal; otherwise, they might have thought about leaving by now.
“Sorry, I had some urgent matters yesterday.”
Chen Feng admitted his fault without making excuses.
After a brief conversation, he planned to save time and begin the lesson immediately.
Seeing this, some of the new students exchanged glances.
“Luo Yue, why don’t you let your coach show us his skills?”
“Yeah, even though he’s big, let’s at least see what he’s capable of, if it’s really like you say.”
Their voices quietly rang out. Luo Yue felt embarrassed.
Finally, he looked toward Chen Feng, who was talking with Li Chengdong and Zhuang Xiaoqing. After hesitating for a moment, he was about to step forward to explain and make another request.
But before he could do anything, the next moment.
Bang bang bang!
Sudden gunfire erupted outside the club. Everyone inside stared wide-eyed, and the atmosphere in the room became eerily silent.
(End of the Chapter)
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