Tap tap!
Footsteps echoed along the street as Chen Feng arrived beneath the Extreme Martial Arts Gym.
Looking along the flow, he saw an enormous brown wooden door on the first floor, over three meters tall and more than four meters wide.
The surrounding mist had long since dispersed. Chen Feng walked up to the door, intending to enter.
He immediately stopped and looked around.
There was no lock in sight. The door before him seemed to be two massive wooden slabs pressed together without the slightest gap.
"Push it open?"
The thought flashed through his mind. Chen Feng raised both hands, pressed them against the door, and gave it a try.
Buzz!
His shoulders and elbows exerted force together, veins faintly bulging across his muscles.
But yet, the wooden door before him remained completely unmoved.
Raising an eyebrow, Chen Feng prepared to use all his strength.
Then, the next second.
Tap tap!
Footsteps suddenly rang out. The mist five meters away stirred once more, forming a vortex.
Three figures emerged from either side, each with a different height, build, and physique.
Some wore jackets, while others wore short sleeves. Their one similarity was that their faces were pale, and none of them had features.
"They're here again!"
Chen Feng's expression darkened, as though he had grasped some kind of rule.
Before he could think further, the three Faceless Ones rushed out at high speed, charging at him to kill.
Whoosh!
A foul wind hit him head-on. The Faceless One in the jacket was tall and thin, its pale palms reaching out like eagle claws.
His instinct from being proficient in Sanshou reappeared. Chen Feng twisted aside and dodged, evading this strike.
Buzz!
The next second.
The air trembled.
The short-sleeved Faceless One was somewhat fat. The entire person launched off the ground like a cannonball and pounced straight at him.
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he stepped back again to evade it.
Suddenly, a trace of chill rose in his heart. He instinctively twisted around, the muscles in his right arm tensing as his shoulder moved, and threw a Whip Fist.
Bang!!
He blocked the third Faceless One's sneak attack—a fist aimed straight for his temple.
Their strength collided. Chen Feng's right arm shook, and his body swayed slightly.
He did not know whether it was an illusion, but he felt that this Faceless One's strength and speed seemed a little greater than those of the first one that had appeared.
Whoosh!
Then, without giving him any chance to catch his breath.
The tall, thin Faceless One from before reached for him with its claws again.
At the same time, the fat Faceless One that had missed its attack pushed forward with the momentum, charging at his abdomen like an iron head.
The danger was extreme, and every hair on his body stood on end.
But yet, Chen Feng felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, his eyes blazed as a thrilling sense of exhilaration surged through him!
Kill!
Only one thought remained. His Perception Talent still needed to keep growing!
Immediately, he stepped back with his left foot. Using the third Faceless One's punch, he borrowed the force to retreat and executed a Sanshou back-step.
Their figures crossed, and both the claw strike and the charge brushed past him once again.
Just as the third Faceless One stepped forward to rush him again, its hook punch came smashing down.
Chen Feng's gaze turned cold, and he planted his feet firmly.
Boom!!
Fist against fist, without the slightest fear.
His 9.2 strength attribute erupted in full, and his hundred-kilogram punch was utterly unstoppable.
The fist wind exploded, kicking up a surge of air.
Tap tap tap tap tap!
The third Faceless One's arm trembled as its body rapidly staggered backward.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Feng saw the tall, thin Faceless One and the fat one trying to join forces and flank him again.
Chen Feng stepped in and unleashed a Straight Punch.
Buzz!!
The fist wind howled past, tearing a wave through the air beneath the night sky.
It was incomparably precise and swift.
It struck the tall, thin Faceless One directly in the temple, knocking it back several steps on the spot.
Whoosh!
Then, with his left foot braced against the ground, Chen Feng twisted at the waist. His right leg shot straight out, sweeping horizontally like a whirlwind!
Smack!
His whip kick tore through the air and smashed into the neck of the fat Faceless One charging at him midway.
A faint crack sounded. Its body tilted, swayed, and fell to the ground.
A dull thud echoed out, but Chen Feng did not relax in the slightest.
Buzz!
Hostility came again. The third Faceless One was clearly stronger by a level. It had already stabilized itself and rushed forward in a swift step.
Chen Feng's eyes turned cold. He could see traces of boxing in its movements.
Neither dodging nor evading, he was confident that he was stronger!
His center of gravity dropped, and the muscles along his back tightened one by one.
Veins faintly surfaced on his right arm as the fist held at his waist suddenly blasted out!
Bang!!
He struck later but arrived first, his fist landing squarely on its face.
The third Faceless One flew backward violently, its back and head hitting the ground at the same time with a crisp, muffled impact.
Seeing the three Faceless Ones fall one after another and fail to rise.
Chen Feng's vigilance rose to the extreme, and he retreated without hesitation.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At once, three black streaks shot out from the faces, necks, and beside the ears of the three Faceless Ones, hurtling straight toward him.
Densely packed insects and ants were clearly visible within the black streaks.
A strange and icy sensation swept over him. Chen Feng's expression grew grave as he continuously sidestepped away.
Smack!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
The three black streaks brushed past him and struck several empty spots outside the Martial Arts Hall.
The floor tiles corroded into pits, while the branches of a withered tree nearby decayed as well, revealing a fist-sized hole.
Through his Perception, Chen Feng could clearly sense insects and ants seemingly shrieking and struggling in the rotted areas before rapidly dying.
The so-called Black Water was actually formed from the liquid they left behind after death.
"That's too wicked."
Chen Feng shook his head, remaining on guard as he watched his surroundings.
At least the Faceless Ones could be seen, and he could roughly guess that they were connected to people.
But these Black Bugs were far too absurd. He had no idea where they came from.
If not for his experience and his timely evasion, he might truly have been corroded by the Black Bugs.
"Perhaps the Faceless Ones were controlled by these Black Bugs, which was how they came to be."
The thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Feng formed a guess.
Then, after confirming that the Black Water had completely dried up and turned into black stains.
Only then did he let out a breath and look toward the scene of the earlier battle.
The three Faceless Ones had vanished, replaced by three pale gray light orbs.
As he drew close, the light orbs automatically flew toward him.
One after another, they flowed into his body.
You have obtained three Talent Light Orbs: Perception! Perception +3! Talent: Perception lv1 (26/100)
The talent information on the panel changed. Chen Feng felt a warm current flow into his mind, bringing a cool sensation.
Though the world before him was still a Dream Realm, he could vaguely sense that everything in his vision had become clearer.
Just like using a magnifying glass, he could clearly see every minute difference in any object within range.
Beyond that, his ability to locate the lingering traces of spirit and spirituality—the positions of the light orbs—had also improved.
He looked toward the Martial Arts Hall. It had two floors in total.
Chen Feng's heart trembled. He could sense that the Limit Breaking Light Orbs inside were likely more numerous than he had expected.
With that thought, he quickly walked to the first-floor entrance.
He pressed both palms against it and shoved hard.
Crack!
The huge wooden doors slowly moved, soon sliding apart to reveal an entrance several meters wide.
"Just as expected."
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and the suspicion in his heart grew stronger.
He suspected that his Dream World had some kind of rule.
Or, more precisely, there should be a certain logic behind when the Faceless Ones appeared, and it was closely related to his exploration of this place.
Then, before he could continue thinking it over.
He saw four light orbs appear on the Practice Field on the first floor of the Martial Arts Hall—three red and one blue.
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