Level 20 Versus 128 Evil Soul Masters, Part Two

How could Qian Renxue not understand by now?

It was not that this guy had failed to come.

He had never intended to save her in the first place.

Qian Renxue could not help taking out a mirror and carefully examining herself.

The face of a young girl appeared before her.

There was not a single flaw on that face: a delicate, high-bridged nose, enticing red lips, and a pair of noble, mysterious eyes.

It gave her an aura of nobility and sanctity, making her look like a divine maiden descended from the heavens.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu asked Qian Renxue, "Xiaoxue, what are you looking at?"

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu, gently pursed her red lips, and asked, "Grandpa, am I ugly?"

"No."

"My Xiaoxue is the prettiest." Qian Daoliu said.

Hu Liena, standing nearby, could not help frowning when she heard that.

She did not know the woman's exact identity.

But anyone who could call Qian Daoliu Grandpa was certainly no ordinary person.

Thinking that another young woman whose temperament was in no way inferior to hers had appeared made Hu Liena's heart ache terribly.

"Why isn't that boy interested in me?" Qian Renxue asked in utter confusion.

"Perhaps the woman by his side is simply too stunning." The woman Qian Daoliu meant was Raiden Ei.

The aloof, regal aura Raiden Ei exuded was enough to crush even that woman in every respect if she were here.

Qian Renxue could not help looking at Hu Liena nearby.

She began to ponder.

Could it be that he likes the seductive type?

"Xiaoxue, come over quickly."

"That boy is about to attack." Qian Daoliu said.

"Alright." Qian Renxue hurriedly turned her gaze toward the enormous light screen projected by Gray Wolf. Her incomparably noble eyes were filled with intense focus.

Admiring the strong was a universal truth in any world.

Especially a powerhouse on Lin Feng's level.

Qian Renxue wanted to see whether this person, who had most likely descended from the God Realm, could kill 128 Soul Elder-level experts by himself.

Under the watchful eyes of Qian Renxue and the others.

Lin Feng made no move at all and remained hidden inside the wooden crate.

"Lin Feng, aim the dagger at their necks. You must be fast—fast, even faster."

"At the Soul Grandmaster level, before they use their martial souls, even the strongest among them are no different from ordinary people with slightly better physical speed when it comes to their necks." Gray Wolf issued combat instructions.

"Alright." Lin Feng nodded.

After waiting for a while.

Three Evil Soul Masters at the Soul Grandmaster level came out to relieve themselves.

Lin Feng gripped his dagger, his eyes fixed tightly on the three of them.

The next moment.

He shot out like Ghost Douluo.

Like a graceful arc, he accurately slashed across the necks of the three Soul Grandmasters.

His first soul skill was Gray Wolf Lightning Form to begin with. Coupled with Gray Wolf's brutal training and Raiden Ei's energy recharge, his speed had reached the absolute limit.

So fast that the three burly men spat out blood from their mouths almost simultaneously.

Then their eyes dulled, and they died.

The three burly men before him opened their mouths, trying to call for help.

"Lin Feng, ignore them. According to This Great King's data analysis, they have completely lost their lives. These reactions are merely their final death throes!"

"Uh!" Lin Feng nodded.

"Lin Feng, the individual Soul Power strength of these Soul Elders may not match yours, but if ten or eight of them join forces, the probability of your mission failing will reach thirty percent."

"Whether man or wolf, you must always be absolutely certain."

"When dealing with these 128 Soul Elders, assassination is the best method!!!"

Gray Wolf earnestly analyzed the situation for Lin Feng through the earpiece.

Lin Feng nodded. Each of these 128 Soul Elders possessed three soul skills, and all their soul skills were different. He had no idea what effects they had.

If each person used even one soul skill against him, he would be in serious trouble.

Seeing Lin Feng so easily eliminate three Soul Grandmasters, Qian Renxue watched even more intently.

Qian Renxue had always admired only the strong.

When she had participated in similar training, more than ten Soul Masters had always worked with her.

Even in a head-on clash, they would not have been militarily overwhelmed. But Lin Feng was alone.

Trying to face 128 Soul Elders at once was simply as difficult as ascending to heaven, so Lin Feng had only one solution: assassinate them one by one.

Such assassinations were an enormous test of a Soul Master's Soul Power.

In fact, if Qian Renxue had been placed in Lin Feng's position, she knew she would never be able to complete such an outrageous task.

After assassinating the three men, Lin Feng quickly took out a bag Gray Wolf had prepared for him. It contained a Dimensional Space specifically meant for disposing of corpses.

"The sky has darkened. Press the button and change your clothes to black."

"On a dark and windy night, it is time to kill." Gray Wolf grew excited as well.

Lin Feng nodded and pressed the button on his glasses. The clothes he wore swiftly turned black.

"Gray Wolf, isn't that cheating?" Hu Liena's lips twitched as she looked at Gray Wolf.

"Cheating??"

"It's just a slightly more advanced outfit. How is that cheating?" Gray Wolf protested to Hu Liena.

"That's practically invisibility, and you call that clothing???" Hu Liena said.

"Watch carefully. This is what invisibility really looks like."

"This Great King hasn't even given him the Teleportation Cloak yet." Gray Wolf pulled out a garment from who knew where and draped it over himself. His figure immediately vanished.

Hu Liena carefully looked at Gray Wolf, then at the large screen.

It really did not seem like cheating.

Hu Liena shifted her gaze back to the large screen.

Lin Feng, now about 1.3 meters tall, swiftly crawled low across the ground, his eyes rapidly locking onto the tent.

He stayed prone there for six or seven hours. Since this was training, Gray Wolf had not added any mosquito-repelling function to Lin Feng's clothes, and Raiden Ei did not help either.

Before long, Lin Feng's body was covered in mosquito bites.

Even so, Lin Feng's expression did not change in the slightest. He remained absolutely calm.

During those six or seven hours, Lin Feng had not found any particularly good opportunities, but that was perfectly normal.

Three or four people had already disappeared from a single tent, yet no one cared.

These people were not very vigilant, and cicada chirping could even be heard from one or two tents. This showed that it was a place where the strong preyed on the weak.

Or rather, these Evil Soul Masters were selfish by nature and simply did not care about anyone else.