The Road of Heroes: All for Freedom

In front of Yu Yun Village.

Ji Feng and Sage Feili walked towards each other, and after a few breaths, they both entered the arena.

At the same time, a song began to play in the livestream.

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Before coming to Azeroth, Ji Feng's livestream often played two songs. One was "Glorious Years," and the other was this song, "Freedom." It was an interlude from a movie about a slave's path to rebellion.

To pursue freedom, you must fight for it. At this moment, even though a powerful enemy stood before him, Ji Feng was filled with courage.

"Sage Feili, make your move!"

Gripping the Wind Sword with one hand, Ji Feng licked his lips and said solemnly.

"Is it finally starting?"

"Holy crap... this song sounds good. Old driver, what's the name of the song?"

"This song is from a movie starring Leo. I think it's called: Freedom..."

Although it was early in the morning, the atmosphere in the livestream was still fiery. Many viewers were staring intently at the screen, waiting for the main event that had been anticipated for so long.

"Blessing of Xue Nu."

"White Tiger Charge."

On the battlefield, Sage Feili cast a buff on himself. His aura grew significantly stronger. As he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he charged towards Ji Feng.

This move was quite similar to the charge of a Demon Hunter. In an instant, Sage Feili appeared before Ji Feng.

Slash!

As the Spear of Xue Nu thrust towards Ji Feng, Ji Feng tightly gripped the Wind Sword and swung it fiercely at Sage Feili. He didn't attempt to defend at all, opting for a mutually destructive tactic.

Block!

Sage Feili had intended to end the battle with one blow, but now, if he didn't block Ji Feng's attack in time, even if he killed Ji Feng, he would suffer severe injuries.

He swung his spear, and the Wind Sword was blocked.

As the two weapons collided, a dazzling spark erupted...

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to try a mutually destructive tactic. Ji Feng, I don't mind telling you, I'm wearing Blackrock Iron Armor. This was forged by the master blacksmith of my Feili Village... It won't be easy for you to break through my defense."

Weapons, accessories, rings, necklaces, and capes could increase combat power, while helmets, chest armor, leg armor, gloves, and boots could increase armor. Ji Feng's armor was 0, while Sage Feili's armor was a formidable 202 points.

Earlier, the Elves had given Ji Feng a lot of equipment. While those items would have increased armor on others, they had no effect on Ji Feng, so he hadn't worn them.

"Feili, again..."

At this moment, Ji Feng rolled up his sleeves and said coldly.

Frowning, Sage Feili slowly approached Ji Feng step by step.

"Frenzied Stab."

Having adjusted his breathing, the White Tiger Sage rapidly thrust his spear towards Ji Feng. It was a series of rapid strikes, as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see clearly.

Talent System. Without the Talent System, Ji Feng would be unable to withstand the opponent's attacks.

Currently, he only mastered "Mountain Suppressing Palm, Tiger Palm, Fists of Fury, Rolling Tiger." These were the most basic skills of a Monk. In this situation, the circumstances were extremely perilous for him.

"Rise..."

After exchanging blows for a while, Sage Feili finally seized an opening created by Ji Feng's mistake. He swung the tail of his spear, striking Ji Feng hard in the waist. The immense force sent him flying.

Bang!

Ji Feng crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Not giving Ji Feng any chance to recover, Sage Feili quickly attacked again. Ji Feng, lying on the ground, seemed to have no chance to get up.

"If Brother Feng loses this fight, he'll probably never have a chance to overthrow the Mogu in his life. Oh my god!"

At this moment, the viewers seemed to have seen the outcome.

"Master Ji..."

Amidst the gasps of everyone, Ji Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood. The force of the previous blow was incredibly powerful, and he had sustained internal injuries.

"Hmph! It's over."

As soon as he spoke, Sage Feili thrust his spear towards Ji Feng's right arm. If Ji Feng couldn't block this attack, his right arm would at best be fractured, or at worst, severed.

"It's not over yet, it's just beginning..."

"I haven't changed history yet, I haven't created the era I desire, and I don't know what my clan will become in the future. How can I fall here?"

"Lionheart, block this strike for me!"

Ji Feng hadn't taken out his shield earlier precisely because he wanted to block Sage Feili's killing blow at an opportune moment. Now was the time for him to stand firm. Instantly, Lionheart appeared in Ji Feng's left hand, and in an instant, the massive Lionheart blocked the Snow Rage Spear.

"Crack!"

The Snow Rage Spear was incomparably sharp. Its tip actually pierced into Lionheart. At this moment, Ji Feng, using all his strength, gripped the Wind Sword and thrust it at Fei Li.

The Snow Rage Spear was stuck in the shield and couldn't be pulled out for a moment. The Wind Sword was already coming at him. Helpless, Sage Feili had no choice but to abandon the Snow Rage Spear and retreat outside the Wind Sword's attack range.

"Cough, cough..."

Lionheart was ruined. Ji Feng let go of the shield that had saved his life. At the same time, he propped the Wind Sword on the ground and slowly got up.

Bandages!

The moment he stood up, he began to bandage himself.

"Ji Yingfeng, I didn't expect you to have learned Elven spells. Is this the Elven Arcane Space Magic?" Sage Feili, who was unharmed, looked at Ji Feng and said menacingly.

As soon as he spoke, the Pandaren all around began to murmur.

"Does Ji Yingfeng have no Ancestral Legacy? Is he trying to teach Elven spells on our Pandaren land? I won't learn Elven magic."

"Looking at him, he seems to be at his limit. Ancestral Legacy, it's all a lie..."

If Ji Feng had asked Sage Feili to duel him bare-handed from the start, Sage Feili would never have agreed. But now that Sage Feili was disarmed and Ji Feng had a weapon, Fei Li began to sway public opinion.

"Haha, haha... Fei Li, do you know why you can only ever be a Sage and never a Guardian, nor receive a title? It's because you lack the wisdom of a true sage. The wisdom of a sage lies in their ability to unite people under different banners under a single flag. You are still far from achieving this."

"You're afraid of the weapon in my hand, aren't you! Very well... then I won't use a weapon... Today, I will show you the skills of my ancestors. Even bare-handed, I can defeat you completely..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ji Feng let out a cold smile. He pressed down hard with his right hand, embedding the Wind Sword into the ground.

"The wisdom of an ancestral sage? Ridiculous... Without weapons, without equipment, no amount of wisdom can save the Pandaren tribe... You, die... Mountain Suppressing Palm..."

Assuming a starting stance, Sage Feili struck towards Ji Feng.

Because he was wearing heavy iron armor, Sage Feili couldn't launch very agile attacks. He was like a Mogu, while Ji Feng was bare-handed, wearing only a slave's robe. At this moment, Ji Feng looked like a slave.

For some reason, many Pandaren felt this way.

"Viewers, if I win against this guy today, I'll stream whatever you want to watch during this time... Wish me victory!"

After sending a bullet comment, Ji Feng prepared to meet the attack.

Fast, extremely fast!

Ji Feng didn't have time to block this palm strike. He knew it clearly, or rather, he wanted to block it, but his body couldn't keep up with his brain's speed.

Bang!

As they clashed, Sage Feili's fist hit Ji Feng's chest fiercely. Instantly, he fell backward. As he reeled back, he also delivered a fierce kick, the Fists of Fury.

Fei Li knocked Ji Feng down with one punch, and that Fists of Fury kick landed squarely on his neck. This blow inflicted unimaginable heavy damage on Sage Feili. With one kick, he was sent spitting out large mouthfuls of blood...

His hands splayed out like a dead frog, his legs instantly bent, and blood gushed out uncontrollably. He felt as if his neck had been trampled by the foot of a giant Mushan Beast.

Monk skills require Chi. Ji Feng hadn't activated his talent, so his Chi couldn't be replenished effectively. He had only 5 Chi points left. This "Martial Skill: Fists of Fury" had consumed two Chi points, leaving him with 3.

With a bridge-like arch, Ji Feng looked at Fei Li. At this moment, Fei Li was in an even worse state than him.

"You, you bastard, how dare you injure me? I am Sage of Feili Village... I will kill you today..."

At this moment, the Sage of Feili Village had lost all reason.

"Sage Feili, you must understand that all are born equal. There are no Sages, no lowly people. I must say here that if I do something wrong, my disciples can also defeat me. I never admit to being 'Master Ji'; I am just a Pandaren. What I want to do is make the Mogu understand that Pandaren are born free!"

At this moment, all the Pandaren onlookers focused their gazes on Ji Feng. At this moment, a voice resounded through the heavens.

Not for power, not for wealth. Freedom. Everything he did was for freedom, to break the shackles of this old world.

This kind of pure belief is the most deeply moving