Dragon Fighter Ji Shadowwind

What had grown up alongside those born in the '80s and '90s wasn't Pleasant Goat or Naruto, but a rich variety of adventure cartoons.

The Haier Brothers, Shuke and Beta, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Popeye, Tarzan..., everyone had memories of their own childhood. Those memories wouldn't fade as they grew older; instead, they would suddenly surface in their minds one day. As Ji Feng sprinted madly toward the cave entrance, childhood memories echoed through his mind as well.

"Woo woo..."

Free and unrestrained. The moment Ji Feng reached the cave exit and saw the sunlight, a figure appeared in his mind: Tarzan.

Tarzan of the Apes.

This was the childhood cartoon that had grown up with him.

Grabbing a vine outside the cave with one hand, Ji Feng used its force to leap onto a tree. At that moment, he truly wasn't alone.

"Guys, what do you think? Pretty solid, right? The Murlocs can't do anything to me now. They can only stare helplessly from beneath the tree..." Standing on a branch and catching his breath, Ji Feng bragged to his viewers.

"And he still didn't die."

"He broke the deadlock. Didn't expect Brother Feng to really escape death."

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting... My whole family has been watching Brother Feng's stream while eating lunch. We've watched for half an hour and still haven't finished eating. Now that he's out of danger, we can finally eat properly."

Ji Feng had pulled off a comeback, and many viewers finally relaxed. The bullet comments flew across the screen as everyone spammed likes.

"Roar roar!"

Beneath the tree Ji Feng stood on, the two juvenile Murlocs kept roaring, yet they could do nothing to him.

The trees in this forest were quite thick. It would be extremely difficult to smash one down with brute force, so the two juvenile Murlocs didn't choose to ram the tree. The trees here were fairly dense anyway; even if they broke this one, Ji Feng could simply jump to another. Thus, he wasn't afraid of them knocking down trees.

"You young people are too naive. It isn't that simple. Brother Feng has actually lost his chance to escape by climbing the tree. He can't leave now even if he wants to... Don't forget, this forest isn't big. Is Brother Feng going to stay in that tree forever?"

Suddenly, some analysis expert posted a bullet comment.

Ji Feng was now standing atop a towering tree, but he couldn't stay up there forever. The moment he came down, he would still face attacks from the two juvenile Murlocs. In other words, he had only temporarily escaped death.

One day, two days—how long could he last without coming down? The situation wasn't as optimistic as Ji Feng had imagined.

"Guys, I only said half of it earlier. Not only am I making tea eggs, I'm also planning to taste dragon meat. Today, let me teach you all some unique techniques..." For some reason, Ji Feng began taking off his robe.

He fashioned his robe into a bag and placed the Dragon Eggs inside.

Other than a strip of cloth around his waist, he wore nothing else. Judging from his clothes alone, he looked like a savage.

"Guys, you may have seen Spanish bullfighting, but have you ever seen Murloc fighting? Today, I'll show you my special skills..." While bragging, Ji Feng tied his robe to a tree branch. As soon as he finished speaking, he actually jumped down from the tree.

At that moment, all the viewers were stunned.

"Is Brother Feng trying to kill himself?"

"What the hell is Murloc fighting?"

"Brother Feng, don't do anything stupid!"

The bullet comments exploded. Yet the viewers still had no idea they were about to witness something utterly, utterly jaw-dropping.

They couldn't have imagined that, in just a few blinks, Ji Feng's stream would be flooded with an explosive barrage of comments.

"Woo woo woo..."

The moment Ji Feng jumped down, he grabbed another vine. Using it, he flew toward the juvenile Murlocs. At that moment, Ji Feng waved his hand and activated a unique show-off technique.

Slap!

An incomparably crisp slap.

Ji Feng smacked one juvenile Murloc on the head. After taking that slap, the Murloc looked completely bewildered.

"Hahaha..."

Laughing wildly, Ji Feng swung on the vine and kicked the other Murloc in the head. No one could have fucking imagined that Ji Feng really intended to fight Murlocs.

"This is the craziest streamer I've ever seen. Absolute king-tier."

"No one can out-brag Brother Feng, and no one can outdo him at stirring shit up either! Those head slaps are really going smack smack smack..."

"What guts."

"Hahaha... Look at those two Murlocs, still completely confused. They probably don't even know what happened yet."

Spain had bullfighting, a world-famous sport. But Ji Feng was fighting Murlocs. As he leaped up from above their heads, the two Murlocs finally went mad.

Roar!

A red pattern appeared on one Murloc's head. It had gone berserk—Ji Feng had truly pissed it off.

With another swing, Ji Feng climbed back into a tree. The two Murlocs began ramming it desperately. Sure enough, although fallen leaves scattered everywhere, the tree still didn't break.

"Guys, how was that dragon fight?"

"Back then, I fought dogs at seven, bulls at ten, cars at thirteen, and at sixteen I even fought Zuko for 160 minutes. This year, at nineteen, I happen to be fighting dragons. Hahaha..." As he spoke, Ji Feng swung out again. This time, he took the Wind Sword from his backpack.

When you could hit your enemy whenever you wanted, while they found it difficult to hit you, how would you deal with them? How would you deal with them in the flashiest way possible? Ji Feng now gave the perfect answer.

Using the vine, he swung toward the Murlocs with the Wind Sword in hand. This time, he didn't attack. He simply hung from the vine.

He was baiting the Murlocs.

With bloodshot eyes, the Murloc kicked off with both feet and lunged toward Ji Feng, trying desperately to bite him. At that moment, anyone could see the hatred in its heart.

Though he was a Pandaren, Ji Feng was far more agile than the Murlocs. He suddenly dodged its attack and slashed at one of its fingers. Yes, a finger. The Wind Sword swept through, cutting off a section of the Murloc's finger.

"Hahaha... I once watched a Spanish matador perform, and I thought that was the most thrilling thing ever. Now I understand what it means that there is always someone better!"

"At this moment, I know what that Murloc is saying. It's definitely saying, 'Fuck your mother...'"

"No, this Murloc should be saying, 'Fuck your mom...'"

"I am a dinosaur expert. I can barely understand what these two dragons are saying. They keep repeating, 'Fuck your mother...'"

"Hahaha... Amazing, my brother..."

"Fighting Zuko for 160 minutes at sixteen? I still can't out-brag Brother Feng! After all, Tokyo isn't that hot..."

The stream's entertainment value was off the charts. After all, no one had ever seen dragon fighting before. This wasn't bullfighting—these were Murlocs as large as cargo trucks. No one could have imagined that Ji Feng could toy with juvenile Murlocs like this.

Just moments ago, he had been running even faster than a Western reporter.

Roar!

Roar!

Both juvenile Murlocs began going berserk. Whenever Ji Feng's sword fell, one part of their bodies would be wounded. The stimulation of blood loss, combined with the lightning effect in their wounds, drove the two young dragons completely mad.

"Guys, you don't touch a tiger's ass. Today, I'll touch a Murloc's ass. Watch me put on a show..." Ji Feng had been swinging back and forth on vines, but this time, he didn't use one to show off. This time, he genuinely landed on the ground—just like that, simply landing there.

The two juvenile Murlocs were now covered in wounds, and their momentum had weakened greatly. Earlier, they would definitely have pounced on Ji Feng, but now that he had landed, they could only gasp desperately.

They had lost too much blood. Berserk mode was useless now, and their strength was almost exhausted.

Roar!

Roar!

By now, even idiots knew what the Murlocs were saying: Fuck your mother. Those two dragons were definitely thinking that right now...

Leaping into the air, Ji Feng prepared to end this battle.

(Brothers and sisters, today is the first time my new book has received a recommendation on the app. I hope everyone can move your fingers and give it a bookmark and recommendation! Thank you so much! Thank you so much!)