Begging for Mercy

"You can actually dodge my palm strike, you're quite something..."

As the Black Robe Figure spoke.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.

It didn't matter who this person was; once the killing intent was revealed, there was no way they could part peacefully.

Chen Feng wouldn't bother talking nicely with someone who wanted to kill him. As for the other's identity, he'd find out after the fight...

Taking advantage of the Black Robe Figure speaking.

Chen Feng's figure flickered.

He instantly vanished from his original spot.

"So fast!"

The Black Robe Figure only felt a blur before his eyes.

Chen Feng's fist was already before him.

The Splitting Fist, carrying an unstoppable sharpness, smashed down towards the Black Robe Figure's head.

Like a giant axe.

It seemed intent on splitting him in half!

Bang!

The Black Robe Figure hastily raised his hand to block.

The immense force transmitted through his arm made his heart tremble. His forearm suffered a violent impact, suddenly engulfed in intense pain.

He staggered back several steps.

Feeling as if his bones were about to crack.

"Wait, wait!"

The Black Robe Figure's eyes were about to split open.

Upon realizing he could only barely block Chen Feng's punch, he already felt something was wrong.

However, Chen Feng didn't care about niceties.

If you want to kill me, why waste words?

He stomped his foot, dust rising from the ground, and he instantly moved forward, intending to press his advantage.

In the blink of an eye, he flashed before the Black Robe Figure.

His right fist shot out, the wind of his punch exploding.

"Charging Fist Style!"

The Black Robe Figure had no time to block.

He met Chen Feng's fist head-on with his chest.

"Pfft!"

The Black Robe Figure felt like he was hit by a flood.

A fishy sweetness surged in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward.

He smashed into a dilapidated wall by the roadside.

Making a dull thud.

"Wait, wait a minute! I might have the wrong person!"

The desire to survive made the Black Robe Figure ignore his injuries.

He shouted loudly.

Chen Feng frowned, his forward momentum halted. What did he mean, the wrong person?

Seeing that Chen Feng was willing to listen, the Black Robe Figure's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly explained:

"Brother, spare my life! The person I'm looking for is named Chen Feng! I was blind just now and mistook you for someone else. I will definitely offer compensation in the future!"

Chen Feng's lips twitched.

He found it a bit absurd.

At this moment, the Black Robe Figure was cursing inwardly, constantly cursing Liu Dabiao's ancestors for eighteen generations.

According to the information from the Lin Family, that Chen Feng had only been practicing martial arts for a month and had only Zhong Xia Gen Gu. Yet, this young man before him was terrifyingly strong.

Even with his many years of martial arts practice, he could barely resist.

It must be that Liu Dabiao who mistook the person and caused him such embarrassment.

When he returned, he would definitely make Liu Dabiao pay.

Just then, Chen Feng caught sight of a figure rushing over from behind.

It was Liu Dabiao.

Liu Dabiao was still unaware of the situation. Seeing the Hall Master fall to the ground, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly stepped forward to help him up.

At the same time, he pointed at Chen Feng and cursed, "Kid! You're on the brink of death! Do you know this is our Black Tiger Gang's Hall Master!"

However, what greeted him was a torrent of scolding from the Black Robe Figure:

"Are you blind, you idiot! You've got the wrong person, understand! Hurry up and apologize to this little brother with me!"

The Black Robe Figure kicked Liu Dabiao's knee joint, causing him to fall to his knees with a thud.

Chen Feng watched the two with amusement.

He had already figured out the general situation.

Liu Dabiao cried out in pain, "Sir! That's right! This kid is Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I am Chen Feng."

The Black Robe Figure was struck as if by lightning.

His mind raced—

How could he be Chen Feng?

He shouldn't be Chen Feng!

"You want to kill me?"

"A misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

The Black Robe Figure was extremely cowardly.

Because he knew that killing Chen Feng would be as easy as crushing an ant.

And in these Slums, if someone died, no one would care.

Moreover, Chen Feng was already a Martial Artist at such a young age, with boundless prospects. At the very least, he had shed the identity of a Trainee and become a formal disciple of the martial arts school.

If that were the case, even the Gang Leader would be useless!

One was a small gang lurking in the Slums, and the other was the Great Martial Arts School, the best in the entire city. Anyone with a brain would know not to provoke them!

"But from what you said, you intended to kill me, Chen Feng. How can there be a misunderstanding?"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

The Black Robe Hall Master cursed the Lin Family in his heart:

"Didn't you say Chen Feng only had Zhong Xia Gen Gu, a nobody in the martial arts school that no one cared about!"

"Damn it, they're a bunch of useless bastards who'll get me killed."

Although he had already cursed them to death in his heart, he didn't dare to show any of it on his face.

Instead, he forced a smile and said obsequiously:

"It was the Lin Family, they wanted to make a move on you. I was just momentarily blinded by greed and was fooled by them."

"If it weren't for that, I would have no reason to be your enemy! Don't you agree?"

The Black Robe Hall Master said with a fawning smile, while Liu Dabiao understood the current situation. He simply remained kneeling on the ground, not uttering a word.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Chen Feng was preparing to demand a hefty price.

Killing the Black Robe Figure in front of him was meaningless. Moreover, today was a joyous occasion for his apprenticeship, and he didn't want to get his hands dirty.

He might as well collect some compensation.

Let them go and fight the Lin Family like dogs.

It would also save him some trouble.

Seeing that his life could be spared, the Black Robe Figure immediately took out a pile of items from his pocket and offered them with both hands.

Chen Feng quickly scanned them.

A few taels of silver, a bottle of Pills, and a note.

The note listed loan information, likely forced upon some family who signed it under duress.

"Not enough."

Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

The Black Robe Figure immediately panicked upon hearing this. He kicked Liu Dabiao, who was by his feet, and cursed, "You damn idiot, don't you have any eyes? Take out all the silver you have on you!"

Liu Dabiao's face instantly turned pale.

His heart ached.

He was a cautious person and feared burglars breaking into his home, so he always carried all his silver with him.

This was all his worldly possessions!

His trembling hand reached into his inner lining, fumbling, hesitating. If he handed it all over, he would be...

"What the hell are you still gawking at!"

Seeing Liu Dabiao dawdling, the Black Robe Figure kicked him again.

"Master Biao, what's wrong?"

Chen Feng looked at Liu Dabiao, who had fallen to the ground, with a forced smile.

At this moment, the words "Master Biao" sounded particularly jarring. Liu Dabiao's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Someone he could once order around at will had now become a high-and-mighty Martial Artist lord, even the Hall Master had to beg for mercy.

He could still recall that half a month ago, this mere Chen Feng was just an ant surviving at the very bottom.

To the left and to the right.

He had to see Liu Dabiao's face.

The immense drop made Liu Dabiao almost suffocate.

Liu Dabiao lowered his head, his heart bleeding, and handed over all his silver, including several IOUs and promissory notes.

Before coming, he thought he would lose five taels.

After coming, he realized he didn't even have five copper coins left.

He truly had nothing left now...

Chen Feng accepted the silver with satisfaction.

"Oh, right, one more thing. I'm not living in my house in the Slums anymore. Will your Black Tiger Gang take it?"

"Take it! Of course, we'll take it! We'll pay double!"

The Black Robe Hall Master nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Brother, give us the address, and we'll send the silver tomorrow."

The Black Robe Hall Master's eyes were fierce, still contemplating whether to call a few more brothers to get even.

As long as it was done cleanly, he would be considered a formal disciple...

The next second.

Chen Feng's words made both of them feel like they had fallen into an ice cave:

"Alright, just send it to the Dragon Walk Martial Arts School. Tell them it's for Chen Feng, the Sixth Personal Disciple under Master Zhou."