Although the voice was not loud, Long Wu immediately pinpointed its source and snapped his sharp gaze toward it.
A young man clad in light armor slowly walked out from the midst of the battling crowd.
So many people were locked in fierce combat, each fully focused, yet it was as if none of them had ever noticed him. They remained intent on dealing with their own opponents.
It was not until the silver sharp blade in the young man's hand pierced through the back of a Dragon-Phoenix Pavilion elite that they finally realized his presence—but by then, it was too late.
No one had noticed that during the battle, the young man had already quietly taken out many Dragon-Phoenix Pavilion elites and War Dragon members. He was practically a silent Grim Reaper.
"Asura's One Sword!" Long Wu's gaze held both surprise and excitement. "Your reputation is well deserved. You really do have some skill."
This technique of making others overlook one's presence was no easy feat.
It sounded simple enough, but in practice, very few people could achieve it. It required a combination of special breathing techniques and footwork, not to mention reaching Shi Feng's effortless level.
Even Long Wu, who had encountered countless experts, had never seen anyone capable of it.
It could be said to be an extremely useful technique in group battles.
Since it could make everyone ignore one's presence, it could naturally also be used in reverse—to make someone impossible to ignore.
Earlier, he had intended to finish Fire Dance in one blow. However, Shi Feng's sudden burst of killing intent had made him feel as though someone had appeared behind him, someone he simply could not ignore. He had no choice but to stop and immediately deal with the enemy behind him, allowing Fire