A Madman's Nature

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"Yo! Back so soon? Looks like Father really couldn't be bothered with a piece of trash like you! That's only natural. A useless waste should just stay in the side courtyard and embarrass himself there. What are you doing running over to the main courtyard? Aren't you afraid people will laugh their teeth out?"

Liu Feng and Turner had only just entered the front courtyard when Gilbert's odd, affected voice rang out again. Then, like a malicious ghost that refused to disperse, he appeared before Liu Feng once more.

With a faint sigh, Liu Feng did not know whether to cry or laugh. The gloom in his heart grew even heavier, and he said coldly, "Move. I don't have time to play with you today."

Seeing his always cowardly, good-for-nothing elder brother actually dare speak to him in such a tone today, Gilbert could not help but freeze, stunned on the spot.

"Damn it! You really think you're still the young master, don't you? To be so rude to my young master!" An angry curse rang out. Then a figure flashed, and Bike jumped out again, a savage look spreading across his ugly face.

Seeing a follower under him actually dare curse his own elder brother, Gilbert showed not the slightest displeasure. Instead, he sneered, and a few traces of approval even appeared in his eyes as he looked at Bike.

That look was naturally caught by Bike, who had been secretly watching his master's expression the whole time. His courage swelled a few notches at once, and he bellowed again, "You trash! My young master kindly came to greet you, and you actually just turn and leave? Hurry up and apologize to the young master, or I'll make you regret it!" As he spoke, he viciously lifted the dagger in his hand, the perfect picture of a dog borrowing its master's power.

Liu Feng sighed helplessly again. Before he could speak, Turner at his side sprang forward and said in a fury, "Bike, is that how you talk to my young master? Are you itching for a beating?"

His tangled hair fluttered in the wind. At this moment, Turner had actually cast off the docility he showed before Liu Feng, and a faintly violent aura seeped from his body, like an enraged wild beast.

"Heh heh! So it's you, Barbarian mongrel. I'm in a good mood today, so I can't be bothered to fuss with you. Get lost. Careful, or I'll cripple you!" Bike kept grinning savagely, waving the dagger in his hand again as if in demonstration.

"What did you call me?" Hearing the word mongrel, Turner's eyes instantly turned blood-red. A pressing killing intent surged wildly from his burly body in an instant. He stepped forward, about to strike.

Liu Feng lightly waved his hand and stopped Turner, who was about to erupt. Suddenly he smiled at Gilbert. "Second Brother, your prestige is growing by the day! Even a dog you keep dares bark so wildly now. It seems you ought to discipline it more, or if it goes outside, it will smear mud on the Palister Family's name!"

Seeing this useless elder brother, who had always been too cowardly to hit back when beaten or talk back when cursed, not only talk back today but even dare lecture him, Gilbert froze again. For a moment, he did not know how to retort, so he could only give a cold snort.

"You piece of trash, who are you calling a dog?" Bike's expression changed, and he flew into a rage.

"Heh, what do you think? Whoever here is barking the loudest, that's who." Liu Feng still wore a gentle smile, but a chill gradually began to well up in his eyes.

Although Bike's brain could not be called especially useful, he still understood the meaning behind Liu Feng's words. He became even more furious. First, he glanced at Gilbert out of the corner of his eye. When he saw that there was not the slightest blame in his master's eyes, but instead a hint of encouragement, Bike's courage grew countless times over. He let out a wild laugh. "Looks like you really are asking to be taught a lesson, trash. Fine, today I'll teach you some respect on my young master's behalf!" As he spoke, he raised the dagger and advanced menacingly toward Liu Feng.

Bike was not stupid. Although he had cursed this useless young master countless times in the past, that had all been at Gilbert's instruction. Without his master's permission, even if Bike were given several more guts, he still would not dare attack Nicholas. After all, no matter how useless he was, Nicholas was still, in name, the eldest young master of the Palister Family.

He, Bike, a mere level three, was not so arrogant as to dare bully the eldest young master of a family with such a glorious history.

But today seemed different. His master's intention not only seemed to be that he would not stop him, but rather that he wanted him to teach the other party a proper lesson.

Seeing that Bike really had put on a posture as if he were about to attack, Liu Feng's expression still did not change at all. He was still smiling gently, but the chill in his eyes grew thicker and thicker.

At this moment, Turner, beside Liu Feng, could no longer endure it. With a wild shout, his body moved, and he was about to strike.

But just then, an arm that was not especially sturdy once again blocked Turner's path.

Holding Turner back with one hand, Liu Feng still smiled as he took a step forward. "You dare attack me?"

"Damn it, what wouldn't I dare!" Bike cursed angrily. His body suddenly moved. He shoved the dagger back into his waist, then swung his huge fist and smashed it viciously toward Liu Feng.

A lesson was a lesson, but Bike did not dare use a weapon. If he accidentally crippled this useless young master, Bike knew his own ending would definitely be unpleasant too.

Before the fist even reached him, the fierce wind from it had already surged up, blowing Liu Feng's pale-blue hair on his forehead into motion.

At that very moment, a savage expression suddenly surged across Liu Feng's pale, handsome face. A fierce light burst from his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he darted forward at high speed, then turned sideways. Bike's fist instantly scraped past Liu Feng's face, drawing a red mark.

Forcibly enduring the clear, sharp pain coming from his face, Liu Feng's body did not pause. Instead, using the speed of his charge, he pressed in close and reached Bike's chest. With an angry roar, he lifted his knee with incomparable skill and slammed it viciously into Bike's lower body.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream burst from Bike's mouth. The tearing pain from his lower body made Bike bend forward involuntarily, and a wave of dizziness swept through his mind. But Bike's nature was extremely fierce, and his battle instincts were incomparably practiced. As if out of habit, his fist rose again and hammered forward.

Having succeeded with one move, Liu Feng seized the instant while Bike was somewhat dizzy. His comparatively thin and weak body flashed nimbly behind Bike. Then one hand swiftly grabbed Bike's hair and yanked it upward. As Bike's head tilted back from the pain, Liu Feng's other hand suddenly pulled the dagger from Bike's waist and stabbed it viciously toward Bike's eye.

"Aooo!" A shrill cry like that of a wild beast at the moment of death instantly pierced the clouds. A stream of deep-red blood spurted from Bike's right eye, splashing through the air like blooming red fireworks.

Under this agonizing pain, Bike's ferocity was completely exposed. He grabbed Liu Feng's left hand, which was still tangled in his hair, and then exerted force fiercely, about to lift Liu Feng and throw him away.

A trace of a contemptuous smile appeared on Liu Feng's face. Although Liu Feng did not plan to use Soul Power in order to conceal his strength, his body, transformed by his cultivation method, had already gradually become stronger. His hand instantly tightened, shaking off Bike's hand, and then his body violently retreated backward.

"Hoh, hoh!"

A beastlike roar came from Bike's mouth. He yanked the dagger out of his eye, his face covered in blood, and like an ancient vicious god, Bike pounced toward Liu Feng once more.

At this moment, both Turner and Gilbert had already been stunned by the change before their eyes. They had never imagined that the once incomparably cowardly useless young master would actually reveal such a ruthless side today, and they completely forgot to stop this fight that was about to change in nature.

Feeling Bike's dagger coming with a fierce howl of wind, Liu Feng could not help sighing inwardly. He finally understood that although he had already cultivated to the realm of Soul Fusion, if he did not use Soul Power, then compared with Bike, a level-three warrior with well-practiced martial skills, the gap was still enormous.

But Liu Feng still did not intend to use Soul Power.

The dagger was instantly before him, and an aura of death began to spread. In that perilous instant, Liu Feng suddenly let out an angry roar. He poured all the strength in his body into his legs and kicked off fiercely. He actually did not dodge to the side, but instead met Bike's dagger and threw himself at it.

"Pfft!"

The dagger carried up a spray of blood as it pierced through Liu Feng's left arm. At the same time, however, it also made Bike's movements turn sluggish. Right then, Liu Feng suddenly let out another shrill roar, and the nature buried in his bones was exposed all at once. With his other arm, he tightly hugged Bike's body, opened his mouth, and bit down viciously toward the artery on Bike's neck.

The people of this world would not know that, in another world, Liu Feng had an illustrious nickname—Liu the Madman!

This nickname did not mean there was something wrong with Liu Feng's mental state. Rather, everyone familiar with Liu Feng knew that although Liu Feng usually always wore a gentle look, if he was thoroughly enraged, once he was forced into a desperate or dangerous situation, this fellow would erupt with a kind of madness that made people's hearts tremble.

Facing Liu Feng's savage, life-for-life appearance, even Bike, who had killed people before, could not help but have his expression change drastically. Although Bike had never feared killing, he had never encountered such a ferocious and brutal way of fighting. For a moment, he actually forgot to push Liu Feng away and instead chose to tilt his head, preparing to avoid Liu Feng's teeth.

"Aooo!"

Another miserable scream rang out. Although Bike avoided the vital point at his neck, he delivered his ear into Liu Feng's mouth. Under Liu Feng's bite, with even the strength he had used to suckle milk brought out, the ear that had followed Bike for decades completely became a thing of the past.

And at that very moment, taking advantage of the instant when Bike was in pain, Liu Feng once again snatched up another brick from the ground and smashed it viciously toward Bike's face.

Bang!

Blood splattered. Bike let out another miserable scream, blood pouring from his mouth as several teeth flew out with it. Liu Feng did not pause in the slightest. He raised the brick again and brought it down hard on Bike's face with another bang. Once, then again...

Described in words, it seemed to take a long time, but in truth, it had all happened in an instant. Only now did Turner, Gilbert, and the others finally react, rushing quickly into the middle and pulling the two men apart.

But by now, Bike no longer looked anything like he had before. His head was already a bloody blur, and he was basically only breathing out, not breathing in.

Still gripping the brick in one hand, Liu Feng wiped the blood from his face with the other and looked at Gilbert with a smile. "Some people's teeth won't fall out from laughing—but they can be smacked out!"

At that moment, Liu Feng's smile was still as gentle as ever, but Gilbert felt his scalp prickle in waves, and the cold sweat on his back could no longer be held back as it streamed down.

Facing this good-for-nothing elder brother, Gilbert, who had already reached mid-grade Level Six strength, suddenly felt an utterly inexplicable wave of terror. At last, he realized that this useless elder brother of his had changed—become so terrifying, so unfamiliar, as if he were some kind of monster...