It Was Getting Dark
With a single move, Xu Feng defeated Ye Wuxia. He turned to the others and said with a smile, "I'm in a hurry. Come at me together."
When no one moved, Xu Feng stepped forward. The pressure contained in that step made the other students' faces change, and they could not help backing away.
One advanced, the other retreated. The difference between them was immediately clear.
Xu Feng took three steps forward, and they retreated three steps. Standing alone before the crowd, Xu Feng crossed his arms and said with a chuckle:
"If you're not fighting, then get lost."
The dozen or so people exchanged glances, then immediately scattered, leaving only Xu Feng and Ye Wuxia, who lay on the ground twitching nonstop.
Xu Feng wanted to leave as well, but his stomach suddenly growled.
Shaking his head helplessly, he bent down and searched Ye Wuxia, pulling out some synthetic food and a canteen of water.
The synthetic food had distinct grains and looked medicinal rather than edible. At most, it would stave off hunger.
"More life-sign maintenance medicine. Still, it'll have to do."
Without caring about anything else, he wolfed down the synthetic food, leaving only half for Ye Wuxia.
After drinking half the water as well, he sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. Then he heard something cut through the air.
With a flick of his hand, he caught a willow-leaf throwing knife between his fingers.
The owner of the dart had been hiding in the shadows all along. Seeing her flying knife caught, she did not linger and prepared to retreat at once.
But the moment she moved back, she heard a faint gust of wind. Xu Feng, who had just been in front of her, appeared behind her like a ghost, smiling