You Have No Idea How Tiring It Is to Feign Weakness!

"Someone important from the Inner Circle?" A murderous glint flashed in Wei Fan's eyes.

The thought that this White Ghost Soul, known as an Outer Circle Nightmare, was the result of an experiment by someone important in the Inner Circle filled him with uncontrollable rage.

"You seem quite angry?" Zhang Zhi chuckled. "I suppose so. You just joined the Night Watch Team, and you probably lived in the Outer Circle before, right? It's normal for you to feel this way, but the big shots in the Inner Circle are not someone you can contend with! Now that you're also an Inner Circle member, you don't have to worry about your safety."

Wei Fan remained silent, but his intention to kill had already been formed.

Afterward, the two continued their patrol along the city wall. As they passed the initial area, Wei Fan paused and looked towards the bushes outside the wall. The fireflies that had been moving through the bushes moments before scattered rapidly, disappearing into the night sky.

"What's going on? Why did the temperature suddenly drop!" Zhang Zhi exclaimed.

Wei Fan had already sensed it. He attached a Little Flame Talisman to his sword hilt, bracing himself.

"It's below us!" Wei Fan warned, slashing downwards with his sword.

Dark, water-plant-like tendrils coiled around the blade, releasing a pungent, fishy odor.

"Die!" Wei Fan shook his sword, shattering the tendrils.

In the distance, Zhang Zhi was also entangled by the dark tendrils. However, his reaction speed wasn't as fast as Wei Fan's. The tendrils had already wrapped around his entire body, forming a black cocoon.

From the depths of the darkness, a Giant Bat flew towards them, intending to carry away the black cocoon. Just as Zhang Zhi seemed doomed, the black cocoon that had enveloped him suddenly exploded!

Boom!

"Damn it, why did you have to force my hand!" Zhang Zhi's body grew to two meters and ten centimeters, his muscles bulging. Every movement he made seemed to rip through the air, carrying unimaginable strength!

"Triple Burst, Three Yuan Battle Art?" Wei Fan recognized the power with a sense of familiarity. What Zhang Zhi was using was a secret technique from the Three Yuan Battle Art for amplifying strength!

"This guy is also in the Divine Strength Realm? He was just feigning weakness!" Wei Fan instantly understood everything.

The Giant Bat hadn't expected the person it had restrained to suddenly break free. It couldn't turn in time and could only charge towards Zhang Zhi.

"Die!" A sword energy slash cut through the air, opening a deep gash on the Giant Bat's body.

Hiss!

The Giant Bat let out a sharp, painful shriek that threatened to rupture eardrums. Wei Fan, being farther away, wasn't significantly harmed. Zhang Zhi, however, had blood flowing from his ears, clearly suffering internal injuries.

At the same time, the dark tendrils reappeared, surging towards Zhang Zhi with much greater ferocity than before.

"..." Wei Fan remained silent, his attention also focused on the Giant Bat. This was a Black Ghost Level Monstrosity, possessing at least 10 energy points. It would be a shame to let it go. Of course, he was quite happy to have Zhang Zhi as a tool to weaken the Monstrosity for him.

"Break!" Zhang Zhi unleashed his full power. With nine thousand jin of strength, the dark tendrils were easily repelled, and he charged towards the Giant Bat again.

The man and the beast engaged in a fierce battle. The Giant Bat, already heavily injured at the start, gradually began to lose. It attempted to turn and flee.

At that moment, a silver light flashed, striking the bat's head precisely. It was Wei Fan, who killed the exhausted Giant Bat with a single strike.

"Ding, you have killed a Black Ghost Level Monstrosity, gaining 10 energy points."

"You?" Zhang Zhi was also stunned. He hadn't expected Wei Fan to intervene at such a critical moment.

The two looked at each other, the atmosphere becoming tense. Zhang Zhi appeared quite battered, with numerous bloody gashes on his body from the Giant Bat's attacks. However, his aura remained powerful, exuding a fierce presence.

Zhang Zhi, gripping his sword, walked step by step towards Wei Fan, his eyes filled with amusement and mockery.

"Kid, you're lucky to have run into me! Because I'm in the Divine Strength Realm, capable of dealing with most Monstrosities!"

"Similarly, you're very unlucky, because anyone who knows my true strength... dies!"

"Do you know how tiring it is to feign weakness!"

"Your swordsmanship is decent, but in the face of absolute power, all that flashy stuff is useless!"

Zhang Zhi's killing intent had been ignited.

In his opinion, Wei Fan, the newcomer who had just joined, had decent knife skills, but he could still be easily toyed with by him.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered if you attack me?" Wei Fan asked back, not flustered at all.

"So what if I kill you? I'll just say a Monstrosity did it. Dead men tell no tales anyway!" Zhang Zhi advanced step by step, his smile growing more vicious.

"So that's how it's done!" Wei Fan nodded.

"You're calmer than I imagined. I appreciate that, but today, you must die!" Zhang Zhi suddenly attacked, slashing at Wei Fan with his saber.

"Die!" Zhang Zhi's smile was ferocious.

But the next second, a clang was heard, and sparks flew from the blade.

Crack!

The steel saber broke directly in the middle, splitting into two pieces.

Zhang Zhi's hand was also injured by the impact, his tiger's mouth cracking. Already wounded, the backlash from this blow made him spurt blood from his mouth.

"You!!!" Zhang Zhi's head buzzed. His smile froze on his face, his eyes bulging as he stared at Wei Fan in disbelief.

"How can you be so strong!?"

"Is this the power of your so-called Divine Strength Realm?" Wei Fan's face was darkened. He lifted Zhang Zhi with one hand.

"This is the Divine Strength Realm?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?"