74. If I Draw My Saber, There Will Be Blood

74. If I Draw My Saber, There Will Be Blood

"Lin Fei..."

Ling Yao couldn't help but shout out loudly. However, she had only Acquired Sixth Level. Even though her saber skills were formidable, it was already good enough for her to deal with Zhao Tianlei.

How could she free herself and save Lin Fei? Now, no one could save Lin Fei!

"Swish."

The next moment, Lin Fei made his move. He didn't use his saber techniques. Instead, he used his fist like the Fat and Thin Fools.

"Triple Wave."

Lin Fei lifted his head calmly. Both hands were clenched into fists, and he punched towards the Fat and Thin Fools.

"Bang."

The fists of the three people collided heavily. Under Lin Fei's calm expression, his inner power erupted like a volcano. The terrifying inner power surged, combined with Lin Fei's blood, bone, and muscle strength.

It suddenly made the Fat and Thin Fools' faces change. Even their arms were trembling.

"You are an acquired third-level martial artist, how can you have such a profound inner power?"

"And the strength is so terrifying?"

The Fat and Thin Fools were shocked. But Lin Fei was calm. He immediately withdrew his fist. Then he punched again.

This was the second move.

Lin Fei had reached mastery in the Triple Wave Technique. Therefore, the second move's power was 1.3 times stronger than the first!

Lin Fei's punch was extremely fast. And the moves were connected. Just like real waves. It was difficult to even retreat.

The Fat and Thin Fools felt like their arms were about to break. Lin Fei's strength was even stronger than before.

"Retreat, quickly retreat!" They wanted to retreat. But Lin Fei's third move came again.

The punch, based on the second move, increased its power by thirty percent. The terrifying force was unstoppable, like a landslide.

It landed heavily on the two men's arms.

"Crack."

Their arms broke with a sound, and the two men screamed in pain. Their bodies were directly punched by Lin Fei and heavily fell to the ground. Their internal organs were in pain as if they were overturned, powerless to get up.

Suddenly, everyone was amazed.

"Fat and Thin Fools were defeated?"

"Fat and Thin Fools have joined forces and performed a combined attack technique that can rival the acquired seventh level. Who is this person who can defeat them in just a few moves?"

"Whoosh!"

Lin Fei slashed with his saber, and suddenly, countless sharp saber edges filled the sky, forming thirteen shadows.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal colliding echoed in Lin Fei's ears. Then, a powerful force came from the opponent's sword through Lin Fei's saber, and even his body couldn't completely offset the force.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Lin Fei took three steps back in succession before regaining his stance. He raised his head and saw a figure with a short sword in hand standing not far from him.

It was not eye-catching, but there were droplets of blood falling to the ground.

Yuan Ming!

The acquired seventh-level martial artist was like a shadow. He killed Li Yin and the others with just one move and almost killed Lin Fei too.

"Lin Fei, are you okay?"

Ling Yao saw that Li Yin and the others were already dead and couldn't care about her grief and anger. She came to Lin Fei immediately, her face full of vigilance.

Lin Fei reached out and touched the skin on his neck, where a thin bloodstain had appeared.

Ling Yao was also shocked to see this. Lin Fei had taken a hit from the opponent's sword.

"Good swordsmanship," Lin Fei praised.

"Good hard martial arts," Yuan Ming replied coldly.

Finally, Lin Fei's Vajra Iron Cloth came in handy. Although the opponent's sword did not cut Lin Fei's neck, the sword energy did it, and if it were not for Vajra Iron Cloth, Lin Fei would have been hit by the sword energy and died.

Yuan Ming had mastered a terrifying perfection-level sword technique. This kind of martial artist was almost comparable to those at the acquired ninth level or higher.

Ling Yao was also sweating coldly at the moment. She looked at the bodies of Li Yin and the others on the ground and then at the bloodstain on Lin Fei's neck. Ling Yao seemed to have made a decision.

"Lin Fei, I give up, if we keep fighting, you will die too. We surrender," Ling Yao said.

Ling Yao had completely given up. Zhao Tianlei could at least be held back, but Yuan Ming was too terrifying. Even Senior Brother Chu would be certain to die!

Lin Fei remained silent. His gaze swept over the bodies of Li Yin and the others on the ground and then looked at Ling Yao, who was full of tears and self-blame.

Lin Fei's hand gradually gripped the Hidden Saber at his waist.

"I have one strike. If I draw my saber, there will be blood. Senior Sister Ling, you have helped me many times before. I owe you a favor, and this is worth it."

"Lin Fei, you..." Ling Yao was about to say something, but Lin Fei's figure had leaped in the direction of Yuan Ming all at once. A leap of several dozen meters. This was the Leaping Technique.

At the same time, Lin Fei's right hand had already gripped the saber at his waist.