C91

Nie Feng walked out of the main entrance of Wan An Martial Arts School and quickly headed south along the long street.

However, ever since he obtained the movement technique for Swift Wolf Steps, Nie Feng gave up on the comfortable and convenient carriage. Instead, he started walking home and started practising the movement technique at the same time.

After leaving the long street in front of the dojo, Nie Feng turned right onto the main street. After about a hundred steps, he turned around and entered a dark alley.

The floor of the alleyway was made of rough stone, and due to the years of failure, it was full of potholes. It was large enough for two people to walk side by side, with high walls on both sides and lush treetops.

Because there were no streetlights and the trees were shaded, the alley was very dark. Only the moonlight shone on some parts of the road, allowing people to barely see the road in front of them.

Ordinary people probably wouldn't dare to walk in such an alleyway alone at night. Although the east and south areas of the city had always been peaceful, it was not to the point of not closing their doors at night.

Nie Feng was an expert with great courage. As a Star rank, if he didn't even dare to travel at night, it would be better for him to just hide at home and drink some milk to avoid disgracing himself.

Moreover, he had walked this road back and forth for more than ten times without encountering any accidents, so he was very at ease.

After entering the alley, Nie Feng's speed suddenly accelerated. Like an arrow that had just left the bowstring, he shot forward with light and swift steps. The moment he landed, he dashed forward like a wolf!

In less than a quarter of an hour, Nie Feng had already passed through more than half of the alleyway. The brightly lit South Street was already in sight, and he couldn't help but slow down his pace.

It was not a problem to run around in the alleyway. One could not act so brazenly outside of the alleyway. Otherwise, the patrolling soldiers of the city guards would interfere. There was no need to provoke such trouble.

In front of him was another intersection of two alleys. On the wall hung a tattered wind lamp. The dim yellow light shone from under the cracked lampshade, barely illuminating the surrounding area.

A wandering beggar wrapped in a sackcloth was curled up under the wind lamp. Beside him were rattan and wooden crutches, old and broken bags, and other random items. In front of him was a dirty porcelain bowl.

Noticing Nie Feng's appearance, the beggar stretched out his skinny hand, picked up the bowl, and pleaded in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Young Master, please do well. Give me some money."

Nanyuan city was a city for immigrants. There were no natives in the city, all the residents had migrated from other planets, and the majority of the residents were commoners.

Due to various reasons, many people became poor or beggars. However, most of them lived in the north and west areas of the city. Only a few beggars wandered to the east and south of the city.

However, they would never dare to beg in the streets because the patrol squad would capture them and throw them into the mines outside the city. That would be a fate worse than death.

Therefore, these beggars would usually only dare to roam the dark alleys, surreptitiously pick up trash from other people's homes, or beg from people who occasionally passed through the alleys.

Nie Feng was no longer surprised. Sometimes, he would even donate a few coppers to poor people.

This beggar looked very old, and his emaciated bones made people feel pity for him. Nie Feng couldn't help but stop and took out a silver coin from his chest and casually threw it into the beggar's bowl.

Ding ~

The shiny silver coins fell on the bottom of the bowl, making a crisp sound.

The old beggar was overjoyed. Holding the bowl in both hands, he turned around and kneeled on the ground, "Thank you, young master …"

With these words, he bent his body and prepared to kowtow to Nie Feng.

But just at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!"

Three short, pitch-black arrows shot out from the sackcloth on the old beggar's back, aimed at Nie Feng's chest and abdomen!

The accident had happened so suddenly, and the distance between the two was so close. If it were anyone else, they would have been hit on the spot before they could react. If not, they would have been seriously injured on the spot.

However, Nie Feng seemed to have already expected it. In the instant the old beggar launched his sneak attack, he suddenly took a big step back, barely dodging the three deadly arrows, and was completely unharmed!

Snatch! Snatch! Snatch!

The three arrows missed their target and hit the wall in front of them. The arrowheads penetrated deep into the hard stone bricks and the arrowheads continued to vibrate non-stop.

Although the combat effectiveness of a Star rank warrior was 100 times that of an ordinary one, a low-level Star rank warriors without the protection of armor and armor would still have a weak body, and would not be able to withstand the powerful slashes and arrows.

However, Nie Feng had just advanced Black Iron Warriors. If he was hit by these three arrows, it would definitely be disastrous!

However, he managed to avoid it.

The Assassin, who disguised himself as a beggar, couldn't help but be shocked. He leaped up like a leopard, and with a shiny dagger in his hand, he stabbed towards Nie Feng's heart at lightning speed!

Courting death!

Nie Feng, who had just dodged a blow, had a fierce look in his eyes as he threw out a punch towards the assassin without any hesitation.

This punch was infused with seventy percent of Nie Feng's Star Energy. The force from his fist breaking through the air rose sharply, and a majestic tiger's might seeped out of his fist. It was the first to cover the assassin!

The dagger in the assassin's hand could no longer move forward by even half an inch. The true form of the Tiger Fist that Nie Feng practiced had already reached the bone-piercing level. Just its aura alone was enough to suppress an ordinary martial artist like him.

However, this assassin was also very powerful. The moment Nie Fanghu's fist was about to land on him, he actually managed to break away from the fist aura. He turned around and nimbly took a few steps back, opening up a distance between him and Nie Feng, and also escaped death.

"That's right!"

Nie Feng's punch missed and he couldn't help praising it. However, the killing intent in his eyes continued to increase!

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