Chapter 161: Chapter 158: You Think This Is a Gun? Wrong, This Is Your Tombstone
Han Feng nodded.
"Fine."
His hand reached for his waist.
Smug smiles appeared on the faces of the men opposite him.
They thought Han Feng was about to obediently take off his backpack.
But Han Feng’s hand didn’t stop there.
It slid further down.
Landing on the quick-draw holster on his outer thigh.
CLICK.
The large-caliber "Sand Python" pistol was in his hand.
The safety clicked off in an instant.
The entire motion was a blur.
The dark muzzle wasn’t aimed at the shouting brute.
Instead, it locked directly onto the distant Cyan-Scaled Giant Lizard.
"Since there’s no room for discussion, you can all get lost."
Han Feng’s tone was calm.
"Those three fruits are mine."
"And this lizard is mine, too."
At the mouth of the valley, the air fell silent for a moment.
The next second, an uproar of derisive laughter erupted.
The five mercenaries were doubled over with laughter.
As if they’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Boss, did you hear that?"
"This student is pointing some piece of junk at the lizard and telling us to get lost!"
"I’m dying of laughter. Are all students this stupid nowadays?"
"Who does he think he’s scaring with a kinetic pistol?"
The burly man in the lead was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes.
He looked at the gun in Han Feng’s hand as if it were a three-year-old’s toy.
In this Martial Arts World, ordinary handguns were useless.
Especially in front of a Meridian Passage Realm Martial Artist, it was worse than a fire poker.
Unless it was a heavy-duty, military-grade Spiritual Energy Sniper Cannon.
"Kid, you’ve got guts."
The burly man wiped away his tears, his expression turning cold.
"You want to die? I’ll grant your wish."
He didn’t move to do it himself.
Instead, he shot his companions a look.
"Brothers, pull back!"
"Clear the way."
"Let this top student with his ’Divine Artifact’ go have an intimate moment with the big lizard!"
The men understood instantly.
All five of them retreated at once.
But they didn’t go far.
Instead, they fanned out, sealing off Han Feng and Wang Meng’s escape route.
The Cyan-Scaled Giant Lizard was already burning with rage.
When the enemies before it suddenly dispersed, it lost its target.
The next moment, its eyes fixed on two new "snacks" not far away.
ROAR!
With a roar, the ground trembled slightly.
The creature, over five meters long, kicked off with its four limbs.
Its massive body barrelled forward, bringing with it a foul, gale-force wind.
The immense pressure made Wang Meng’s face turn pale.
"Fengzi! We’ve really screwed up this time!"
Wang Meng roared, raising his Giant Axe to meet the charge head-on.
He knew that charging in was suicide.
He’d be smashed into a pulp on the spot.
"Don’t block my line of sight."
Han Feng reached out and casually pushed Wang Meng aside.
Facing the giant lizard’s charge, he didn’t retreat but advanced.
He took a deliberate step forward.
The thirty-meter distance vanished in a flash.
A faint glow lit up Han Feng’s eyes. [Spiritual Vision] activated.
In his vision, the ferocious giant lizard was instantly deconstructed.
It became a moving Energy Body.
Its solid scales turned transparent.
Beneath the scales, the beating of its heart, the contraction of its blood vessels, and the paths of its flexing muscles were all clearly visible.
Every single weak point was laid bare.
’Three inches below the neck, the nerve center.’
’Deep inside the left eye socket, the brain’s defenses are weakest.’
Countless data points flashed through his mind.
Han Feng raised his right hand, his wrist steady.
The Qi Blood in his body surged wildly.
The Energy in his meridians, under the transformation of his Sword Bone, was instantly transmuted.
It was no longer mere Qi Blood.
It was the power belonging to the [Innate Sword Body]—Sword Qi!
Though faint, this sharp energy flowed down his arm and into the "Sand Python."
It coated the special Tier One Spiritual Energy Armor-Piercing Bullet.
This gun was no longer Mortal Iron.
It was a sword.
A deadly Flying Sword held in Han Feng’s hand.
BANG!
The gunshot rang out.
But the sound wasn’t a bang, it was a sharp whistle.
What erupted from the muzzle wasn’t flame.
But a brilliant streak of silver light!
The giant lizard had just charged within ten meters, its mouth not yet open.
The silver light was already there.
PFFT!
There was no resistance at all.
Before the Sword Qi-infused bullet, the hard cyan scales were as fragile as paper.
The bullet precisely drilled into the white spot beneath the giant lizard’s neck.
That was its nerve center.
This was followed by a muffled crack.
The giant lizard’s massive body suddenly stiffened.
Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.
Its front legs gave out, and its body slammed into the ground.
Plowing a deep furrow in the earth.
But the Life Force of a Tier Two Middle Stage creature was terrifying.
Even with its nerve center damaged, it still wasn’t dead.
A blood-curdling hiss escaped its mouth.
Its limbs thrashed wildly, clawing at the ground as it tried to get back up.
Its long tail whipped about madly, pulverizing rocks into dust.
’Not dead yet?’
Han Feng remained expressionless, slightly adjusting his wrist.
BANG!
BANG!
Two more sharp gunshots rang out.
The first shot shattered its left eye.
The second followed the ruined socket and penetrated directly into its brain.
This time, the Sword Qi detonated completely inside its skull.
The giant lizard’s struggling body arched violently.
Then it crashed heavily to the ground.
Its limbs twitched a few times, and then it fell silent.
The dust slowly settled.
At the mouth of the valley, there was dead silence.
In the distance, the members of the Blazing Fire Mercenary Corps, who had been ready to watch a good show, were all stunned.
Each of their jaws was hanging open wide enough to fit a fist inside.
Their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
The team member who had mocked Han Feng earlier dropped his dagger with a CLANG.
"That... that was a handgun?"
He stammered, his worldview crumbling.
Not even a military-grade Tier Two Spiritual Energy Sniper Rifle could tear through the defenses of a Tier Two Middle Stage Demon Beast so easily!
The burly man’s face was indescribably grim.
He stared intently at the still-smoking "Sand Python" in Han Feng’s hand.
Then he looked at the bloody holes in the giant lizard’s corpse.
Penetrating wounds.
The edges of the wounds weren’t scorched. In fact, they were perfectly smooth.
’What in the world is that weapon?’
A chill ran down the burly man’s spine.
’If that shot had been aimed at me...’
’Could my Spiritual Energy Armor have blocked it?’
Han Feng lowered the muzzle and turned around.
His gaze fell upon the mercenaries.
He didn’t speak.
He just raised his hand and casually waved the gun’s muzzle.
As if shooing away a few flies.
The burly man’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Now, in his eyes, the young man was no longer a fat sheep.
But a T-Rex in sheep’s clothing.
"Go!"
The burly man gritted his teeth, forcing out a single word.
His heart was bleeding.
That was three Red Flame Fruits and the corpse of a Tier Two Middle Stage Demon Beast!
But facing such bizarre firepower, he didn’t dare take the risk.
The men from the Blazing Fire Corps fled as if granted amnesty.
In the blink of an eye, they vanished deep into the dense forest.
Only after the group was long gone did Wang Meng collapse onto the ground.
He gasped for air, breathing heavily.
"Holy moly..."
Wang Meng looked at the mountain-like corpse, then at the gun in Han Feng’s hand.
"Fengzi, is that thing loaded with a nuke? That was insane!"
"Alright, get to work."
Han Feng kicked the giant lizard’s corpse.
"Same as usual. You handle this big guy, and the three fruits are mine."
"You got it! You rest up, I’ll take care of the rough stuff!"
Having witnessed Han Feng’s power, Wang Meng was now completely convinced.
With a powerhouse like this to back him up, he’d do anything he was asked.
Wang Meng scurried over enthusiastically and began dissecting the corpse with his Giant Axe.
Meanwhile, Han Feng walked toward the center of the valley.
On the small, crimson tree, three fruits exuded an enticing aroma.
’A Tier Two Lower Grade Spirit Fruit, the Red Flame Fruit.’
’It refines bone marrow and purifies Qi Blood.’
Information flashed through Han Feng’s mind.
On the Black Market, a single one of these was worth at least two hundred Spirit Coins. Three of them would be six hundred.
Before, he would have picked them to sell for money.
But now...
Without the slightest hesitation, he picked one and tossed it directly into his mouth.
CRUNCH.
The pulp melted the moment it entered his mouth, turning into a scalding hot current.
This current swept through his entire body, frantically burrowing into his bones.
Excruciating pain!
It felt as if countless tiny knives were scraping his bones.
But amidst the pain, Han Feng could feel his bones undergoing a transformation.
The system panel refreshed frantically.
[High-concentration Fire Attribute Spiritual Power influx detected...]
[Guide Energy to accelerate Sword Bone Transformation?]
’Yes!’
Han Feng roared internally.
BOOM!
The violent hot current was instantly captured by a force and tamed.
It began to wash over his bones in a regulated pattern.
Faint golden patterns started to appear on his pristine white bones.
The stagnant progress bar began to jump wildly again.
[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 92%... 92.5%... 93%...]
Feeling the surge of power, a sharp glint flashed in Han Feng’s eyes.
Without another word, he plucked the remaining two Red Flame Fruits.
He swallowed them whole, one after another, like eating jelly beans.
If the five mercenaries who had fled saw this, they would probably have coughed up blood from sheer rage on the spot.
The treasure they had fought for with their lives was being eaten by Han Feng like an after-dinner snack.
The overlapping currents of heat made Han Feng feel like he was about to explode.
He sat down cross-legged and activated the [Sword Storage Technique].
He guided the immense Medicinal Power, tempering his Sword Bone again and again.
’Almost there.’
’Just a little bit more.’
His Sword Bone was about to reach Great Success!
In the distance, Wang Meng, who was struggling with the lizard’s hide, glanced back.
Han Feng’s entire body was emitting white steam, and his skin was bright red.
Wang Meng couldn’t help but shrink back.
’That madman’s Talent, getting stronger just by eating and drinking... he’s a real monster.’
He shook his head, and his hands moved even faster as he continued the dissection.
