Chapter 1759: Chapter 1759: Bone Stripping Eight Forms
"Oh, the same principle of the Great Dao."
Li Feng looked towards the scholar in green, about to say something when two people walked in through the courtyard gate again.
"Mr. Chen, what’s the use of talking to him? You’re a scholar, it’s not fitting for you to act, let old Niu here handle him."
Li Feng set his gaze on the speaker, seeing a towering figure with a tiger-like back and bear-like waist, not losing an inch to the Martial Arts disciple of the Nine Layers Mountain; he wore long trousers below and a short vest up top which was open, exposing chest hair.
Bare arms bulged with steel-like muscles, covered with countless claw marks and holes. Grabbing two Half Moon Bone Cutting Blades from his waist, he exuded a menacing aura from head to toe.
"Indeed, such rough tasks are better left to people like us." Another man slipped in, much shorter than the brawny fellow, with a pair of triangular eyes giving him a knack for seeing right through people.
This man was also dressed in a coarse manner, yet his weapon was a sharp and slender Bone Cutting Knife, which he twirled in his hand effortlessly.
Li Feng flared his nostrils, a pungent fishy smell assailing him.
"Heard you entered the Nine Layers Mountain, huh, I’ve long wanted to challenge a prodigy from one of the ten major sects."
"No better time than now; since we’ve crossed paths, let’s use you to test my skills."
With those words, the man reeking of fish lunged towards Li Feng, the sharp Bone Cutting Knife in his hand flashing with a streak of light, aiming straight for Li Feng’s throat.
Bone Stripping Eight Forms.
Kiss Throat.
Sever Tendons.
Open Chest.
Pierce Spine.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh, Fish Gut Sever’s Bone Cutting Knife moved like flowing clouds, ceaselessly attacking Li Feng’s vital areas.
With Kiss Throat, the Bone Cutting Knife aimed right at Li Feng’s throat. Li Feng instinctively retreated half a step, but Fish Gut Sever pressed his advantage, closing in again, the Bone Cutting Knife in his hand dancing up and down, the blade light grazing Li Feng’s muscles and tendons.
Fish Gut Sever’s knife was swift and cunning, though seemingly in one spot, it could suddenly appear elsewhere. With a flick of the wrist and a twist of fingers, the Bone Cutting Knife inexplicably appeared where it shouldn’t have.
The Bone Cutting Knife seemed to fly in Fish Gut Sever’s hand.
Li Feng’s senses kept up, but the opponent’s Bone Cutting Knife was too tricky, making it hard for Li Feng to predict its path. On dodging, he was a fraction too slow, with the Bone Cutting Knife slicing through his sleeve, his skin feeling a chill from the blade intent.
This guy’s close-quarter knife was even faster than his Surgical Knife. Li Feng hadn’t engaged in dagger combat for a while.
Li Feng dodged the opponent’s Open Chest and Pierce Spine once again, his figure retreating like a kite with its string cut, severing seven or eight meters away, and half a set of Bone Stripping Blade Technique left his clothes a mess.
"Hmph, is that all the disciple of Nine Layers Mountain amounts to?"
"Had I been a bit quicker, you might have become a fish under my blade." Fish Gut Sever sneered at Li Feng, evidently smug.
Li Feng felt a chill on his body, looking down to see his clothes full of holes. Even though the opponent’s Bone Cutting Knife hadn’t cut directly, the sword energy was sharp enough to mar his attire.
Li Feng scoffed coldly, and in the next instant, his tattered upper garments turned to ash, revealing a robust body, raising his hand to beckon Fish Gut Sever with a finger.
"If you can leave a single knife mark on me, I’ll take your surname, Fish Gut Sever."
Li Feng smirked coldly.
Fish Gut Sever laughed heartily thrice: "Take my surname, does that mean you’ll be my son? Come on, call me dad."
Fish Gut Sever laughed, his laughter fading in the next second as a sharpness gleamed in his eyes: "Don’t be crying for daddy later."
With those words, Fish Gut Sever kicked up a whirlwind of dust, storming towards Li Feng like a gust, the Bone Cutting Knife in his hand flashing with sword energy once again.
Bone Stripping Eight Forms.
Kiss Throat.
Sever Tendons.
Open Chest.
Pierce Spine.
Flip Over.
Bone Stripping.
Decapitate.
Cutting Tail.
The eight forms flowed seamlessly, Fish Gut Sever brushing past Li Feng, exhaling lightly, his lips curling upward, spinning his Bone Cutting Knife in hand.
No one had survived unharmed under his Bone Stripping Eight Forms.
"All done?"
Li Feng suddenly spoke.
Fish Gut Sever spun around in alarm, looking at Li Feng who appeared unscathed: "You?"
"I told you, you wouldn’t be able to touch a hair on me. Your show is over, now it’s my turn." Li Feng lifted his hand, knife-light flickering between his fingers, forming a dancing butterfly.
Butterfly Knife at Fingertips.
However, Li Feng’s Butterfly Knife at Fingertips had already advanced; Li Feng’s strength was greater now, and the Surgical Knife in his hand was no ordinary blade, forged at Li Feng’s expense using star-meteor iron from Heaven Tower, crafting incredibly sharp weapons.
These two Surgical Knives held hidden danger Li Feng wouldn’t wield lightly, but facing Fish Gut Sever’s Bone Stripping Blade Technique, Li Feng felt invigorated.
To compete in speed, huh.
Let me show you what speed truly is.
Li Feng’s body transformed into a flash, closing in instantly, the butterfly knife fluttering, the blade light encapsulating Fish Gut Sever.
In the blink of an eye, Li Feng tiptoed three steps back; Fish Gut Sever hadn’t even realized, but his clothes fell apart, revealing blood marks on his chest.
The marks formed a fish, surrounded by a square frame, resembling a cutting board.
His peer, the burly Niu Jiegu, laughed, clutching his belly, "Haha, haha."
"What are you laughing at?"
Fish Gut Sever glanced at his bare upper body, with pants fallen, a face dark with anger.
"If you’re so bold, bring it on."
Though Fish Gut Sever was reluctant to admit it, Li Feng’s knife was faster than his Bone Stripping Eight Forms, and though Li Feng lunged upon him, his spine froze and body paralyzed like facing an Overlord Beast.
"I’ll take my turn, watch carefully."
Niu Jiegu hefted the Half Moon Bone Cutting Blades, their size comparable to hefty weapons like war hammers and wolf fang clubs.
"Hey kid, you better be careful."
"I’m not one for trifles; even a fierce beast would tremble before me."
Niu Jiegu surged with menacing energy, his muscles rising like hills, bones cracking, even showing signs of ancestral power.
Bloodline Power.
Li Feng squinted as fur grew on Niu Jiegu, with Bloodline Power surging, a more formidable aura pressing forth.
Fish Gut Sever spat: "You rely on Bloodline Power and boast; old Niu, you’re not worthy to carry my shoes."
"Master Beef Cuts."
Niu Jiegu’s momentum soared to a peak, footwork stamping the ground, rumbling with the power of thousands, while Bone Cutting Blade swung down.
