NOVEL NEXT Chapter 627: Between Life and Death!
Feng Yueji is perfect in every way, except for one thing—her strength is still lacking!
She is now at the Peak Master Level, a remarkable improvement compared to before she met Jiang Feng, but still far behind.
Even Wu Feng, a dog casually taken in by Jiang Feng and far away in the provincial city, has reached the Peak of Maestro level, leaving her an entire realm behind, creating immense pressure.
Fortunately, Feng Yueji never admits defeat, only fueling her determination to become stronger, and actual combat is the best way to improve her strength!
"Don't hurt this little woman; it's better to capture her alive. I have a use for her." The fat swordsman holding a heavy sword said with a wicked smile.
His name was Sai Gang, and he was the third disciple of Hemeng, while the thin swordsman was the fifth disciple, Ye Tu.
Seven members of the Royal Guard received the order and surrounded Feng Yueji in a fan shape.
One of them suddenly launched an attack, leaping up, and punched towards Feng Yueji!
This punch came from an unexpected angle, different from the styles of any sects on Chinese land. It was the Royal Boxing taught by the Palace Pugilists of Myanmar.
Known for its ferocity and power, anyone daring to invade the forbidden palace could be smashed by this punch!
In a flash, Feng Yueji suddenly activated the "Phoenix Glaze Skill," dodging to the side to avoid the punch, and then grabbed the opponent's arm, pulling it downward. The punching Royal Guard missed, spun 180 degrees, and fell to the ground in a perfect "dog eats dirt" posture.
"Hmm? This beauty has some skill, and her martial arts are quite rare. What's this style?"
Sai Gang watched Feng Yueji with interest.
"The martial arts of China are vast and profound; don't underestimate anyone here!"
Ye Tu, relatively clear-headed, did not excessively underestimate China's martial artists.
Feng Yueji let out a delicate yelp, ready to kick the "dog eats dirt" guard on the ground to death when suddenly two gusts of wind attacked her. Two more Royal Guards rushed at her!
One grabbed Feng Yueji by the waist, while the other swung a slap towards her face. If Feng Yueji was restrained, she could be slapped unconscious!
Struggling to break free, Feng Yueji suddenly bent over and threw the Royal Guard behind her to the ground. Then, with a spinning kick, she sent the slapping Royal Guard flying.
Immediately after, she leaped high and stomped down, killing the Royal Guard on the ground just like she had done to Gou Yunfei!
"Damn it, what are you guys doing? You can't even handle a woman?" Sai Gang's face changed, and he roared!
The remaining four intact Royal Guards immediately rushed at Feng Yueji from four directions, but Feng Yueji weaved through their gaps like a butterfly among flowers, her fists striking powerfully, quickly taking down all four guards, leaving them writhing on the ground in pain.
"Damn it! What a disgrace!"
Sai Gang couldn't take it anymore, hoisting his heavy sword and charging at Feng Yueji.
The heavy sword had no blade, its artistry in simplicity. In his hands, it was as if a child wielded a toy sword, astonishingly agile.
Yet the aura it emanated was no joke, like a fierce tiger breaking out or a black bear jumping over a stream, overwhelmingly powerful!
Late Stage Maestro!
Feng Yueji immediately judged the opponent's strength, every pore on her body signaling danger!
In desperation, she turned and clasped her palms together, forcibly catching the edge of the sword!
Sai Gang sneered disdainfully, shook his wrist, and transmitted a surge of immense power through the heavy sword, directly sending Feng Yueji flying backward, staggering!
Sai Gang, realizing the huge disparity in strength, thrust out another sword aimed directly at Feng Yueji's throat!
He had changed his mind; Feng Yueji had embarrassed the Myanmar royal family by defeating the seven Royal Guards. Under no circumstances could she be taken back; she had to be killed with a single sword to wash away the shame!
But unexpectedly, facing his lethal stab, Feng Yueji exerted all her strength to tilt her head, the blade brushing past her earlobe, cutting off a strand of hair but sparing her life!
"Hmm?"
Sai Gang was thoroughly enraged. How could a Late Stage Maestro fail to kill even a Peak Master?
Immediately, he reversed his wrist and slashed horizontally again!
Feng Yueji narrowly dodged for the third time, but the clothes on her shoulder and neck were torn by the sharp Sword Qi, revealing a large area of fair skin.
"Damn it!"
Sai Gang felt utterly humiliated, failing to kill a Chinese woman with three strikes; it was enough to get him nailed to the pillar of shame!
Just as he gnashed his teeth, raising the heavy sword to chop off Feng Yueji's head like an executioner, suddenly a pebble flew over, "bang!" intercepting his descending sword blade.
Sparks flew, the pebble shattered, and Sai Gang staggered back clumsily, his wrist numb, Qi and blood turbulent, his face displaying an expression as if he had seen a ghost!
"What's happening?" Sai Gang couldn't believe someone had blocked his slash with just a pebble, making him feel a chill down his spine, nearly losing control of his bodily functions!
"Master..."
Having narrowly escaped from Sai Gang's sword, Feng Yueji turned back to give Jiang Feng a pale-faced look, filled with remorse.
"You've done very well. With Peak Master level strength, you withstood three moves from a Late Stage Maestro. Reflect deeply on the insights gained between life and death; it'll aid in your breakthrough!"
Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Mm!" Feng Yueji nodded excitedly, realizing that Jiang Feng had long since understood her intentions and had deliberately cooperated with her training.
"Damn it, Jiang Feng of Binhai, my heavy sword is made from deep-cold iron, and you blocked it with a pebble?" Sai Gang glared furiously at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng smirked disdainfully, too lazy to reply.
However, Dan Min behind him discerned the truth.
Jiang Feng not only blocked it?
With the casually flicked pebble, he not only repelled Sai Gang's slash but also left a dent in the otherwise indestructible heavy iron sword!
Such power was truly astonishing!
Dan Min started to believe that Du Sengming's death at Jiang Feng's hands was no accident!
"Go to hell!!"
Infuriated and humiliated, Sai Gang roared, wielding the massive iron sword once more, slashing through the air towards Jiang Feng as if splitting the mountains!
"Swish!"
Jiang Feng casually extended his left hand and caught the blade!
Then, with a "clank," Jiang Feng snapped the thick blade, raised his right hand, caught the falling half of the blade, and with a fierce thrust, pierced Sai Gang's chest, the tip of the sword emerging from his back!
Poor Sai Gang, not yet having completely fallen from the air, watched helplessly as his iron sword, once capable of slicing through metal like mud, was broken by Jiang Feng's bare hands and then used to pierce him, his face filled with disbelief!