Super Soldier in Campus

A stern man stepped out of the SUV's driver seat. He was in his late twenties, his facial features sharp and chiseled, as if carved by a knife. A three-centimeter scar ran across his right cheek, giving him a cold, cunning, and seasoned look. He was none other than Brutal Knife, Mr. Qi of the Violent Seven Sons.

Brutal Knife looked warily at Lin Feng, who was dozens of meters away. Gripping a dark-red dagger, he cautiously approached Ning Aoxue in the back seat of the car. He had witnessed what happened to Leng Yan. With his own severe injuries yet to heal, he knew he couldn't dodge Lin Feng's attack and had to be extremely careful.

Seeing Brutal Knife get out of the car, Mu Tianluo's confidence surged. With a sharp cry, she brandished her weapon and feigned a rush towards Lin Feng.

As she charged forward, Mu Tianluo unleashed three slim-handled Flying Knives from her Left Hand, sending them towards Lin Feng. Following the Flying Knives, her dagger sliced through the air along an incredibly bizarre trajectory, reaching Lin Feng in an instant.

Mu Tianluo was very confident in her attack. Lin Feng had Su Zi on his back and was worried about Ning Aoxue's life. Combined with the surprise attack of the Flying Knives, she was certain Lin Feng couldn't dodge the ethereal strike of her dagger. However, Mu Tianluo never imagined that Lin Feng had no intention of dodging. Instead, he met her attack head-on at extreme speed.

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! The three high-speed Flying Knives seemed to hit an invisible barrier in the air and were deflected when they were still half a meter from Lin Feng.

BANG!

Lin Feng's right fist also shot out, arriving later but striking first, accurately hitting Mu Tianluo's right wrist that held the dagger.

If Mu Tianluo's ethereal strike was an unpredictable viper, then Lin Feng's punch was like a seasoned hunter precisely clamping down on the viper's throat... or rather, directly crushing the viper's throat.

CRACK!

The grating sound of bone fracturing echoed again. The moment Lin Feng's fist struck Mu Tianluo, her right wrist snapped like a sugarcane stalk. Though flesh still connected it, the bone was completely shattered.

The amount of Inner Strength at the third level of cultivation is at least three times that of the second level. And Lin Feng was an anomaly; after his cultivation of the Supreme Medical Scripture, his Inner Strength had at least doubled in potency.

Lin Feng was now at the third level of cultivation. The amount of Inner Strength he could command was at least six times greater than Mu Tianluo's. With that single punch, his terrifying Inner Strength, like a high-pressure air cannon, instantly shattered Mu Tianluo's wrist! Utterly terrifying!

Few experts could unleash such terrifying power and devastating destructive force with a single punch!

Mu Tianluo could never have imagined Lin Feng's strength was actually this profound.

THUD! Lin Feng followed with a swift kick, mercilessly sending Mu Tianluo's graceful body flying. She slammed into a large tree with a heavy BANG and fainted without even uttering a cry.

Lin Feng smoothly caught the dark-red dagger that slipped from Mu Tianluo's hand in mid-air. Without aiming, as if casually, he flicked his wrist. SWISH! The dagger pierced the shoulder of Brutal Knife, who stood dumbfounded dozens of meters away, "nailing" him to the SUV!

"HISS... AARGH..." Brutal Knife, shoulder pinned, tried to struggle free, but the dagger was deeply embedded in the SUV's chassis. The sharp blade cutting into his flesh caused him extreme agony, and he could only let out waves of weak, miserable howls.

"White Wolf King, spare me! I didn't do anything this time; I was just driving..." Brutal Knife pleaded, his voice filled with panic as Lin Feng silently approached. The terror was beyond words. He was terrified Lin Feng would kill him on a whim, so he instinctively begged for mercy.

If this were the Middle East, Lin Feng would have eliminated all three without hesitation. But this was China, and they were on the grounds of Jiangzhou University. Discovering three corpses would undoubtedly cause a massive commotion.

This Lin Feng was, after all, not the Lin Feng of old. Killing these three would lead to too many subsequent troubles. In the end, Lin Feng suppressed his killing intent.

"I'll spare you this time," Lin Feng said coolly, staring at Brutal Knife with an impassive face. "Next time I see you, I still won't kill you. I'll just chop off all five of your limbs and let you fend for yourself..." Su Zi, on his back, had long been too terrified by Brutal Knife's gory, mangled appearance to open her eyes.

You might as well just kill me... Brutal Knife trembled all over, terrified by Lin Feng's cruel threat. He knew Lin Feng wasn't bluffing at a time like this; if he said he'd chop off five limbs, he absolutely wouldn't leave a single one. Just imagining such a fate—a life worse than death—made Brutal Knife's blood run cold with fear.

"You're the only one still conscious. So, talk. Who exactly commissioned you?" Seeing that Ning Aoxue wasn't seriously harmed, Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he stared intently at Brutal Knife and asked gravely.

Hearing Lin Feng's question, Brutal Knife's heart suddenly pounded. He trembled violently and stammered, "White Wolf King, our profession has its rules. I can't break my promise..."

"Afraid of breaking the rules and being hunted by the Assassin Alliance?" Lin Feng casually snatched the dagger from Brutal Knife's hand and pressed it lightly against his throat. "In your current state, do you even have the capital to keep your promise? Speak, and you might live, for now. Don't speak, and I'll make a small incision on your carotid artery. Choose."

"D-didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?" Brutal Knife asked, on the verge of tears. If his carotid artery was really slit, how would that be any different from death?

"I'm not killing you; the dagger is..." Lin Feng explained with a straight face. "If you really think I'm being unreasonable, I can get someone else to do it for me. Anyway, you need to understand, it's really not me who wants to kill you..."

Damn it! Could you be any more unreasonable! Brutal Knife knew Lin Feng had no intention of reasoning with him. He was extremely tense, terrified that Lin Feng might kill him casually.

Lin Feng's patience was thin. Brutal Knife hesitated for less than two seconds before Lin Feng's blade broke the skin on his neck. Blood began to trickle down the edge of the dagger.

"Don't! Don't! Don't cut my throat! I'll talk! I'll talk..." Feeling the sting on his neck, Brutal Knife hastily cried out, ready to confess.

"Truly one who won't shed tears until the coffin is before you! You have ten seconds. If you don't finish by then, I'll castrate you first," Lin Feng said, shaking his head and lightly patting Brutal Knife's cheek with the dagger.

"All I know is that the commission was issued by the Long Family of the Qinglong Group through an internal contact. Only the Boss knows who the specific client is; I'm not clear on the details..." Brutal Knife confessed, spilling everything he knew within ten seconds as expected.

The moment Lin Feng heard the words "Qinglong Group," he almost instantly understood the cause and course of events.

Ostensibly, the Qinglong Group, much like the Ning, was one of the top ten real estate magnates in China. But behind it loomed the deep shadow of the Qing Gang, also known as the Qingzi Sect.

The Qinglong Group was also a strong contender for the current Qing Shui Bay project. Given its illicit background, it was hardly surprising for them to spend money hiring assassins to eliminate or intimidate other competitors.

Having gotten the information he wanted, Lin Feng tossed aside the dagger. He picked up his phone from the ground—surprisingly, it was completely undamaged—then lifted Ning Aoxue out of the car. Paying no mind to the fate of the Violent Group members, he strode away.