Top-class Bodyguard

The Lone Wolf was startled, and just as he was about to react, he received a sudden palm strike to his chest.

The Lone Wolf grunted, while the Purple Thorn relentlessly attacked, forcing the Lone Wolf to stagger backward.

"Your strength has improved, but you're still far beneath me." The Purple Thorn sneered.

The Lone Wolf's eyes turned cold, and he charged at the Purple Thorn again.

But after a brief exchange, the Lone Wolf realized he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, and his internal Qi Force was also lacking.

With another hit, the Lone Wolf was sent flying.

He somersaulted in mid-air and landed on the ground, looking at the Purple Thorn.

"I don't have time to play with you." The Purple Thorn pulled at his waist, and in an instant, the whip held together was in his hand.

With a light flick, a crisp sound rang through the air.

Then, the Purple Thorn made a bold move, and the whip flew towards the Lone Wolf like a serpent!

With a kick, the Lone Wolf caught a knife in his hand and swung it at the whip, but to his surprise, the whip's material was exceptionally special, and instead of cutting it, it wrapped around the blade.

The Purple Thorn gave it a tug, and the knife was pulled out of the Lone Wolf's grasp, followed by another strike from the whip!

Crack!

A sharp sound echoed, and a bloody mark appeared on the Lone Wolf's body!

The Lone Wolf dodged aside, but the Purple Thorn's hands moved quickly, and the whip relentlessly pursued the Lone Wolf.

The Lone Wolf tried to grab the whip, but the Purple Thorn's whip skill was indeed formidable, always striking him.

Another strike landed, and the Lone Wolf was sent flying again, tumbling in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

Throughout the scene, the Lone Wolf's men were also at a disadvantage, as both sides were not on the same level overall.

The Lone Wolf himself was in a precarious situation, even though he had improved rapidly in recent days, he still wasn't a match for the Purple Thorn, whose strength was inherently stronger, and whose experience in battle was richer and was notoriously difficult to deal with in the Mercenary Realm.

Yet another whip strike landed, and the Lone Wolf, just rising to his feet, was knocked down again.

"Have you only learned these things while by the side of the Mercenary King?"

The Purple Thorn's words were utterly indifferent, while the Lone Wolf's face was grim, yet there wasn't a trace of giving up in his mind.

Now, his clothes were shredded by the Purple Thorn, his internal Qi Force depleted, and he had virtually no strength to fight back.

The Purple Thorn showed no mercy, the whip entangled the Lone Wolf, swung him around, and flung him back mid-air, while another palm from the Purple Thorn followed.

By this point, it was essentially the Purple Thorn suppressing the Lone Wolf, and it was already at the brink of danger.

The Lone Wolf groaned, collapsing back onto the ground.

"I let you go last time, but this time, I don't have that luxury." The Purple Thorn looked indifferently at the Lone Wolf on the ground, holding the whip.

The Lone Wolf's face was grim, he tried to muster his strength, but he felt as limp as jelly.

The surrounding subordinates of both sides were in a chaotic battle, the Lone Wolf's side still holding on, but wouldn't be able to for much longer.

But for the Lone Wolf and Purple Thorn, the cries and sounds of battle around seemed to be from another battlefield, each only had eyes for the other.

"Are you ready to offer your neck for slaughter?"

The Purple Thorn's face showed a cruel intent, "Killing the Mercenary King's dog truly delights me!"

There was a gnashing of teeth in her words, she hadn't forgotten it was Ren Feng who gave her this face.

With a flick of the right hand, the whip fiercely flew toward the Lone Wolf's neck lying on the ground!

As long as the whip wrapped around the Lone Wolf's neck, the Purple Thorn would twist it off!

But at this moment, a cold snort came: "You think you can kill my people as you please?"

The light words brimming with an undeniable dominance.

As the words rang out, a powerful blast of True Qi was already striking towards the Purple Thorn, arriving almost simultaneously with Ren Feng's words!

The Purple Thorn abruptly raised his head, the expression beneath the mask changed, he struck out a palm, clashing with Ren Feng's True Qi.

But it was useless, under the True Qi, the entire person of the Purple Thorn couldn't resist and was sent flying backward, the whip in hand recoiling.

Landing back on the ground, the Purple Thorn looked towards the doorway.

There, stood Ren Feng, calm and composed.

He seemed to exert no pressure, but upon closer inspection, his momentum was like a towering mountain, giving an illusion of awe!

The Purple Thorn's pupils constricted, his strength has grown once again!

Just a single palm from a distance sent me flying, this kind of power wouldn't have been so easy for the former Mercenary King!

How could it be, in such a short time, his strength has increased again?

The Purple Thorn was somewhat shocked, she felt that there might be some unforeseen event in this plan.

But no matter what, the situation was already like this, the plan could only continue.

The Lone Wolf relaxed upon seeing Ren Feng arrive.

Ren Feng slowly walked towards the Purple Thorn, looking at her calmly, yet his momentum became increasingly intimidating, forcing the Purple Thorn into a defensive stance.

"Purple Thorn, I thought you would always hide away, didn't expect you to appear voluntarily." Ren Feng's tone was calm, but it sent chills down one's spine.

"Just in time, we ought to settle old scores."

Ren Feng stopped, and as his words fell, his entire momentum pressed down on the Purple Thorn!

Ren Feng's aura had changed, from the towering mountains and peaks, it turned into a vast ocean, causing everyone in the room to feel a great pressure!

Momentum isn't just an abstract term; different people have different momentum. Especially those who have been in high positions for a long time, their words naturally carry a weight; in ancient times, a scholar's voice could frighten ghosts and gods, modern assassins gave a chilling feeling, all of which represent momentum.

While momentum cannot kill, it can severely influence one's perception and judgment, causing a sensation of mental collapse, thus psychologically defeating the enemy.

At this moment, everyone in the room felt Ren Feng's momentum, as if they were submerged under an endless, overwhelming ocean.

The Purple Thorn took the lead, and at this moment, she even felt a sense of powerlessness.

Watching Ren Feng approach, the Purple Thorn bit the tip of her tongue to clear her mind, flicked her right hand, and attacked Ren Feng.

But Ren Feng merely flickered his body, appearing in front of the Purple Thorn, then a palm strike, causing the Purple Thorn to freeze and then fly straight out.

Crash!

The Purple Thorn smashed through the window, landing on the ground outside.

Such is the terror of a single palm's power!