Natasha opened the door to a scene that shocked her! The slender hand of the robed figure held a cluster of azure flame, burning quietly in the air without a sound.
Yet, anyone who saw it would feel an intense dread. This flame, like a phantom, seemed to possess a peculiar magic, instilling a profound sense of helplessness from the depths of one’s heart!
Though Natasha was not a Fighter, the innate ** of a Dragon Speaker told her this fire was absolutely not formed by the external release of Fire Attribute Dou Qi. Dou Qi projection only produced ordinary flames, similar to the Fire Sea technique formed by magic, incapable of radiating such eerie deterrence!
Just who was this black-robed person? Wasn't he just a Third-Tier Fighter?
Earlier downstairs, despite the thick robes, she had discerned the man's cultivation and age using her unique methods! Having spent so much time in the 'Foot' Item Trading Center, how could she manage a storefront here if she couldn't immediately perceive someone's age and needs?
A Third-Tier Fighter under the age of eighteen might not rank in the top hundred in the Imperial Capital, but in this small town, he was undoubtedly a genius! However, this black-robed man's power seemed disproportionate to what she perceived; that chilling aura and soul-shaking, debilitating killing intent—was it truly emitted by a mere Third-Tier Fighter?
Natasha refused to believe it. Forget a Third-Tier Fighter; she guaranteed that even a Fifth-Tier Fighter would retreat three leagues upon encountering such killing intent!
It was because of these thoughts that she hesitated, ultimately relaying the information to Verner, hoping for his judgment! Unexpectedly, upon hearing her analysis, Verner became instantly intrigued and demanded the man be brought to him!
………… "Your hand!" Natasha said calmly. "My hand?" Chen Feng paused.
"Yes, your fingers are long and slender, your skin slightly pale. I knew at a glance that you couldn't possibly be over eighteen.
If that point wasn't confirmation enough, your voice betrayed you again; a single sentence spoken to me confirmed you wouldn't exceed eighteen!" Natasha stated. Chen Feng hadn't expected her to deduce his age so simply.
It seemed his disguises weren't very effective, causing a flicker of frustration. However, that feeling vanished instantly, and he returned to his usual indifferent demeanor.
"I am indeed under eighteen!" Chen Feng replied, "Tell me why you want me to participate in the Wyvern Selection Trials? While I am under eighteen, there are seemingly quite a few Third-Tier Fighters in the eighteen-year-old bracket!" "There are indeed many Third-Tier Fighters under eighteen, but I guarantee that one with your composure and dense killing aura cannot be found across the entire Luochi Empire!" Verner asserted confidently.
Chen Feng was surprised by the old man's high appraisal after seeing him only once, finding it odd. "You've misjudged," Chen Feng said.
Realizing the situation and feeling no need to linger here, he turned toward the exit: "Don't try to send anyone to follow me, or I will show you what consequences entail!" If this were in a forest or elsewhere, Chen Feng would have killed them without hesitation, as these two individuals made him feel threatened! However, killing someone in town required more consideration.
Anyone who could secure a room like this in such a massive Item Trading Ground must possess considerable status and identity; killing them would invite unnecessary trouble. Furthermore, they seemed to hold no malice toward him.
His earlier display of power could have easily prompted them to summon the trade enforcement team to arrest him! Yet, they hadn't.
Thus, after some thought, Chen Feng decided to leave! "Ba Shen..." Verner called out anxiously!
"Hmm?" Chen Feng turned back. Verner urged, "Wait...
don't go! Listen to me..." "I will not participate in any Wyvern Selection Trials!" Chen Feng knew their goal and refused directly.
"Sigh..." Verner’s face showed deep dejection upon hearing this. He sighed heavily, "It seems there's truly no hope this time!
Is the Wyvern Knights Order really going to vanish entirely from the Empire?" "The Wyvern Knights Order disappearing?" Chen Feng paused, his interest piqued by the statement. "What is going on here?" Verner's face was etched with exhaustion.
"Alas, it's no harm telling you. You know the fame of the Luochi Empire's Wyvern Knights Order, but who knows that it's now just an empty shell!" An empty shell?
Chen Feng was unconvinced. He had crossed swords with those Dragon Riders before, and every encounter pushed him to the brink of life and death!
If it weren't for the innate Fiery Dragon bloodline within him projecting Dragon Might to suppress their Wyverns, not only would he have slaughtered two detachments, but any single Dragon Rider paired with a Wyvern could have ensured his utter demise! Dragon Riders cultivating Dou Qi, perfectly coordinated with the magic-attacking abilities of their Wyverns, were an undeniable force that could not be underestimated.
Yet, Verner claimed they were an empty shell! How could he believe it!
Verner seemed to sense Chen Feng's disbelief and stated, "The Wyvern Knights Order officially claims a roster of fifty detachments, a complement of one thousand personnel. But in reality, where can we find so many Wyverns!
The Luochi Empire does indeed possess over a thousand Dragon Riders, but only three hundred actually have Wyverns!" "Three hundred?" Chen Feng’s expression immediately turned strange. If the Luochi Empire only had three hundred true Dragon Riders, then nearly an eighth of their force had been wiped out by his hand!
The detachment led by Spencer, combined with those killed in the Nine Serene Canyon, totaled nearly forty individuals. He had subdued the Wyverns of Spencer's group, and while he hadn't seen the others riding Wyverns, entering the Nine Serene Canyon would have been utterly impossible without Wyvern assistance!
To have single-handedly slain one-eighth of the renowned Wyvern Knights Order of the Luochi Empire with just one person and his magical pets, even Chen Feng, usually indifferent to such matters, felt a surge of pride. Verner, hearing the change in Chen Feng’s tone and suspecting disbelief, continued, "Actually, ten years ago, the Wyvern Knights Order lived up to its name.
Who knew that ten years ago, the patriarch of the Wyvern clan changed its decree, demanding that respect from the Wyverns could only be earned through the Wyvern Selection Trials!" "The requirements for the Wyvern Selection Trials are incredibly harsh. Despite the Luochi Empire producing talent generation after generation, in ten years, only about 300 Dragon Riders have truly gained the Wyverns' acknowledgment!" "Because the Trials are so severe, every Wyvern Knight in the Empire is an elite among the elite!
Who would have guessed that these elites were inexplicably reduced by two detachments just over a month ago!" Over a month ago, two detachments—weren't those the two groups of Dragon Riders he had killed? Chen Feng started internally.
"If it were just the loss of Dragon Riders, so be it, but the Wyverns they rode also vanished without a trace at the same time! Alas!
Somehow, this news reached the ears of the Wyvern patriarch, and in his rage, he threatened to reclaim all the Wyverns!" "This caused His Majesty Suomen to truly panic. Losing the Wyverns is tantamount to losing the Wyvern Knights Order!
Without the Wyvern Knights Order, the Luochi Empire would surely sink to become the weakest of the Four Great Empires! With no choice, His Majesty Suomen sought out us Dragon Speakers, hoping we could enter the Wyvern tribe and negotiate with their patriarch!
To make him change his mind!"