Baron Ans glanced at the defiant red-haired youth standing nearby, a look of disdain crossing his face. He had expected someone coming to cause trouble to have three heads and six arms; instead, this youth was utterly unremarkable in appearance, and his cultivation seemed low.
It appeared that without that strange flame, he might already be dead! However, he wasn't as reckless as his guards.
His influence in Gnam Town was known far and wide, and for this youth to dare provoke him, no one would believe he lacked some backing! Still, he was confident that within Gnam Town, no faction dared to stand against him!
With a cold snort, he ignored Chen Feng. Alone, the youth posed no threat.
The immediate priority was making a good impression on the Pterodactyl King hovering in the sky! The Pterodactyl King’s decision was undeniably crucial to him.
With the King's support, overthrowing the current rule would be simple! Standing still, he subtly nodded to the four Battle Masters who launched a sudden attack toward Chen Feng.
Understanding his gaze, the four scattered to seal off every possible escape route for Chen Feng. Seeing that his subordinates understood, Baron Ans shifted his focus to the Pterodactyl King in the air.
As he was no Dragon Speaker, he couldn't communicate with the Pterodactyls directly. Now, all he could do was wait for his subordinate, Wupa, to arrive.
"Father!" A voice rang out. Baron Ans turned to see his son, Jimmy.
"Mm," the Baron responded, pointing at Chen Feng. "This boy keeps claiming he wants to kill you!" "Kill me?" Jimmy looked at the youth standing in the courtyard, a flicker of confusion on his face.
He searched his memories for anyone he might have offended, finally shaking his head. He bowed to his father.
"I don't believe I've ever seen this person!" Baron Ans nodded and said no more. In his eyes, Chen Feng wasn't significant enough to warrant serious concern—just an enraged youth.
Even though he’d killed several guards, once matters with the Pterodactyl King were settled, killing him would be easy. For now, preventing his escape was enough!
Seeing his father’s lack of concern, Jimmy paid it no mind. He retrieved a round object from his robes and bowed, "Father, this is the Fifth-Grade Battle Core I acquired just today!" "A Fifth-Grade Battle Core?" Baron Ans froze for a moment, then an expression of wild ecstasy washed over his face.
Taking the core from Jimmy’s hand, he clapped his son on the shoulder. "Good!
Good! I didn't expect you to achieve such a remarkable feat!
The Pterodactyl King has just arrived, and I was fretting about a suitable gift. You bring this forth.
Indeed, you are my excellent son!" At that moment, Wupa entered the courtyard. He showed a brief flash of confusion at the corpses and the mess, but it vanished instantly.
To survive near Baron Ans, to venture deep into the Frozen Demon Garden to negotiate terms with the Pterodactyl King—one must have an unshakable will. "My Lord!" Wupa bowed low to Baron Ans.
"Mm, Wupa, you’ve arrived at the perfect time. Lord Pterodactyl King is here; I have a Fifth-Grade Battle Core to present to him," Baron Ans announced.
"A Fifth-Grade Battle Core!" Even Wupa, with his composure, couldn't hide his surging joy at the news! The Pterodactyl King was currently at the peak of Fourth-Grade.
A Fifth-Grade Battle Core would be perfect for its transformation techniques. In terms of pure effect, it was even superior to a Sixth-Grade core or higher!
If the Lord had found this earlier, things would have been much simpler! He agreed, clasping his hands together, his back arching slightly.
A faint ripple undulated from his body, drifting upward as if resonating with the air at a specific frequency. It seemed the Dragon Speakers communicated with the Pterodactyls not by mimicking dragon roars, but through a method akin to mental exchange.
Chen Feng stood his ground, realizing as Jimmy produced the Fifth-Grade Battle Core—the one he had given to Judy—that the beautiful girl had likely fallen into Jimmy’s hands as well. He suppressed the rage churning in his chest, preventing the Pterodactyl swarm from immediately attacking!
However, seeing the look of confusion on their faces when they regarded him, he guessed they hadn't recognized him. He spoke, "Is Judy with you?" Hearing the voice, Jimmy suddenly understood, slapping his forehead.
"So it's you! Ah, seeing all those scorched corpses should have been a clue.
Look at my mind; I never suspected that imposing black-robed master from the Foot of the Tower would look like this! Heh, my apologies." Though he spoke of apology, there wasn't a trace of respect in his demeanor!
"Where is she?" Chen Feng asked, forcing down the fury rising within him. No matter what, Judy was in peril because he had given her the Fifth-Grade Battle Core.
Although his cultivation of the Dark Cyclone had made his disposition somewhat cold, the realization that this situation stemmed from him compelled him to intervene. In truth, these things weren't contradictory.
In the KOF sagas, Iori Yagami is known as the embodiment of wild fury and coldness, yet he could still save an unknown little girl. Even the coldest heart has a soft spot; the human heart is ultimately the hardest thing to gauge by simple logic.
"Where is she? Heh, she's in my room, of course!
Such a beautiful woman—do you think I'd let her go?" Jimmy spoke slowly, believing the red-haired youth was simply lusting after Judy’s beauty, which is why he’d given away the core in the first place. He said this purely to further enrage the opponent and derive greater pleasure from it.
"Release her! I will only kill you; refuse, and everyone in the City Lord’s Estate will be buried with you!" Chen Feng’s voice was icy.
"Haha… are you joking?" Jimmy exclaimed with exaggerated laughter. The few others around also burst into laughter.
They were well aware of the strength of the City Lord's Estate. Furthermore, the Pterodactyl flocks cooperating with the Lord were currently overhead.
Not just this single red-haired youth, but a hundred more like him couldn't possibly escape this place. To utter such words was laughable!
This burst of laughter slightly dissipated the intense pressure exerted by the Pterodactyl swarm. Seeing their reaction, Chen Feng knew further engagement was pointless.
A wave of intense killing intent surged through him. He extended his right hand, and a cerulean flame materialized in his palm.
With a flick of his waist, he sent it skimming across the ground with a sizzling sound, the flame shooting directly toward Jimmy! Hundred-Eight Styles: Dark Hook Hand!
The primary advantage of the Dark Hook Hand lies in its ranged capability. When engaging an enemy, one can control the speed of the attack (in the game, +A flame rolls slowly on the ground, while +C flame rolls very fast), allowing for versatile combat techniques.
Sometimes, a few slow flames followed by a fast one can catch an opponent completely off guard. The Dark Hook Hand just unleashed was the fast variant.
Though Jimmy had decent talent, he was no match for Chen Feng one-on-one. Seeing the fierce approach of the flame, he couldn't evade quickly enough, panic flashing across his face.
Just then, a sharp whistling sound pierced his ears, and a surge of profound Dou Qi shot toward the flame. With a soft "pop," the two collided and vanished into nothingness!
Chen Feng's perpetually successful flame had been dispersed by Dou Qi for the first time in reality! What powerful Dou Qi!
No wonder Baron Ans was as steady as a mountain; his own cultivation must have already reached the level of a Third-Grade Battle Master! "Insolent!" Baron Ans's face contorted with rage.
"You are young, yet so venomous! I haven't even settled accounts over you killing my guards, and now you openly threaten my son and strike first!
If I let you go today, won't I become a laughingstock?" Baron Ans delivered his words with righteous indignation, all while glancing toward the Pterodactyl King in the sky. Clearly, he had long wished to eliminate this red-haired youth but feared that giant overhead might form a negative opinion of him.
To let the painstakingly cultivated rapport vanish like that would be too great a loss! Seeing that the Pterodactyl King remained motionless, he glanced at Wupa again, only to find him sweating profusely, trembling all over.
As he wondered why, a sound like a surging tide of breaking air—a wave of Dou Qi—came from behind him. It was his Anle Legion, 500 strong, arrayed in a 20x2 formation, resembling cold, sharp javelins, exuding a chilling killing intent.
If the courtyard weren't so vast, these numbers alone would have struggled to fit. Any transaction based on self-interest must be built upon an equal footing of strength.
To earn the Pterodactyl King's respect and cooperation, while maintaining polite deference, he also needed to display his own power! Only when the other party acknowledges your strength will they engage with you seriously!
Baron Ans understood this principle perfectly, which is why he had summoned the Anle Legion as soon as he stepped out! "This red-haired youth arrived at the perfect moment!
I didn't know how to properly showcase my might to the Pterodactyl King. If I had rashly brought out the Anle Legion, it might have backfired, annoying the King.
But now, with this red-haired youth causing trouble and uttering such arrogant threats, I can openly order his execution, displaying strength without appearing to show off to the Pterodactyl King. It’s killing two birds with one stone!" With this thought, Baron Ans smiled!
"Anle Legion, receive your orders!" Baron Ans's voice boomed! "The entire Anle Legion accepts the order!" The unified shout of 500 men was shocking, their imposing aura in no way inferior to the Pterodactyls' dragon roars from moments before.
"Capture this insolent red-haired youth. Once his identity is confirmed, eradicate his backing faction root and branch!" Baron Ans commanded coldly.
"Yes! My Lord!" The 500 men roared in unison.
Simply killing one youth using the entire Anle Legion would invite ridicule. The crucial task was confirming the youth's affiliation and eradicating his power base.
This thought prompted the Pterodactyl King, soaring overhead, to tremble. "Roar…" It suddenly let out a thunderous bellow, its powerful sound waves echoing through the courtyard.
Those with lower cultivation felt dizzy, on the verge of vomiting. A dragon's roar is always a deadly maneuver!
Hearing this roar, Wupa seemed to grasp the horror of the situation. His legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide.
He pointed a trembling finger at Chen Feng just ahead, too overcome with terror to speak! After roaring, the Pterodactyl King slowly descended, addressing Chen Feng in the common tongue with a loud voice.
"Lord True Dragon, ascend to my back! Leave these lowly humans to me!" This proclamation was clear and loud; everyone on the ground heard it distinctly!
"What… True Dragon… Lord!" The might of the Dragon race was known throughout the world, but they were also mysterious and rarely seen. To hear the Pterodactyl King exclaim "Lord True Dragon" meant this red-haired youth was a member of the Dragon race!
If anyone else had shouted this, they would have been mocked, but coming from the Lord Pterodactyl King, it could not be false! The youth they had just intended to kill was actually a True Dragon of the Dragon race?
Everyone present was frozen in place! This news was utterly staggering!
Chen Feng nodded. A blast of air surged beneath his feet.
He bent his knees and sprang upward, rising six or seven meters into the air, landing perfectly on the Pterodactyl King's broad back. Baron Ans’s face shifted colors like a chameleon—five or six different shades in an instant.
My God, what had he just done? The Dragon race was capable of annihilating an entire empire with just a few members, and he had just ordered his subordinates to kill one!
Cold sweat drenched his clothes, running down his spine! He abruptly spun around and delivered a sharp slap to Jimmy's face, sending him sprawling to the ground!
"You damned beast, who else could you provoke but Lord True Dragon! What use is a rebellious son like you!" Baron Ans roared.
This move—sacrificing the pawn to save the king—was executed masterfully. In this dire situation, Baron Ans still managed to devise a method to quell Chen Feng’s wrath.
His meticulous calculation was terrifying. Imagine thousands of Pterodactyls filling the sky, and having offended a True Dragon.
Under such immense pressure, he still thought of absolving himself of blame—Baron Ans was certainly a talent. However, abandoning his son for his own sake only fueled Chen Feng's anger further, as it reminded him of Chigou.Kaint, a man once called his father!
It was that very man who had caused him such humiliation! Taking a deep breath to calm the frantic emotions in his chest, Chen Feng looked coldly at the assembled group, pointed at the ground, his lips moving, and spat out a single, chilling command.
"Kill! Leave not one!" ps: So frustrating!
I was typing last night and actually fell asleep in the internet café… Ugh! I woke up at 3:10 AM only to find that the 1500 words I’d written had vanished due to the computer randomly restarting… Why am I so unlucky?
Not only is my own computer broken, but I lost my work while typing at the café—I’m going crazy! I quickly washed my face and, not daring to pause, sped up my typing.
I only managed to get this much done by 7 AM! Dizzying.
I’m heading back to the company for lunch, then work for the day! Whew, I’m exhausted!
Also, my computer is a Lenovo Zhaoyang E255, a 2003 model, and the CPU fan is broken. Can anyone who knows computers help Old Ya find one?
Contact my deputy moderator zhoubo751 in the main KOF group to reach me, or add my QQ directly! I’m in Qinghai, and I can’t find that part anywhere here.
It’s depressing. If I order it, it’ll take a month, and Old Ya doesn't have that much time!
Typing constantly in the internet café will kill me! Finally, after writing all night, I uploaded it immediately; there was no time for proofreading.
If there are too many typos, please forgive me! (To be continued.
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