Chapter 460: Chapter 457: Terrifying Damage

Fang Jie was so furious he was speechless. Feng Hao was clearly looking down on him. He was known for dual-wielding, yet he insisted on fighting with a single weapon. What was that if not contempt?

"Fine. Very fine!" Fang Jie said through clenched teeth. "You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

With that, his figure flickered, and he took the initiative to attack Feng Hao.

Empowered by his Body Technique, Fang Jie’s speed was incredible. It was difficult to follow his figure with the naked eye; even the dynamic visual assistance of the Crystal Eye struggled to keep up.

Therefore, Feng Hao immediately released his Divine Sense, which was the only way he could track Fang Jie’s movements.

SWOOSH!

A flash of gold and a cold glint streaked through the air. The Divine Spirit Dagger carved two elegant arcs of energy as it aimed straight for Feng Hao’s ribs.

"Tsk, tsk. Quite the improvement!" Feng Hao remarked, slightly surprised. A playful smirk touched the corner of his mouth.

His feet tapped out a rhythmic beat, like music. He activated Shadow Strike, and his entire body instantly blurred into an afterimage, tracing a winding arc to evade Fang Jie’s attack and circle around to his flank.

The moment he launched a backhanded strike, his pupils burned black like fire. In the next instant, large patches of red light appeared all over Fang Jie’s body in Feng Hao’s vision, completely exposing all of his weak points.

He unleashed Dark Moon Massacre. The attack surged with power, precisely targeting the most concentrated area of red in his vision.

But Fang Jie was no pushover. He reacted instantly, relying on the superior speed of his Body Technique to narrowly dodge the Dark Moon Massacre. He then quickly created distance and pulled out a bow to start firing shots.

THWIP! THWIP! THWIP!

The arrows tore through the air, flying toward Feng Hao with absolute speed.

Feng Hao easily dodged a few arrows, then flicked his wrist to unleash a dark green chain that snaked whistling toward Fang Jie.

"A new Secret Technique?" Fang Jie’s expression changed in alarm. He instinctively stopped shooting to dodge.

Unfortunately, Feng Hao had already used the opportunity to close in. Using the two high-speed movements of Shadow Strike and Rapid Shadow Slash, he rapidly shortened the distance. At the same time, the Poisonous Chain had already locked Fang Jie down.

"Crossing the Great River—!"

Following Feng Hao’s explosive shout, he thrust his left palm forward. A dark golden dragon’s shadow roared out—it was the sixth form of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Crossing the Great River.

For the past three months, Feng Hao had never stopped training in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and had gradually figured out the sixth form.

The energy of Crossing the Great River was like a dragon, with the unstoppable momentum of a cascading waterfall.

Fang Jie had expected Feng Hao to attack with his dagger. He never imagined it would be a martial arts palm technique, and he was caught completely off guard.

BANG!

The palm wind, roaring like a dragon, swept past. Fang Jie let out a muffled grunt and was instantly knocked back several steps, his body swaying unsteadily.

Before he could recover from his shock, Feng Hao pressed his advantage. The Poisonous Chain rapidly tightened as the Su Mu Dagger slashed at an angle, its black energy piercing through Fang Jie’s armor like a cold glint of light.

Immediately after, under the horrified gazes of countless onlookers, five terrifying damage numbers appeared above Fang Jie’s head.

"57601"

"43205"

"35187"

"21040"

"10691"

A single Dark Moon Massacre had instantly depleted all of Fang Jie’s Qi Blood, with plenty of damage to spare.

At that moment, all of Thief God Peak fell silent. Everyone stared at the scene in disbelief, unable to trust their own eyes.

"Gods, what did I just see? Even if he pierced the armor, it shouldn’t be like this, right?"

"It’s not as simple as just piercing armor. Look closely. That last strike landed right on a weak point," a middle-aged veteran thief in the crowd said, swallowing unconsciously.

"But that damage is just absurd, isn’t it?" someone else still couldn’t believe it.

...

It wasn’t just the audience below the stage; the spectator stands were also deathly silent. After a long moment, a series of sharp intakes of breath could be heard.

It couldn’t be helped. The scene was simply too shocking!

"Hahaha! What do you think, Tang Wuming? I told you that kid Fang Jie was no good, didn’t I?" Lei Yun roared with laughter, looking utterly delighted.

Beside him, Tang Wuming, the Palace Master of the Northern Branch Hall, had a face ashen with fury. Although he hadn’t held much hope for Fang Jie to begin with, he never expected the loss to be so humiliating.

’What kind of monster is this kid?’ Tang Wuming couldn’t compose himself for a long time.

Lei Yun straightened his back and said smugly, "Our Feng Hao was chosen by the Thief Master himself, after all. You should just accept reality!"

"Stop gloating. I know damn well this has nothing to do with the Thief Master’s favor," Tang Wuming swore through clenched teeth.

Lei Yun curled his lip, unconcerned. "Who cares if it does or not? In any case, he’s a member of our Wolf Country Branch Hall."

"Shameless!" Tang Wuming snapped coldly.

"Tch. You don’t even have the chance to be shameless. I’d say you’re just jealous. Blatantly jealous!" Lei Yun said with a punchable expression on his face.

"..." Tang Wuming was so angry he ground his teeth, rendered speechless once again.

In the waiting area on the other side, the expressions on the faces of Diaron, Chen Yanlin, and Wu Qing were heavier than ever. Although they had received some intel before the match, Feng Hao’s strength still exceeded their imagination.

"With that kind of damage... do we even stand a chance?" Chen Yanlin asked, his throat dry as he looked at Wu Qing.

A grave look appeared on Wu Qing’s pale face. He said thoughtfully, "A chance is something you have to fight for!"

Across from them, in the other waiting area, Ming Xin Yan’s beautiful eyes were wide, fixed on Feng Hao on the stage. It took her a long moment to come back to her senses, a look of stunned disbelief and a wry smile spreading across her pretty face.

’This guy... he’s just...’

She had thought that with her Divine Soul Spiritual Artifact, she could compete with Feng Hao. But now, it seemed the gap between them hadn’t closed at all; instead, it had grown even wider.

Especially the two new Secret Techniques Feng Hao had just displayed—each one made her scalp tingle with dread.

Meanwhile, in the spectator stands, the Thief Master and the group with Lin Luo were also somewhat surprised. They had seen the Poisonous Chain back in Five States City, so that wasn’t a shock. What truly amazed them was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"Holy crap, since when did Fifth Brother switch to practicing martial arts techniques?" Wang Tongqian asked, stunned.

Kang Shuai chimed in, equally shocked, "That palm technique is incredibly fierce and powerful. It’s definitely something special!"

Even the Thief Master at their side couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, his gaze profound as he watched Feng Hao on the stage.

"Xiaowu, this little disciple of yours is quite something!" the two Honored Elders said, turning to the Thief Master at once.

The Thief Master gave a faint smile, but his tone was grave. "Elder Jiang, Elder Yin, rest assured. I know what to do."

Hearing this, the two Honored Elders exchanged a smile and said no more.

Back on the battle stage, Fang Jie’s face was ashen. He knew very well that if Feng Hao hadn’t held back a portion of his hidden power at the last moment, he would probably be dead right now.

"I never thought you’d become this strong," Fang Jie said with a bitter shake of his head and a long sigh. "This time, I am utterly and completely defeated."

"Hehe, you’ve made great progress too, Brother Zei. I just got a bit lucky," Feng Hao said with a slight smile, offering a few polite words.

Fang Jie swallowed a few Blood Recovery Pills, then gave Feng Hao a long, meaningful look. "With your current strength, you’re more than capable of competing with Wu Qing and his group. Good luck."

With that, he regretfully stepped down from the battle stage.

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