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Lin Feng stopped behind a huge stalagmite and peeked out to look ahead.

Ahead lay a vast cavern.

In the center of the cave, a boy dressed in a white training uniform is wielding a silver longsword and fighting against an E-rank beast called "Phantom Fox".

The boy looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and an otherworldly demeanor, but his cultivation level was indeed at the peak of the Martial Disciple realm.

But his fighting style opened Lin Feng's eyes.

Unlike ordinary martial artists, he did not rely on brute force to fight the strange beasts.

Every step he took, every sword strike he made, was exquisitely precise.

The Phantom Fox is known for its speed and illusions, leaving afterimages in the cave, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But the boy always seemed to be able to anticipate the fox demon's attack route.

His swordsmanship was light and graceful, with an indescribable charm.

"genius?"

The word popped into Lin Feng's mind.

To be able to hold off a peak E-rank beast for so long at the Martial Apprentice level using only skill is beyond the explanation of common sense.

This boy's fighting talent was absolutely the best he had ever seen.

but.

Lin Feng's gaze fell on the phantom fox demon.

The fox demon had several sword wounds on its body. Although none of them were deep, the blood was flowing non-stop and its breathing was becoming erratic.

It looks like it's about to give up.

The young man in white, though sweating, was breathing steadily, clearly still had energy to spare.

If he keeps fighting, this fox demon will be worn down to death in three minutes at most.

Why wouldn't you eat the fatty meat that's already in your mouth?

Lin Feng licked his lips.

Whether you're a genius or not, once you're on my turf, you have to follow my rules.

grab!

Just as the white-robed youth forced the fox demon back with his sword and was about to launch a fatal blow...

Lin Feng made a move.

He unleashed the full power of the "Stealth Step," leaving a faint afterimage in place before his true form appeared like a ghost beside the Phantom Fox.

The mountain-splitting sword is drawn!

There were no unnecessary movements; it was just a simple horizontal slash.

puff!

The phantom fox, which was still baring its teeth, suddenly froze.

A line of blood appeared from its neck.

The next second, the fox's head shot skyward.

The headless corpse swayed, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then remained still.

[Defeat E-rank Beast: Phantom Fox x1, gain 50 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 133/500]

The white-clad youth remained frozen in his sword-drawing stance.

His handsome face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

He had worked hard for more than ten minutes and was about to capture his prey, only to have it stolen away like that.

He didn't even see how the other person appeared.

Lin Feng didn't care what his expression was like.

He walked to the fox demon's corpse, skillfully cut open its abdomen to remove the core, then stuffed the demon core into his pocket and turned to leave.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, clearly indicating that the perpetrator was a repeat offender.

"stop!"

The boy in white finally realized what was happening and shouted in surprise and anger.

His voice was clear, but it carried a hint of barely concealed anger.

Lin Feng stopped and glanced back at him; his face beneath the cloak was expressionless.

"What's up?"

"You..." The white-robed youth was so angry at his matter-of-fact attitude that he almost couldn't speak. "Why did you steal my beast?"

"Yours?" Lin Feng tilted his head. "Your name is engraved on it?"

"I struggled with it for ages, and I was the one who spotted it first!" The boy's cheeks flushed with anger.

"You found it, but you didn't kill it." Lin Feng shrugged. "If I had killed it, then it's mine. The rule in the crack is: whoever has the bigger fist gets the item. Kid, didn't your family teach you such a simple principle?"

"You're just making excuses!"

The young man in white was rendered speechless by the retort, his handsome face turning bright red.

He had always been a favored son of heaven since childhood. His elders doted on him, and his peers respected him greatly. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

He gripped the longsword tightly, releasing the full aura of a perfected martial apprentice.

"Give me back my magic core! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Lin Feng found it somewhat amusing to see him looking so angry.

How dare a mere martial arts apprentice be so arrogant and disrespectful in front of him?

However, Lin Feng still had a lingering doubt.

This boy was indeed strange in every way.

It's abnormal for a martial arts apprentice to take on a peak E-level alien beast in a one-on-one fight.

Moreover, when he was stealing the kill, he didn't sense any threat from the shadows.

Logically speaking, such a talented young person should have a protector accompanying them when they go out to gain experience.

But when he scanned the area with his divine sense, he found that there was no one else within a hundred meters except for this boy.

Could it be that he's mistaken?

Or perhaps the protector was hiding too well, so much so that even he couldn't sense him?

Lin Feng decided to test the waters again.

He ignored the white-clad youth's threat and instead turned his gaze to another corner of the cave.

There, a lone E-rank alien beast, the Rock Armor Lizard, was lying on the ground, munching on a glowing crystal.

Lin Feng flashed forward and rushed straight ahead.

Rift Mountain was drawn once more.

The rock-armored lizard didn't even have a chance to react before it was beheaded with a single blow.

[Defeat 1 E-rank monsters: Rock Armored Lizard, gain 50 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 134/500]

Lin Feng dug out the demon core and, right in front of the white-robed youth, slowly put it into his pocket.

Then, he turned around and gave the boy a provocative look.

The meaning is clear: I've stolen another one, what can you do to me?

The young man in white was completely enraged.

"You...you've gone too far!"

He roared and charged at Lin Feng with his sword drawn.

The sword tip trembled, conjuring three sword flowers that pierced Lin Feng's upper, middle, and lower body respectively.

The swordsmanship is exquisite, clearly the work of a master.

But in the face of absolute power and speed, even the most exquisite skills appear pale and powerless.

Lin Feng didn't even draw his knife.

He simply held up two fingers.

To the boy's horror, the sword tip was precisely caught.