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Early the next morning, military transport planes took off from the capital's military airfield.

Lin Feng sat in the cabin, his storage ring crammed full.

Besides him, there were six technical soldiers sent by headquarters on the transport plane, responsible for setting up detection equipment on the periphery of the precursor zone.

These people didn't dare to speak to Lin Feng from the moment they boarded the plane. They all huddled at the other end of the cabin, occasionally stealing a glance.

The video of the Longyuan Cup final has already circulated within the military.

He cleaved a half-step Martial Venerable in two with a single strike.

Who would dare to talk to someone like that? What if they say something wrong and get attacked too?

Lin Feng ignored them, half-closing his eyes and focusing his mental energy on the Iron Rhino.

Iron Rhino is rampaging through a Class C rift in the eastern suburbs of the capital, and its martial arts points are still slowly increasing.

Six hours later, the transport plane landed on the makeshift runway of the third line of defense in the North.

The hatch opened, and a dry, hot breeze rushed in, carrying a strong fishy smell.

It doesn't smell like blood.

It was the scent of a territorial mark left by a strange beast, so strong it was pungent.

The temporary commander of the third line of defense was a major in his forties named Feng Gang.

King Wu, seventh rank, had three old scars on his face and half of his right ear missing.

He received a notification from headquarters that someone was coming to conduct reconnaissance in the early warning area, but he didn't expect it to be an eighteen-year-old.

"You're Raymond Lam?"

"Um."

Feng Gang looked him up and down twice.

"The precursor area is 200 kilometers directly north of our defense line. Last month, we just cleared half of the Class B beast tide. Of the three temporary outposts on the outskirts, only one still has people left; the other two were wiped out by the beasts."

He unfolded a map and drew a circle to the north with his finger.

"The density of alien beasts in this area is two to three times higher than normal. B-level beasts are everywhere, and I've heard of A-level beasts, but I've never seen one. The rift is expected to form in seven days, and the closer it gets to its formation, the more ferocious the alien beasts will become."

Feng Gang looked up at him.

"Are you really planning to go in alone?"

"Um."

Feng Gang's lips moved twice, but he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The orders from headquarters were there, and he couldn't stop them.

"The supply depot is at outpost number three on the edge of the foreseeable zone. There are four sentries inside. Your communication signal may be interfered with after you go in. Report that you are safe every twelve hours. If there is no signal for more than twenty-four hours, I will report to headquarters and send someone to retrieve you."

"No need to fish it out."

Lin Feng slung the Fang of Calamity over his shoulder and strode north.

Feng Gang stood on the track, watching that figure walk further and further away until it became a small black dot.

"Who exactly is this guy?" he asked the communications soldier next to him.

"Gu Qingfeng, the champion of the Longyuan Cup, who cleaved the Shanghai Martial Arts University in two with a single blow, is the one whose Chief of Staff Duan personally stood up for him."

Feng Gang closed his mouth and remained silent for a long time.

Travel at full speed.

Two hundred kilometers, less than an hour.

The further north you go, the higher the energy density in the air.

Large patches of scorched earth began to appear on the ground, vegetation withered, and the soil cracked.

When he reached the edge of the precursor area, Lin Feng stopped.

The power of mental energy spreads out.

Within a one-kilometer radius, life signals were densely packed, as numerous as the stars in the sky.

The auras of B-grade alien beasts intertwined, forming a dense network of senses.

I roughly counted them, and there were more than forty of them within my perception range.

"The density is good enough."

Lin Feng pulled out the Fang of Calamity, and all the dragon scale patterns lit up.

Head towards the core of the precursor area.

He hadn't walked fifty steps.

The three-headed iron-spine earth dragon emerged from the ground and blocked the way.

Rank B, Martial King Rank.

A month ago, this thing would have been quite a challenge for him.

Now?

The fangs of calamity swept across, and a gust of wind swept past.

The three earth dragons exploded simultaneously.

Minced meat flew everywhere.

[Defeat 3 B-rank monsters: Iron-spine Earth Dragon, gain 9000 Martial Arts Points]

He casually dug out the magic core and then pushed forward.

Two giant tree apes sprang out from the left. Lin Feng cleaved the first one's skull off with a single slash, then stabbed the second one through the chest.

[Defeat two B-rank monsters: Dark Tree Giant Ape, and gain 6000 Martial Arts Points]

A group of crimson horned rhinoceroses blocked the way ahead, five of them lined up side by side.

"The Mountain-Slaying Slash".

The gale pierced through the five bodies, and the penetrating effect did not diminish its destructive power at all.

The five horned rhinoceroses fell to the ground together.

[Defeat 5 B-rank Beasts: Crimson Flame Horned Rhinoceros, gain 15000 Martial Arts Points]

"Cool."

Lin Feng advanced while killing, his speed increasing rather than decreasing.

B-level alien beasts are nothing more than experience points in his eyes.

With the third stage of the Martial King realm combined with an S-grade battle sword and critical hits with every strike, defeating a B-grade opponent is a piece of cake.

Dimensionality reduction strike.

They pushed forward for nearly thirty kilometers.

They killed over eighty B-level alien beasts along the way, causing their martial arts points to skyrocket.

Current Martial Arts Points: 355000

Lin Feng stopped on a cliff and took a breath.

He probed deeper into the distance with his mental energy.

An extremely dense aura emanated from the very core of the precursor area.

The sense of oppression was extremely strong.

This aura far exceeded the scope of a B-level alien beast.

Grade A.

Martial Venerable level.

found it.

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