Chapter 202 A Representative Jungle Warfare Like Written on the Textbook

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On the dark plateaus of the old-growth forests, the lights from the blades flashed like lightning.

“How… how many times have you attacked?” Chengying Sword, who had watched the whole duel, was stunned, and could not help yelling out.

The Death King candidate bent his body and rushed at Liu Feng. He moved the katana backwards and twirled it in circles, then he quickly raised the katana. He seemed to have slashed the katana only once, but actually he had performed the action of swiping down and slas.h.i.+ng backward by moving it three times, in a circular motion.

Everything happened in a short moment. If Liu Feng's skill had been at the same level as when he just returned to Celestial Empire, such a strong attack would have caused more damage, for sure.

Meantime, Liu Feng quickly s.h.i.+fted his footwork. It seemed that he moved within a small range for a number of times, the moment his opponent slashed his katana. Beyond that, Liu Feng had also swiped his machete many times.

“One, two, three blades, why does Drillmaster's one single attack look like seven attacks at one time?” At this moment, Chengying Sword's eyes were reflecting light from blades, and their status during the blade duel were immediately sealed in his heart.

Puff!

At one moment, Liu Feng steadily poked the tip of his machete between his opponent's eyebrows. The tip had already stabbed into the flesh of the Death King candidate, and his right arm had been separated from his body. After flying over six meters away through the air, his arm hit a tree and fell on the ground.

Large amounts of blood spurted out from the site where the Death King candidate lost his arm, and the Tang Sword fell to the ground.

As for Liu Feng, apart from a few wounds, he looked a bit pale, but was not badly hurt.

“How did you wield your machete so quickly?” All the Death King candidate cared about was this question, instead of his serious injury, even if he was almost on the verge of death.

“The answer is simple. But you have to answer two questions.”

Liu Feng laughed and said, “Are you sure that in the western underground world, you're the only one who knows that I'm Yama?”

“Yes, I'm the only one, n.o.body else knows. Don't worry. I believe you're clever enough to guess how I can be so sure,” said the Death King candidate.

Liu Feng could no longer smile, as it was a significant question which the Death King candidate would not answer in detail.

“Alright. At least I respect your kung fu. Tell me your name.” Liu Feng had shown enough respect for this western expert.

The Death King candidate said, “My name is Big Mike. I'm the only one in the Death a.r.s.enal that uses blades instead of snipers. I thought my blade skill is already pure and perfect, but you have defeated me. Can you tell me your answer now?”

Puff!

Liu Feng used some force on his hand, and the machete, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, stabbed into Big Mike's head.

At this moment, Big Mike's eyes suddenly widened and started losing focus.

“Listen, because your blade is in your hand, while mine is in my mind. You've practised to kill others using your blade so many times, while I usually pick the right opportunity to use the most proper blade technique, using my inherent power. What defeated you was not my skill, but me per se. It's not the blade skills, but always the one who uses the blade that is the most powerful.”

After he finished talking, Liu Feng put away his machete and turned around.

“It's not the blade skills but always the one who…” While he was dying, like someone discovering some truth, Big Mike's eyes lost their light of life, but he had a smile on his face.

Liu Feng reached out and helped Chengying Sword to stand up. “How are you feeling now, bro?”

“Drillmaster, I—”

“I've told you before, call me Big Boss, or Brother Feng. You don't have to be so formal.”

“Yes! Brother Feng, I'm feeling much better.”

After standing up, Chengying Sword moved his arms and legs. “I feel kind of weak, but I believe I can go back to battle after taking a break.”

“Yeah, because your meridians were broken, and I have just repaired them for you, so you will feel weak.”

Liu Feng patted Chengying Sword's shoulder and said, “You will recover after doing some exercises, then we can go in together.”

“OK!”

Ten minutes later, Liu Feng and Chengying Sword walked into the woods, one after the other.

The howling wind was not so strong inside the woods, while the road was tougher to walk on.

They talked as they walked together.

“Who hurt you, Chengying Sword? I believe that the man who hurt you used tricky techniques and has good skills!”

“I don't know that man. He was a very strong Hindian. I fought him together with Chunjun Sword and Yuchang Sword, but we still could not defeat him. We did not manage to get rid of him until we used guns.

“Oh, so, Chunjun Sword and Yuchang Sword are already inside?

“Yes, I thought that I was not badly hurt, so I stayed over and took a rest, and told them to go inside first. However, after they left, I felt increasingly uncomfortable, and I could not even see clearly later.”

Boom!

When they were talking, there came a sound of blast from far away, and even the ground shook.

“It's a landmine!”

“Brother Feng, it has been a minefield since World War II. Seems like someone has stepped on a landmine.”

“OK, let's go and check it out!”

“OK!”

They both sped up. After half an hour of striding forward, they found a mess in front of them, where two huge trees had been cut in half from the middle of their trunks.

Between the two fallen trees, there was a big pit, which was nearly two meters in diameter. Four bodies with missing arms and legs were scattered around, making it quite a tragic scene.

After checking around, Liu Feng sneered and said, “They were Hindians. I guess the Hindians can't move fast enough over these minefields. Come on, I'm going to make these jerks who trespa.s.sed the territory of Celestial Empire, stay here for good.”

“Yes, kill them all.” Chengying Sword had already recovered well, and had regained a lot of energy.

They quickly moved forward for another 20 minutes. Liu Feng kept observing the area with the telescopic lens, and eventually saw shadows of men in the woods.

Puff!

When Chengying Sword was getting his sniper ready, Liu Feng had already triggered his sniper.

The last Hindian in the marching troop far away, was shot in the head silently, without even being discovered by anyone.

Then Liu Feng quickly ran forward a few steps, and jumped onto a tree which was nearly three meters tall.

Puff!

The sniper shot again, then another Hindian at the end of the troop, fell to the ground.

Puff, puff, puff!

Liu Feng continued to shoot continuously from a condescending perspective, as a few more Hindians were hit.

Chengying Sword held his sniper and moved forward. He was not as fast as Liu Feng, and he kept observing the grounds while moving, in case he attracted the enemies' attention.

After Liu Feng had killed several Hindians from his hiding place on the tree, he leaned forward and leaped over a few trees, like the kung fu masters in the martial arts movies. Then he hid on a branch and continued to pull the trigger.

The Hindian marching troop were crossing a hill, and the last two Hindians fell and dropped on the spot, as they were climbing up.

The Hindians would have the visual advantage when they were up the hill, so Liu Feng suddenly sped up.

Within a minute, Liu Feng had reached the hill and leaped over like a monkey.

Chengying Sword felt it was getting harder to follow Liu Feng. When he arrived at the hill, he fell p.r.o.ne on the ground, observed the situation, and prepared to a.s.sist Liu Feng.

“Amazing. Brother Feng really is Qi Xing Longyuan Sword of the last generation of Heavenly Sword. Such jungle warfare is like the lessons written in the textbook!” Chengying Sword said in increasing astonishment.

Through the telescopic lens, Chengying Sword saw Liu Feng rush to the end of the Hindian troops, without being discovered.

Then, Liu Feng slashed the machete upward and slit the throat of a Hindian mercenary.

Liu Feng moved forward again, and choked an Hindian's neck, then the Hindian bent forward and fell to the ground.

Puff puff puff…

Liu Feng was collecting spirits, like a ghost in the dark night, and also like a yama from Netherworld.

The Hindian troop of about forty men had already lost two-thirds of their forces, within less than ten minutes.

“Wait, where are they? Why is our group getting smaller?”

“What happened? How can there be only ten of us?”

“Pay attention, don't disperse, stay close. Something is happening!”

The Hindians finally realized something was wrong, when they had only ten men left. These idiots converged instinctively.

At the moment, swoosh, three black cylinders flew in the middle of these Hindians.

“What's that?”

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d, stop these haunting tricks in such a primary forest at midnight!”

“f.u.c.k! run! These are grena…”

Boom, boom boom!

That's right, the three cylinders were grenades, which had been thrown by Liu Feng.

The three grenades exploded in the middle of the troop of over ten men, taking these Hindians to the Netherworld in an instant.

“Freaking awesome!”

Seeing everything through the telescopic lens, Chengying Sword was quite stunned. “Yes, it's definitely a representative jungle warfare like the one written in a textbook. It's the skills owned by the top special-forces soldiers of the world! Brother Feng, Big Boss, only those who have the capabilities like you deserve to be the drillmasters of the six generation of Heavenly Sword. Right, this is an example, he's showing me!”

After destroying this mercenary troop with over 40 Hindians, Liu Feng leaned over and hid behind a big tree.

Three seconds later, a Hindian stood up among the dead bodies.

He was covered with blood, and in a state of panic. He kept looking around after getting up. Obviously, he was the only one alive after the explosion.

Noticing no one around, the Hindian got up and ran to the woods, hurriedly.

At the moment, Liu Feng suddenly showed up and put his machete on the Hindian's neck.