Chapter 52 - Monster Lair!

“Roar!”

The Tusked Pig let out a low roar.

This demon had little intelligence and knew only to charge forward blindly, quickly appearing before everyone’s eyes.

The ferocious and terrifying appearance of the demon, along with its blood-red eyes, instantly made several younger disciples go weak in the knees.

This was just one Tusked Pig—if a Gale Wolf or Sword-toothed Leopard had come, they reckoned they would have died a hundred times over.

However, Lo Jianying displayed some courage.

He brandished his sword and leaped forward, shouting, “Don’t panic, everyone, it’s just a Tusked Pig.

Those of us above the Qi Condensation Third Stage, attack with me; those below the third stage, support from the sides and don’t let it escape!”

Lo Jianying reacted quickly, clearly having experienced similar situations before.

A Tusked Pig was roughly the equivalent of a Martial Artist at the Second or Third Stage of Qi Condensation, but with astonishing brute strength and thick skin.

Without a Martial Technique with significant killing power, it was difficult to kill it.

It might seem that Ling Feng practiced his swordsmanship and Fist Technique with ease and nonchalance, but for ordinary disciples, even a Martial Technique of the Yellow level Low Grade required months or even years of arduous cultivation to achieve a certain level of success.

Ling Feng and Jiang Wanqing stepped aside, not intervening.

This was a battle for the team members.

Without going through such experiences, greenhorns would always remain greenhorns.

Only by growing through the trials of blood and fire could one be considered a true Martial Artist.

Dealing with a single Tusked Pig wasn’t difficult, but their commotion was too great and soon disturbed other demons nearby.

Within a short time, another two Tusked Pigs barged in, catching the greenhorns off guard.

Even Lo Jianying began to panic.

“Roar!”

One after another, Tusked Pigs caught the scent of food here and became enraged, rushing towards them crazily.

This place was clearly a nest of the Tusked Pigs.

Jiang Wanqing’s expression changed slightly.

Handling a few Tusked Pigs was no problem, but breaking into the lair of Tusked Pigs—based on the greenhorns down there, they were no match.

She then realized that by deliberately contradicting Ling Feng’s opinions, she had put her own team members in jeopardy.

“Five Tusked Pigs have charged in, hmm, that’s about right.”

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and, in a flash, charged out.

“Hey, what are you doing!” Jiang Wanqing saw Ling Feng charge out and, clenching her silver teeth, also leaped up and followed him.

If the number of Tusked Pigs continued to increase, the entire team would definitely be annihilated.

“Roar!”

The mad roars, one after the other, indicated the Tusked Pigs found there to be an abundance of prey delivered to their doorstep, each one of them excited beyond measure, even the Tusk Pig King had joined the fray.

Lo Jianying’s face paled; although he was at the Qi Condensation Fifth Stage, facing the Tusk Pig King, he only had a dead end.

“We’re done for, we’re definitely going to die.

We can’t beat so many demons!”

A female disciple trembled with fear, discarded her long sword, crouched down with her head in her hands, and began to weep profusely.

“Senior Sister Sun, look out!”

Su Hongxiu clenched her long sword and slashed down, killing a Tusked Pig that was attacking Senior Sister Sun, blood spurting out and splashing onto Senior Sister Sun’s face.

Senior Sister Sun immediately collapsed to the ground in terror, “Too dangerous, I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to die here, wu wu…”

“Senior Sister Sun, don’t panic, Senior Uncle Ling Feng and Senior Sister Jiang are here, we’re going to be okay!” Su Hongxiu picked up the fine steel sword from the ground and handed it back to Senior Sister Sun, “Look, Senior Uncle Ling Feng and the others are taking action, we need to do our best too!”

Su Hongxiu’s words steadied the other disciples.

Indeed, there seemed to be a lot of Tusked Pigs around, but the ones joining the fray seemed to be just those five from before, right?

There were ten of them here, so with two people against one Tusked Pig, what was there to be afraid of?

“Don’t panic!

Junior Sister Su is right, we don’t need to worry about the other Tusked Pigs, just focus on dealing with the few around us!”

Lo Jianying roared, and the surrounding disciples calmed down as well, their gazes irresistibly drawn towards Ling Feng.

At this moment, he was wielding a pitch-black long sword.

Named Mo Yuan Sword, it was obtained from Elder Can Jian of the Liuyun Sword Sect.

The sword was an Upper Grade Xuan Artifact, and with Elder Can Jian’s nurturing over many years, its Spiritual Energy was overwhelming, and it could even be considered a Top-grade Xuan Artifact.

Ling Feng gripped the sword, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

Clang!

With each thrust of the long sword, several Tusked Pigs fell to his blade.

He stood at the riverbank entrance, like a copper wall iron barrier, no matter how many Tusked Pigs charged at him, he defeated them all with just one stroke.

“Such impressive swordsmanship!”

Jiang Wanqing watched Ling Feng from the side.

His figure stood tall and straight, exuding a striking Sword Intent, his gaze sharp and cold, his expression always light and breezy.

“He seems to be just eighteen years old, right?”

Jiang Wanqing had seen Ling Feng’s information; he and the rookies he led were generally the same age, yet he faced demon beasts with such composure as if he were a hunter who had experienced countless battles.

Upon reflection, she admitted her cultivation was indeed much higher than Ling Feng’s, but purely in terms of swordsmanship, she was no match for him.

“Roar!”

Ling Feng, alone with his sword, had nearly exterminated all the Tusked Pigs.

The Tusk Pig King, with blood-red eyes, let out a furious roar and pounced towards Ling Feng.

Alas, it was still just one sword!

“Star Illusion Annihilation Kill!”

A single thrust pierced through the eye socket of the Tusk Pig King, Sword Qi burst forth, blowing its entire pig head into a spray of blood.

“We should be safe from the other Tusked Pigs now.”

Ling Feng flicked the Mo Yuan Sword, flinging off the fresh blood, sheathed his sword, and stood calmly aside, his gaze turning towards the rookies who were still fighting the Tusked Pigs along the riverbank.

Jiang Wanqing bit her silver teeth, her autumnal eyes fixated on Ling Feng, suddenly feeling that this man had become very mysterious.

“No wonder he became a legend among the Inner Sect Disciples within a few months of arriving at Wenxian Sect.

He truly is no ordinary person…”

Ling Feng, feeling uneasy under Jiang Wanqing’s scrutiny, sidestepped and moved back a few steps, crossing his arms and said indifferently, “It’s starting to look a bit better now.”

Jiang Wanqing’s pretty face flushed slightly.

As a woman, staring at a man like this was somewhat unreserved.

She bit her lip and nodded, “Yes, it’s indeed much better than before.”

Under Lo Jianying’s command, all team members moved with discipline and order, and the number of Tusked Pigs decreased one by one.

In about half an hour, the group had killed all five Tusked Pigs intentionally let in by Ling Feng.

Aside from two disciples sustaining minor injuries, there were no serious damages.

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“We defeated the demon beasts!

Hahaha, this is great!”

“All thanks to Brother Lo’s command!”

“And Junior Sister Su saved me, thank you, Junior Sister Su!”

The joy of victory was overflowing on all team members’ faces, even the ones who were so scared their legs went weak at the sight of the Tusked Pigs were now bravely wielding long swords and fighting the beasts.

This was their first step in transforming into true Martial Artists, and a firm, powerful step at that.

“Actually, the one we should be thanking the most is Senior Ling Feng!” Lo Jianying stated loudly, “If it weren’t for Senior Ling Feng holding back the other demon beasts, how could we possibly have dealt with so many?”

“Yeah, we really owe a lot to Senior Ling Feng!”

“Senior Ling Feng is so amazing, I saw him kill that huge Wild Boar that was as tall as two men with a single sword!”

“Wow, that must have been the Wild Boar King!

Hahaha…”

Ling Feng’s expression remained mostly unchanged as he nodded slightly, saying in a muted voice, “Alright, hurry up and take care of the spoils.

The scent of blood here will attract more powerful demon beasts.”

“Yes, Senior Ling Feng!” all team members responded in unison.

Jiang Wanqing stood aside, biting her tender lips, thinking to herself: Perhaps, letting him lead the team was indeed the correct choice…