Super Soldier in Campus

Lin Feng decisively got off the car, empty-handed, walking towards the old Taoist, stopping when he was only five meters away.

It was a rather secluded road; on a winter night, the cold wind howled. On the wide road, there were hardly any cars. Lin Feng also noticed that the few cars that had tracked him or blocked his way earlier did not have anyone getting off them. He wasn’t sure if this was because of their confidence in the old Taoist ahead or if their only duty was to block Lin Feng’s car for the old Taoist.

"No need to look; they are not my subordinates. They won’t wake up until tomorrow, this evening..." The old Taoist’s voice carried a timeless, ancient feel, as if he was not from the modern world.

Lin Feng froze for a moment, understanding the implication of the old Taoist’s words. The people in the cars had been controlled into coming here without their knowledge... This was too terrifying!

"You knew I would pass through here?" Lin Feng slowly mobilized his inner strength and calmly asked.

"I can deduce!" The old Taoist seemed completely unworried about Lin Feng escaping, saying calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng remembered the Mystery Deduction Technique book he had obtained from the old man with the white beard in the past, internally wondering if deduction could be so useful, capable of precisely predicting a person’s path?

As Lin Feng was still lost in thought, the old Taoist politely asked again, "Do you have any more questions? If not, I should send you on your way..."

"Send me on my way..." Lin Feng’s lips curled into a slight smile, showing a bit of a cold demeanor as he replied flatly to the old Taoist, "With your age, it’s better if I send you on your way!"

"Hehe... If you have that ability, feel free to try your best!" The old Taoist chuckled lightly, raising his hand to form a sword gesture. His clothes started stirring without wind. An invisible force rapidly formed a small vortex centered on him, swirling the fallen leaves on the ground around him...

Lin Feng’s brows furrowed; he realized the old Taoist was preparing to strike with his sword... But with such a grand foreplay, the sword strike must be truly terrifying!

Sitting in the car, Cao Ying dared not utter a word; she had seen the old Taoist was certainly no ordinary person, feeling deeply worried for Lin Feng... Yet, Cao Ying dared not recklessly interfere with Lin Feng.

"Wait... I still have a question!" Lin Feng suddenly raised his hand, saying.

The old Taoist’s expression stiffened, glancing at Lin Feng with a steely look, asking in a deep voice, "What final words do you have?"

As he spoke, the vortex beside the old Taoist noticeably shrank...

Lin Feng’s lips pulled into a cold smile, then opened his mouth to ask, "I’d like to ask, elder, by what name are you known?"

"Hmph... You’re trying to buy time, aren’t you?" The old Taoist seemed to see through Lin Feng’s thoughts, speaking with contempt, "Don’t hope for it. Even if my sword maneuver halts for another three minutes, you still can’t evade my unsheathed flying sword... It’s no secret, I am Wu Zhen, the sect leader of Kongshan Temple!"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, not expecting the old Taoist to be the sect leader of Kongshan Temple, and he indeed shared his name... Apparently, he had great confidence in his sword technique.

At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly remembered the Mystery Extension Technique... Maybe he should try it!

So, Lin Feng stared at the flying sword in Wu Zhen Taoist’s hand, silently reciting the mantra of the Mystery Deduction Technique, trying to sense a hint of foresight.

Then, Lin Feng suddenly noticed, the world before him abruptly froze!

In this frozen world, Lin Feng could move; he realized that the sword in Wu Zhen Taoist’s hand suddenly moved, unsheathing!

A sword shadow, swiftly thrust towards his throat!

Lin Feng instinctively tilted his head, dodging the sword shadow, then discovered that the veered flying sword immediately turned back, in a spinning motion, slashing fiercely at his neck...

The flying sword was so fast, it was utterly unavoidable!

Swoosh! Lin Feng only felt a chill on his neck, suddenly the frozen moment vanished; he gasped for breath, returning to reality, and Wu Zhen Taoist’s sword had not yet been unsheathed...

What was going on? Lin Feng froze again, feeling elated suddenly. Could it be, what he experienced just now was the true application of the Mystery Deduction Technique, allowing him to predict the opponent’s moves ahead of time?! This was too frightening...

"Hmph, seems like you’ve got nothing more to say... Then, taste my sword!"

As Lin Feng was basking in the joy, Wu Zhen suddenly made a move...

Swoosh!

A fierce sword light abruptly shot from his sword sheath, carrying a sharp sound of breaking through the air, striking viciously towards Lin Feng’s neck at lightning speed, as if the sword light reached Lin Feng before the sound.

Lin Feng, guided by intuition, swiftly sidestepped half a step to the side, tilting his neck slightly... Only hearing a swoosh by his ear, the gust of wind stung his cheek, and he successfully dodged the flying sword...

"Huh?" Wu Zhen Taoist exclaimed in surprise, he hadn’t anticipated Lin Feng would evade this first strike!

Nonetheless, Wu Zhen Taoist held nothing back, twisting the sword gesture in his hand, instantly manipulating the flying sword to spin an attack, aggressively slashing at Lin Feng’s neck...

If Lin Feng had evaded the first strike hastily, he likely wouldn’t have time to react now.

Cao Ying watched, as the bright flying sword slashed towards Lin Feng’s neck, forgetting how to scream; she nearly thought Lin Feng would be decapitated.

But Lin Feng seemed to have eyes on his back, abruptly crouching down at the least likely moment...

The sword light passed over, leaving Lin Feng unharmed!

Cao Ying could hardly believe her eyes...

However, Lin Feng did more than merely evade the flying sword; after doing so, he instantly shot two shadowless needles from his hand, ferociously aiming at Wu Zhen Taoist...

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two faint sounds of air breaking were heard as two exceptionally fine silver needles targeted Wu Zhen Taoist’s eyes... Even a master of innate strength couldn’t train their skills on their eyes!

So Wu Zhen Taoist instinctively closed his eyes...

Ding! Ding!

The shadowless needles collided with his eyelids, surprisingly making a crisp sound, like hitting stone... Wu Zhen Taoist’s eyelids were tougher than rock?

At this moment, his flying sword also nimbly spun several times, flying back to his sword sheath.

With his opponent not attacking and eyes closed, leaving almost no defense, Lin Feng seized the opportunity, directly rolling forward, instantly reaching the old Taoist, pulling out a dagger from his pocket, straightforwardly stabbing towards the old Taoist’s chest!

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" The old Taoist snorted coldly, suddenly murmuring in a deep voice, "Seal!"

Lin Feng didn’t halt, continuing to stab the old Taoist’s belly, but only heard a soft sound, the dagger tip skidding off the old Taoist’s clothes...