Chapter 98: Shattering the Turtle Shell

The question was a strange one, and people could not quite fathom Gu Feng’s intent. No one thought he was looking for trouble with the Mu clan, because the Mu clan was an imperial princely house, far too powerful for anyone to dare provoke.

The officer leveled his spear horizontally. He had no intention of answering Gu Feng’s question, because in his eyes, Gu Feng was already a dead man.

In Mu King City, the Mu clan ruled supreme. Even royal nobles of the imperial bloodline had to obey the Mu clan’s rules here. Unless one was the emperor himself, one had better behave.

Countless people watched Gu Feng, guessing that he might not live through the day.

Those who knew Ye Xinlan broke into a cold sweat for her. They could not understand why she was following this young man into such madness.

By noon, the sunlight was especially fierce, and everyone’s patience was wearing thin.

A breeze rose and brushed lightly past, like a ripple in the mystic force. Once it moved, it was time to strike.

The officer suddenly swung his spear. The spear tip reflected the blaze of the sun, dazzling the eye.

In the blink of an eye, a powerful red radiance, brighter and hotter than the noonday sun, shot toward Gu Feng.

Seeing this, Ye Xinlan trembled and could not help but burrow into Gu Feng’s arms.

She had seen Gu Feng’s strength before, so his embrace was where she felt safest.

Gu Feng looked at the beam of light rushing toward him and did not move at all, calm and self-assured.

Those on the ground, though their eyes were scorched by the glaring sun, strained to see the outcome.

"He did not move! Why does that boy not understand?"

"Could he have been scared stiff?"

In that instant, Gu Feng casually waved a hand. Flames surged into the sky, and a wall of fire three meters wide rose up to block the spear shadow.

Under everyone’s stunned gaze, Gu Feng gave another casual push. The curtain of flame seemed to coil like a fiery serpent, then, enraged, it returned to its true form and roared toward the officer.

The officer was utterly shaken. His eyes were filled with disbelief and confusion. Who was this young man? Why was he so powerful?

The people on the ground recovered from their shock and became extremely excited. Mu King City belonged to the Mu clan, and now a mere youth was daring to make trouble under their very nose. And he actually had some real skill. How would the Mu clan respond?

No one believed Gu Feng was acting alone. For such a prodigious young man, the power behind him must be formidable. Only a great force could nurture a genius so young; only with such backing would he dare behave so recklessly and regard all others with contempt.

"Ah!"

The officer roared, his momentum surging like a rainbow, and even the sun seemed to pale before him.

"Spear Dragon Impact."

Using the spear as its foundation, fire spiritual power as its driving force, and soul intent as its guide, with belief taking the shape of a dragon and conviction turning the spear into a dragon, this was Spear Dragon Impact.

Beneath the blazing sun, after unleashing this technique, the officer was drenched in sweat, though he was completely unaware of it. His eyes remained fixed on Gu Feng.

He noticed that Gu Feng’s gaze was calm as it rested on him, as though...

He dared not think further, because the look in Gu Feng’s eyes was truly the look one gives a dead man.

Such a gaze told its own story: absolute confidence, fearlessness before all things, the assurance that everything was already under control. Only one with such confidence could have such eyes.

To put it plainly, in Gu Feng’s eyes, this officer was nothing more than a clown, a toy.

And that was, in fact, exactly the case.

The fire serpent and the spear dragon met beneath the blazing sun. It was not fate, but enmity. When two foes met on a narrow road, only one could survive. Unfortunately, this was not a place where courage alone won; here, the strong prevailed.

A dragon ought to surpass a python by a margin, but this dragon’s origin was inferior to the python’s. It was much like a peasant taking the elevator while a wealthy man climbed the stairs: easier, faster, and far less effort.

Gu Feng had lost all patience for this game. Looking at the officer, he said indifferently, "Since you refuse to speak, I will take that as an admission. Since you are one of the Mu clan, then you should die."

Gu Feng spoke without restraint, and the words spread through the whole city.

"What a brazen tone."

"From the sound of it, he seems to have come here just to kill members of the Mu clan?"

"I am very curious why he wants to kill them."

"Could it be because of that girl?"

"You mean the young woman Mu Cui has been showing off everywhere?"

"Exactly. Looks like the Mu clan has kicked a steel plate this time. The only question is whether that steel plate is hard enough."

The officer was already no match for Gu Feng, and he was deeply unwilling to accept that defeat. He still carried resentment in his heart. Hearing Gu Feng say he would kill him, he laughed wildly and said, "Hahaha! Who do you think you are, the emperor? Anyone who dares to kill a member of the Mu clan is dead already, unless it is the emperor himself."

What the officer said did make sense. Though the Mu clan was a princely house of another surname, they not only commanded great armies, but also had two Great Spirit Masters. There were even rumors that the Mu clan possessed an old ancestor, though no one knew how formidable that ancestor truly was.

Gu Feng took out the bow-and-arrow weapon, Sunscorch.

Under the blazing sun, even without Gu Feng channeling any fire spiritual power into it, Sunscorch burst into raging flames. Even its owner felt the heat searing his skin, as if he himself might be roasted.

Ye Xinlan was soaked through with sweat, and under the roasting heat of Sunscorch she could not help crying out, "It is so hot."

Gu Feng lowered his head and looked at Ye Xinlan, and then he froze.

Soaked through with sweat, the outlines of Ye Xinlan’s figure were especially pronounced. Coupled with her thin gauze dress, now wet through, it became faintly visible and all the more alluring.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Feng let go of her and said, "Go home."

The crowd below stared at Sunscorch, and after three seconds of stunned silence, the place exploded.

"What is that?"

"A spirit weapon, a fire-attributed spirit weapon. Under the sun, its power will multiply."

"A spirit weapon! How wonderful it would be if I could have one..."

The officer was already no match for Gu Feng, and now that Gu Feng had produced a spirit weapon, he grew even more panicked.

Anyone who could possess a spirit weapon could not possibly be of low status. Perhaps this young man really did dare to kill him.

At last, the officer put aside his arrogant posture and asked in a low voice, "Who exactly are you?"

In the officer’s view, no matter what the other man’s identity was, he had come here to cause trouble, and there was no need to be polite.

"The one who will take your life."

"Flaming Arrow."

Boom!

Under the sun’s blessing, the Flaming Arrow became a towering pillar of fire, like a bolt of fiery lightning shooting toward the officer.

Knowing he had been locked onto, the officer understood that dodging would be pointless. He drew out a fine steel shield and defended with all his might.

Bang!

Boom!

The Flaming Arrow struck the shield and exploded violently.

As though driven by a sudden gale, the burst of flames engulfed the officer.

"Ah! No!"

The officer dropped the shield and became a man of fire.

He desperately unleashed his own fire spiritual power, trying to assimilate the flames that were consuming him.

The people on the ground stared dumbfounded at the officer, now transformed into a living torch, their shock giving way to anticipation. If this young man killed the officer, how would the Mu clan deal with him?