No matter how many came, none would survive!

Outside the Mudman District of the Dark Marsh, after Beastmaster Hunter Lu Qi reported news of Chen Feng to the group, everyone began discussing how to surround and kill him. On Chen Feng’s side, there was a Berserker, a Frost Mage, and a Holy Priest. Their own team consisted of a Beastmaster Hunter, a Frost Mage, a Berserker, an Elemental Shaman, and a Holy Paladin. According to their information, Chen Feng was the only formidable opponent; the other two were barely worth considering.

"Our advantage lies in numbers. Their Holy Priest is only level 16, so we can basically ignore him, or kill him quickly," Yang Fan began by outlining their strengths, then moved on to weaknesses: "We outnumber them, but their gear is superior, and they have dual-specialization classes, which is troublesome. Our skills aren’t fully developed yet, especially when it comes to crowd control."

Lu Qi, the Beastmaster Hunter, felt something was off. "Just now, I felt as though he noticed me, even though he didn't look this way."

"So what if he did?" said Holy Paladin Li Wanyi dismissively. "Plenty of people come here to level up; he won't necessarily think we're here to kill him."

"Let's wait until he gathers the monsters together, then ambush him," suggested Elemental Shaman Wang Hao. "That way, our vision will be blocked, and with the mobs swarming him, it’ll be easier for us to take him down."

Yu Jiexi, the Berserker, considered this. "On the surface, Wang Hao’s idea gives us the upper hand, but Chen Feng is a tank—he should have more positional advantage. I think it’s better to strike after he’s cleared the Mudmen. He’s secured first kills twice already; he must be a skilled tank. We have three ranged classes. If he uses the Mudmen to block our line of sight, it’ll be hard to kill him."

"Jiexi, are you saying our positioning is worse than his? Even if he blocks our line of sight, we can use area spells," Lu Qi scoffed, thinking Yu Jiexi was overthinking. With so many Mudmen and five players focusing him, how could he possibly handle it?

"We should just charge in and rely on our numbers. That kind of advantage isn’t easily negated," Yang Fan said, although he felt caution was warranted. Jiexi’s concerns were valid—Chen Feng could indeed use positioning to compensate for being outnumbered.

Still, they decided to confront him head-on, albeit cautiously. Elemental Shaman Wang Hao, Beastmaster Hunter Lu Qi, and Frost Mage Yang Fan all knew that getting too close to Chen Feng could be fatal—a skilled Berserker could end a fight in seconds, especially one with good weapons.

Charge!

Recklessness! Avatar! Skull Banner!

As the five discussed their plan, Chen Feng, who had been lurking nearby, suddenly charged in. Activating God Mode, he instantly used Bloodthirst and two Wind Slashes to kill Elemental Shaman Wang Hao in a heartbeat.

Shockwave!

Except for Yu Jiexi, who escaped with Heroic Leap, the other three were stunned. Human Mage Yang Fan blinked away, but Chen Feng had anticipated this and intercepted him, stunning him again. After a free Wind Slash, Chen Feng unleashed Berserk Fury and followed with an Execution.

Heroic Leap!

After killing Yang Fan, Chen Feng leaped back and executed Beastmaster Hunter Lu Qi, leaving her barely alive. Ignoring her pets, he finished her off with a Heroic Strike. With their master forcibly kicked offline, Lu Qi’s two pets vanished.

Charge!

Yu Jiexi charged in, but Chen Feng switched to his off-hand shield and slammed him with a Shield Bash, knocking him aside. Ignoring the Berserker, Chen Feng unleashed Execution on Holy Paladin Li Wanyi. Thanks to God Mode, a single Execution left the armored healer barely clinging to life.

Intimidating Shout!

Divine Protection!

Chen Feng was certain the Holy Paladin had neither Divine Shield nor Hammer of Justice ready; she hadn’t immediately removed her stun, clearly waiting for him to use Intimidating Shout. But she was wrong—Chen Feng had only used it to wait out Execution’s global cooldown. As soon as she removed the fear, he executed her, knocking her offline.

Yu Jiexi cleansed his fear with Berserk Fury and fled. Chen Feng’s Charge, Intercept, and Heroic Leap were all on cooldown, so he wasn’t concerned about the Berserker causing trouble. If Chen Feng wanted to kill him, he could have activated Flight or Wind Step to chase him down. But survival in the wild meant not using all your escape skills at once. Having already used Stealth, Heroic Leap, and Avatar, Chen Feng wasn’t about to waste more—if other enemies appeared, he’d be at a disadvantage.

"That little Berserker, tell your team after you log off: come as many as you like, all who come will die!" Chen Feng hadn’t heard what they’d said in party chat, but it was clear they weren’t just leveling—they’d come to ambush him. Even if not, wild survival demanded caution. In this game, better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one go—this principle served him well.

On his way back to town, Yu Jiexi found Chen Feng’s words both amusing and intimidating. That guy couldn’t be much older than him, a year or two at most. But "all who come will die"? Not even their team leader would dare boast like that in open-world PvP. In Yu Jiexi’s opinion, only Blood Dragon in the entire China region had the right to say such things.

If Chen Feng hadn’t been using a one-handed sword, Yu Jiexi would have suspected he was Blood Dragon. But as a Berserker himself, he knew the techniques for one-handed and two-handed swords were different and rarely interchangeable. Besides, the Titan’s Grip skill book was extremely rare—Chen Feng might not even have it.

After returning to town, Yu Jiexi logged off. The five of them lived together as part of the team, so now they could only discuss things offline. As soon as Yu Jiexi logged off, Yang Fan asked, "Jiexi, did you die too?"

"He didn’t catch me—I got away!" Yu Jiexi replied, a little embarrassed. All four teammates had been killed, and only he survived—and he was the Berserker.

"Jiexi, when Chen Feng charged in, why did you leap away?" Wang Hao, the Elemental Shaman, demanded. As a warrior, Yu Jiexi should have stood in front, but instead he’d run first, abandoning his teammates. If he’d blocked Chen Feng for a moment, Wang Hao and Yang Fan might not have died so quickly.

Yu Jiexi was about to answer when Yang Fan spoke up for him. "If Jiexi hadn’t leapt away, he’d have been stunned by Shockwave—the result would have been even worse! I think it's impressive he was the first to get away."

Had Yu Jiexi said this himself, Lu Qi the Hunter might have thought he was mocking her for being slower to react, since Hunters have a faster back-jump. But with the captain’s support, she couldn’t argue. Indeed, if even Yu Jiexi could escape, it was shameful she, as a Hunter, failed.

"He relied on superior skills and gear, and ambushed us instead. We were no match," Li Wanyi, the Holy Paladin, regretted not using Divine Protection to remove her stun—things might have ended differently. Chen Feng was a little surprised too; a Paladin not removing a stun must have been expecting a mass fear, forgetting that stun effects can’t stack. "No wonder the captain wanted us all to deal with Chen Feng together—his strength far surpassed our expectations."

"I’m just amazed he could approach us without being detected. Advanced elf races are different indeed—he can even move while stealthed," Lu Qi marveled at Chen Feng’s reversal, nearly wiping them all out.

Yu Jiexi hesitated, but finally decided to share Chen Feng’s last words: "Before I ran, Chen Feng said, 'come as many as you like, all who come will die.'"

"Arrogant! Thinks he’s invincible!" Wang Hao, the Elemental Shaman, wished he could log in immediately and kill Chen Feng a few times. The others, though, now truly understood Chen Feng’s strength—not just his gear and maxed skills, but also his high skill execution and ambush capabilities. This time, the mission from the captain would not be so easily accomplished.

Chen Feng couldn’t be bothered with that lot. After killing them, he simply returned to grinding. Their appearance was nothing more than a minor annoyance. He didn’t even care to look up their character names—such small fry weren’t worth his time.

Before logging off, Chen Feng messaged Lin Shanshan to let her know he was going offline. Earlier, when he’d dueled Yu Qingyun, he’d made a bet with Lin Shanshan: if he lost, he’d leave the studio; if he won, Lin Shanshan would fulfill one request. Of course, he’d never ask her to promise herself to him—he’d be kicked out of the studio by others, not to mention her cousin in the military district would never let him off. Still, Chen Feng wouldn’t let the opportunity slip by easily.

After logging off, Lin Shanshan sat in her room, lost in thought. At first, she’d absolutely hated Chen Feng. How could a man possibly be allowed into this villa? She’d tried everything to drive him away, even persuading her cousin in the military district to intervene. Yet, in the end, she’d been forced to compromise, and even owed Chen Feng a promise.

Before, Lin Shanshan had loathed Chen Feng. But after he lent her a Divine Beast, her attitude softened. Women always have a competitive streak—brand names, luxury cars, expensive handbags are all for show. In the game, Lin Shanshan had nothing to boast about—not even her equipment. Among her circle of extravagant friends, she’d rarely had a chance to be the center of attention. But this time, with a Divine Beast, she finally shone. After all, no one else could possibly acquire such a creature—it wasn’t just a matter of wealth. It was a mighty dragon, a truly legendary beast!