Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 185 The Story of Three Knives

"I am, what do you mean?" Wang Meng looked at Lin Feng feeling very strange. How could he have guessed that I’m a special forces soldier? I didn’t say anything, and I didn’t show anything special, I just moved the knife a bit, and he knew I was special forces — how is that possible? However, since he guessed my identity, that must mean he’s met real special forces before. Otherwise, an outsider would never be able to tell what kind of person a special forces soldier is!

Yet, this young man doesn’t seem that old at all, and he doesn’t seem like he was forged in a special forces unit. Could he have spent time in some special forces unit before? It must be so, otherwise how could he know about special forces? That’s something outsiders can’t understand.

"Nothing much, just wanted to ask you about the story of the three knives," Lin Feng said calmly, looking at Wang Meng as if he was talking about something that didn’t concern him.

"What’s this story about three knives? Explain yourself!" Wang Meng suddenly realized that Lin Feng was exuding a sense of vicissitude. It was hard to define; it could make sense if it were an older person but for Lin Feng, who wasn’t that old, this feeling was indescribably weird!

And what did he mean by mentioning three knives? Asking such a question out of the blue was baffling. At least explain clearly, how would I know what you’re talking about? This is just nonsensical, talking about three knives... I’d love to see how you explain this.

"The first knife, four years ago in June, Cain’s DEATH."

"The second knife, three years ago in January, Charles’s Gazer."

"The third knife, three years ago in July, Quinn’s Spider."

Lin Feng slowly recited these three knives, eyeing Wang Meng expressionlessly. He should know about these three knives.

The people around, who were initially curious about the story of the three knives, were left completely confused after Lin Feng finished. What did these three knives mean? Could you be any more precise and clear? These things you’ve said, nobody could understand them. What’s with the random months and years for each knife? What exactly is Lin Feng talking about?

Ding Wan’er was already incomprehensibly puzzled on the side. How did Lin Feng know that the Taekwondo instructor was a special forces soldier? Just by moving a knife once, and he knew he was special forces — that’s too miraculous, isn’t it? Are special forces that easy to recognize? But why couldn’t she tell that he was special forces? Could it be that Lin Feng has some special way or method? Also, what does this mention of three knives mean? If three people correspond to three knives, why add a timeline? It’s no longer just about the knives — there must be some other implication. But what’s the meaning behind it?

Right, the time Lin Feng mentioned was before he returned to Tianhai. Could it be that Lin Feng encountered the owners of these three knives on the island he spoke of? But that’s even less likely. How could such people happen to visit an island and by chance reveal themselves to Lin Feng? That’s not reasonable!

These two questions only added to Ding Wan’er’s confusion. What exactly were Lin Feng and the Taekwondo instructor talking about? Could those three knives be related to him, and he knew the meaning of the three knives? With this thought, Ding Wan’er’s eyes shifted towards Wang Meng, hoping to clarify the answer from him.

What do these three knives that Lin Feng mentioned mean? Leng Mei, hearing about the three knives from Lin Feng, couldn’t figure out their origin either. Why had she never heard of such things before, not to mention the owners of the knives? Were these owners of the three knives that impressive?

Since Lin Feng recognized the Taekwondo instructor as special forces and continued to talk about the three knives, it implied that the owners of these knives must be connected to the special forces soldier in some way. Otherwise, Lin Feng wouldn’t speak so casually. She had been interested in all kinds of military affairs since she was young, especially cold weaponry. It seemed she had never come across information about these three knives, let alone the specific times mentioned, which were all the more baffling!

Time? That’s right, during that period when Lin Feng disappeared and hadn’t returned to Tianhai, nobody knew what had happened to him. She had even especially searched for the newspapers from the time of his disappearance, which reported that he went missing during a rowing race, which was odd in itself. Then, during the first French class, he mentioned something about learning all sorts of disordered things on an island — could it be that during that time, he actually met the owners of these three knives on the island?

Upon hearing Lin Feng mention it in such a way, it seemed the owners of these three knives must be quite famous—otherwise, Lin Feng wouldn’t have brought it up intentionally. But what special connection did this special forces soldier have with these three knives, and how did Lin Feng discern their connection...

When Wang Meng heard Lin Feng mention the first knife, his body had already shuddered. Just who was Lin Feng and how could he know these matters that outsiders didn’t understand? Could he be a member of this circle too? Information about Cain and his DEATH knife, ranked ninth in the world, sprang to his mind. The legendary Cain and Carl were once a myth within Mercenary World, having slain many AA-ranked opponents with their remarkable combat skills. DEATH was the military knife that reaped those lives. Wang Meng remembered his master once saying, "Never try to match knives with Cain, because you’ll feel his blade is always faster than yours." That was Cain! And with his growing fame, so too did DEATH.

DEATH had once been called the Death God by countless people because its wielder was the blade expert Cain, a world-renowned fast knife handler. Many AA-level experts died by his hand, yet such a formidable mercenary had suddenly vanished a few years ago, becoming an enigma forever.

June four years ago—what was that time? Right! Wasn’t that exactly when Cain disappeared? What did Lin Feng mean by saying this—did he know about Cain’s whereabouts, or where Cain was now? There would be no reason for him to say this otherwise!

As Lin Feng spoke of the second knife, Wang Meng could no longer control his thoughts. Charles’s The Gazer, ranked fifth in the world—what was Lin Feng’s intention in mentioning these military knives? Unlike Cain, Charles was a myth of Assassin World, rated as AAA. However, he only ever took on AA-ranked assassination tasks, and all 17 of his past contracts were completed by himself, which meant he had the capability to face AA-level experts alone and come out the victor. This alone was testament enough to how formidable he was!

No one ever saw Charles’s The Gazer because everyone who laid eyes on it had already become a corpse. Everyone knew of Charles and his The Gazer, but no one had ever seen it, until he vanished, and no one in Assassin World could surpass his record—a record so astonishingly beyond belief!

Adding up the dates, his disappearance aligned exactly with the time Lin Feng mentioned. January of the year before last, before the Spring Festival had passed. What was Lin Feng implying about Charles at this time? Could it really be that he had seen both Charles and Cain, or was he trying to bluff him?

The third knife—Quinn’s Spider Knife!

When Wang Meng heard Lin Feng mention Quinn’s Spider Knife, he nearly fainted. He couldn’t believe that this young man before him would know about Quinn’s Spider Knife. Known to be third in the world, Quinn himself was an AA-level special forces legend and a hero that everyone looked up to, including Wang Meng, who was striving to emulate Quinn at every moment.

If to speak of Quinn’s combat achievements, they were even more proudly extraordinary. Among the AA-ranked masters, no one could match Quinn. Like Charles, who enjoyed challenging those beyond his rank, all of Quinn’s opponents were in the S-rank. What’s more, by the time he vanished, he had already challenged 19 S-rank experts—god, what a concept that was! For example, if AAA-level individuals were to challenge AA-level opponents, they would need to exert 120% of their strength for a chance to win. To challenge an S-rank expert, however, would require at least 200% strength for victory. Quinn consistently exceeded his own strength standards by a significant margin!

Quinn’s most extraordinary accomplishment was having eliminated a pair of S-ranked assassins, an achievement that cemented his mythical status. For a single AA-ranked master to take down two S-ranked assassins was simply impossible for a mere human—unless that human was a divine being, and Quinn did it, affirming his status as a deity.

And it was for these very reasons that Quinn became an epic hero among special forces, with all special forces soldiers dreaming of becoming someone like him. Being among the top-tier special forces himself, Wang Meng also tirelessly worked towards that dream, having completed countless missions, and just recently breaking into the top hundred in the world. Yet now, he felt like every step forward was as difficult as climbing to heaven, which was why he agreed to Shen Tian’s request to protect his daughter.

But the time Lin Feng mentioned was also precisely when Quinn vanished. Things couldn’t be that coincidental, could they? Knowing about the world’s military knife ranking, Lin Feng had to be someone from within the circle. So what was his intention in mentioning these three military knives and the exact times of these people’s disappearances? How could Lin Feng be so familiar with all this?

Could it be that Lin Feng had once had dealings with these individuals before their disappearance? But that was impossible; these three were known to be lone wolves, indifferent to others to the point of inaccessibility. Even if Lin Feng wanted to find them, he wouldn’t be able to, let alone communicate with them.

With these thoughts, Wang Meng began to look at the young man called Lin Feng seriously. Anyone who could say such things was definitely not simple. This level of information was only accessible to those with certain connections, and considering Lin Feng’s age, it seemed implausible for him to have reached that level of understanding. So where did he learn about these people on the ranking and their knives, and how could he accurately state the times of their disappearances? This was all the more mysterious.

Lin Feng told me about these three individuals, three knives, and the precise times of their disappearances—what was his intention in doing so? What exactly did he want to convey? Was he showing off his knowledge of inner-circle matters, or was he trying to tell me something more?