Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 191: I’m Giving You This Knife

"Knock knock knock." Three knocks sounded at the door.

"Come in, the door isn’t locked, and I’ve been waiting for you for a long time." Lin Feng heard the door and gestured to the person outside to enter, while he continued to play with the puzzle game in his hand.

Wang Meng, outside the door, felt very surprised when he heard Lin Feng say he had been waiting for a long time. How could he know it was he who had come? Could he have mistaken me for someone else? But no matter what, if I don’t have a chat with this master before I leave, I won’t be able to calm down.

With that thought, he pushed the door open and saw Lin Feng playing a computer game at the desk, the room filled with the frighteningly fast sound of the keyboard.

As he walked up to Lin Feng and saw the speed of the puzzle game on the screen, which was almost too fast to see clearly, Wang Meng fully understood something. The loss he’d suffered during the day was truly deserved; with Lin Feng’s monstrous reflexes, he could react to such insane speeds. What sort of move in a fight wouldn’t he be able to handle?

He truly was a master. With that kind of speed, I definitely don’t have the ability. This is called a gap. It’s laughable that I mocked Lin Feng so much during the day, but at that time, I didn’t know that Lin Feng was a demonic-level master!

"I am completely convinced by my defeat during the day, and after your reminder, I’ve decided to leave and seek the true Martial Arts. The reason I came to you is that I want to know some things. Who exactly are you, and were the things you said during the day all true?" Wang Meng said very sincerely to Lin Feng. Facing such a master, all he could do was look up in admiration, even though he was much younger. The man had absolute strength, and no matter how unwilling I felt, it was useless; strength decides everything.

The reason I insisted on coming here was that if I didn’t get the answers to these two questions, I would never be able to let go of the knot in my heart. Even if I left, as long as I had that knot, I would never be able to advance further. That’s not what I wanted. I need to let go completely and pursue my own peak with all my heart and soul!

"I am Lin Feng from Tianhai Yinbo University. Everything I said during the day was also true; I never lie," Lin Feng said while playing the game and chatting with Wang Meng, casually tossing him the DEATH military knife he had brought back with him.

"Ah!" When Wang Meng saw the military knife in his hand, he couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

The knife was covered with snake-scale-like cloud patterns, indicating it was definitely a finely forged premium item. The snake-skin wrapped handle gave a comfortable and noble feel. The pale blue blade suggested that the sharpness of this specially-treated edge was incomparable. The through-type, protruding blood groove would cause greater damage when plunged into an enemy’s body. A premium item! A super premium item!

Most importantly, near the base of the blade by the handle were the letters ’DEATH,’ which is the name of this military knife.

This was the legendary ’DEATH’ knife of Cain, known as ’Blade Guest’ in mercenary myths. Is this really the knife? Am I dreaming right now?

Thinking this, Wang Meng pinched himself hard to prove he wasn’t dreaming because he had never even dreamed of seeing this legendary ’DEATH’ with his own eyes. This was the personal weapon of Cain, ranked seventh in the world!

If I already believed Lin Feng was a master by day, then having this legendary knife in my hand is enough to prove that the story Lin Feng told about the three knives is true, which means Lin Feng really did collect those three knives, and the owners of the three knives have been dealt with by Lin Feng, forever vanished from this world.

Heavens! Lin Feng really killed three of the world’s top ten! It’s unimaginable to think what level of master he must be!

There’s no need to mention Lin Feng, even the owners of those three knives are practically mythical figures to me. I actually challenged Lin Feng earlier today; I was practically a fool courting death, as if asking for trouble. Thankfully, Lin Feng didn’t hold it against me. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t even know how I died.

Looking at Lin Feng, who was still casually playing the game, Wang Meng didn’t know how to express the shock in his heart. Lin Feng was really too young, only in his early twenties, and the owners of those three knives had been famous for nearly a decade. To kill them seemed harder than reaching the heavens, and countless people who desired their lives ended up dying by their hands instead. Their experience in killing was beyond ordinary people’s imagination. Under such circumstances, to be able to execute the owners of those three knives, it is a concept that anyone could understand even with their toes.

Fortunately, Lin Feng had an easy-going nature. If he were of a violent disposition, perhaps he would have already wreaked havoc, creating a massive bloodbath. Once such a high-level person makes a move, it is a nightmare for all enemies. This is the true pinnacle of a master, which is the goal I aspire to.

"Mr. Lin, here is your knife back," Wang Meng said, as he handed the legendary ’DEATH’ to Lin Feng with both hands. With Lin Feng’s absolute strength, he deserved this level of respect.

"I’m giving this knife to you; I have many more like this." Lin Feng said casually without reaching out to take it, continuing to play his game.

What! Lin Feng is giving me the ’DEATH’ knife?

Upon hearing Lin Feng say this, Wang Meng could hardly believe his ears. This was the ’DEATH’ from the civilized world, not like his couple of broken knives; even those were nearly a million each in cost. The world-renowned ’DEATH’—how much must it be worth? At least several million, and he just casually gave it to me?

He has many more military knives like that? Just how many such experts has Lin Feng killed? Don’t tell me that all those missing from the top hundred are his doing! Wang Meng could no longer contain himself; his eyes fixed intently on Lin Feng, hoping to discern whether Lin Feng’s words were true or false, yet he still couldn’t read any expression on Lin Feng’s face.

"I didn’t hear you wrong, did I? You’re really giving it to me?" Wang Meng really couldn’t believe it, that Lin Feng would just give such a valuable knife to him. He asked again, proactively. Such a matter had to be clarified; it would be terrible if there were any misunderstandings.

"You heard right; it’s a gift for you." Lin Feng understood Wang Meng’s reaction and added the confirmation, so Wang Meng could feel at ease putting the knife away.

Really! It’s really given to me!

Wang Meng immediately took the knife into his hands, touching and wiping it over and over, extremely delighted. Just as a beauty loves a hero, special forces cherished their military knives the most. To have an indestructible knife was everyone’s dream, so suddenly receiving this legendary ’DEATH’ left him at a loss for how to express his feelings.

After toying with the ’DEATH’ for a while, Wang Meng’s heart settled a bit. Looking at Lin Feng still engrossed in his game, he was full of admiration. It’s no wonder Lin Feng had achieved so much; nothing from the outside could disturb him when he engaged in any activity. This state of mind was essential for a master. In this regard, he truly fell short compared to Lin Feng—masters were not masters by chance. After he left, he would need to strengthen his own state of mind; otherwise, he wouldn’t grow.

Freely giving away a ’DEATH’ worth millions to a stranger was something probably only Lin Feng could do. If it were anyone else, it would be impossible—an object of everyone’s dreams, not a common cabbage on the market!

"Thank you. If there’s ever a need for me, Wang Meng, I won’t shirk my duty!" Now that he knew the answer and Lin Feng had given him the knife, it was time for him to leave. With that in mind, Wang Meng pulled out one of his business cards, of which he only had ten and now only six remained. He earnestly handed it to Lin Feng. These cards were reserved for people of great importance and gratitude.

"Your external skills have reached their limit. If you seek better development, I think you might try cultivating both internal and external skills. Finding a book on internal martial arts shouldn’t be too difficult for you," Lin Feng casually took Wang Meng’s business card and placed it on the table, then, while looking at Wang Meng, offered him the most crucial piece of advice. He had already spotted during the day that Wang Meng was purely an external martial arts master and had now reached the physical limit. If he didn’t transition, he would remain at his current level. Moreover, with his physique, it seemed like internal cultivation would suit him better; he had significant potential, so Lin Feng gave him this advice.

"I cannot thank you enough for your great kindness. I, Wang Meng, will never forget it." Wang Meng had an epiphany upon hearing Lin Feng’s words. He realized why he hadn’t progressed in so many years. Being a bodyguard was one reason, but even when not working as one, he had found no way to break through. The problem lay here. If only he had known sooner, he wouldn’t have wasted so many years. His breakthrough was hopeful!

With that thought, Wang Meng bowed deeply to Lin Feng, then walked out of Lin Feng’s room.

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The exchange meeting at Yuegang University finally came to an end. Ding Wan’er, leading the Yuegang University delegation, was also ready to return home. They had just exchanged their boarding passes and were sitting in the airport shuttle bus about to board the plane when a luxurious stretch limousine suddenly appeared and stopped them.

Ding Wan’er, seeing her shuttle bus intercepted by the luxurious limousine, was confused, wondering why this vehicle was doing so. Anyone driving inside the airport was sure to be a person of privilege. Yet they were all returning to Tianhai and had not caused any trouble in Yuegang; why were they being stopped?

Leng Mei looked at the luxurious stretch limo and felt something was odd. Why stop our shuttle? Could something have happened? It seemed impossible; all members of the exchange group had been together these days, and there was no chance something could go wrong. So why stop us? There seemed to be no reason for it.

Lin Feng frowned slightly; that limousine had clearly stopped the shuttle, obviously intending to prevent them from boarding the plane. It was strange since there seemed to be no apparent reason for someone to block Yingbo University’s people from boarding.