The black fog enveloped the sky above, as if it never dispersed.
Chen Feng stood a hundred meters outside the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, standing above a high-rise building, dressed in black, quietly looking down.
Behind him, the Red Tiger Illusion quietly emerged, reentering the Dream Realm after several days.
"I wonder, how much of a gap there is between me now and those at the Golden Steel Level and Grandmasters."
His gaze intensified, wishing to test himself.
A display panel emerged in front of him, showing his four-dimensional attributes after the breakthrough of his True Intent.
[Strength: 24.5→27.0]
[Constitution: 31.3→33.8]
A total of a 10-point attribute enhancement, especially in Will where the breakthrough was greatest.
This was also the reason why he could summon the Holy Shield Giant for five minutes.
Suddenly, as if sensing his gaze and malice.
A piercing shriek erupted from within the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.
A huge Flying Eagle with a wingspan of ten meters soared into the air, its vertical pupils glaring down coldly and ferociously.
The wind behind him kept picking up; these were four other Flying Eagles, about a third smaller, with black feathers as deep and solid as steel.
A sharp whistling sound erupted as Chen Feng’s Green Armor Unicorn branding on the back of his hand suddenly flashed.
The dark green Single Horn stood tall, with the Glass Steel eyes glowing crimson.
Chen Feng’s arms swelled, gripping onto the dark gold sharp beak that stabbed at him.
A surge of brute force hit him, and even with his Green Armor doubled, bringing his Strength to the threshold of thirty tons,
He still felt it was extremely arduous.
Cracks appeared in the ceiling of the high-rise, followed by caving in and shattering.
His feet sank with his center of gravity, about to lose balance.
Behind him, the Blood Pattern Wings suddenly appeared, flapping briefly.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng hovered in mid-air.
His arms were slightly numb. Looking down at the huge Flying Eagle flapping its wings and coming at him again,
He had a grave expression, roughly understanding the gap between them.
Forty tons, that was the force of the opponent’s last strike.
Plus, he wasn’t sure whether the opponent had other supernatural powers like the Black Wolf King he had killed before.
At once, without waiting for him to recover, the Flying Eagle creature flapped its wings harshly, soaring towards the heavens.
The creature’s massive claws were as sharp and solid as Golden Steel, shredding the air, leaving trails of white mist.
The mighty force approached, the Green Armor shell, nearly at the Golden Steel Level, was struck with three large gashes by the eagle’s claws.
They were so deep as if they were about to penetrate the next second.
Understanding roughly the gap between them, Chen Feng didn’t waste any more Physical Strength and time.
The Blood Pattern Wings flapped again, retreating with a flash to widen the gap.
A mixture of golden light and ash color suddenly appeared in front of him, a six-meter-tall figure like a massive wall.
The pursuing Flying Eagle was blocked, bursting with a muffled noise, and white mist arose.
The strong gust of wind caused the surrounding buildings to shake and the windows to rattle incessantly.
The size of the Holy Shield Giant didn’t affect the burst of strength, but under the principle that bigger means stronger, Chen Feng could feel that the Giant didn’t like being deliberately made smaller.
Immediately after, in the instant confrontation between ash and black,
The Giant’s right fist clenched tight, with the air making an unpleasant crick-crack sound.
Like a dragon emerging with fury, a punch solidified the surrounding air.
At the moment of the roaring outbreak, the Flying Eagle in the fist.
The black giant eagle staggered in mid-air, retreating several meters, with a powerful gust of wind rolling on either side like a cone.
But stubbornly, the creature’s body was equally formidable, with black feathers and flesh comparable to Golden Steel Level metals, virtually undamaged.
Moreover, the underlings of Flying Eagles noticed something was wrong and quickly started flapping their wings, attempting to assist.
However, the next second.
Following Chen Feng’s command, the Holy Shield Giant Statue moved forward abruptly, stretching out arms sturdy as building beams.
Giant Stone Wings flapped, unleashing a tempest.
In the blink of an eye, the Holy Shield Giant and the huge Flying Eagle left the spot, shooting straight up into the sky.
Seeing this, the other four Flying Eagles hesitated momentarily.
The crimson Glass Steel eyes met the vertical pupils of the eagle’s eyes for half a second.
Chen Feng shook his slightly numb arms and vanished instantly.
A Flying Eagle creature was hit in the chest, exploding into a bloody hole.
Thirty tons of strength was akin to the threshold of the Golden Steel Level Transformed Person, and by the standards of the Dream World, it was close to Fourth Rank.
Even though these several Flying Eagles were formidable, Chen Feng blasted a direct path towards the Extreme Martial Hall in just a few breaths.
A furious scream came from the high fog, and Chen Feng could hear the icy murderous intent of the Flying Eagle leader.
Looking down, the carcasses of four black Flying Eagles lay bleeding profusely; he no longer delayed, swiftly flapping his Blood Wings to enter the Martial Arts Hall.
He absorbed a number of Breakthrough Light Groups, nine in total.
Besides that, he also obtained the long-awaited Incomplete Iron Book.
Another piercing shriek sounded from mid-air, and through the shared vision, the huge Flying Eagle turned out to have burst with brute strength, breaking free from the Holy Shield Giant’s restraints.
Some of the black feathers dislodged from its body, hovering around.
A chill rose, and Chen Feng quickly flapped his Blood Wings to leave the spot.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
The sound of slicing through the air was sharply irritating as if bombarded by cannon fire.
The ground shook, the Martial Arts Hall’s structure shattered and collapsed, with glass windows and walls exploding into fragments.
In just a moment, watching the dust rising, Chen Feng inwardly sighed with relief and kept flapping his Blood Wings to depart from the area.
A hundred meters, three hundred meters, one kilometer.
Until he felt a considerable drain on his physical strength and spirit, he hid in a residential building.
There he paused to extend his senses, dispersing the summons.