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Chapter 149 Knowing too much makes one's path unsteady.

The skinny monk was furious.

Who would have thought this kid would be so arrogant? He was, after all, a late-stage Bone Refinement expert, yet he was being looked down upon like this.

He increasingly felt that eliminating Ye Feng today was the right decision.

The atmosphere had been built up to this point, and the skinny monk immediately began to move his hands up and down rhythmically.

It looked as if his arms had transformed into two scythes.

The next second, he lunged forward like a praying mantis.

In the instant they were close, Ye Feng felt as if the air in front of him was being torn apart. He watched as the skinny monk's hands slashed down like knives, never expecting the explosive power of his kung fu to be so strong.

Even so, Ye Feng neither dodged nor flinched, but simply waved his hand casually.

That seemingly casual movement contained immense force, completely shattering the thin monk's attack in a short moment. Not only that, but the monk's body was also forced to retreat several steps.

hiss!

The skinny monk was shocked, and his expression changed.

Although I was already feeling a little regretful, there was no turning back now, so I could only grit my teeth and keep going.

He stumbled backward, forcibly regaining his balance.

Then, with a series of swings of his arms, like countless scythes falling down, a dense and impenetrable attack net was formed in front of Ye Feng in just a few breaths.

"Let's see if you die!" The skinny monk was furious and had already used the Praying Mantis Fist, which he had mastered for decades, to its fullest extent.

Available in the next second.

An unbelievable scene unfolded before his eyes.

Despite the seemingly inescapable attack and the seemingly inescapable trap, this kid always managed to find gaps in his attack and easily dodge them.

His eyes were filled with hatred, and his attacks became increasingly rapid, but he was still unable to achieve any results.

"Have you made a scene yet?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Feng seized the opportunity and gently pointed a finger at the skinny monk's brother-obsessed face!

puff!

The latter was dealt a heavy blow, his entire offensive collapsed, and he retreated continuously!

boom!

He slammed straight into the resident's wall, then slid to the ground, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He looked down at his chest, where Ye Feng had struck him with his finger, and there was now a bloody hole.

At this moment, fresh blood was trickling out!

The skinny monk struggled to raise his head and looked at the devilish-looking boy before him, only then realizing what he had missed.

That was a chance to live, and it slipped through our fingers.

"You... are incredible..."

The skinny monk lay on the ground, looking somewhat listless, a bitter smile on his face: "Did you start cultivating from the womb...? You're as strong as a monster..."

He had heard since childhood that there were geniuses in the world whose cultivation speed was several times, or even dozens of times, faster than that of ordinary people.

But he didn't believe it, thinking that diligence could make up for lack of talent, so he worked hard for decades and reached his current level, which even geniuses could not match.

Therefore, the skinny monk became even more convinced that there were no geniuses in the world, only diligent study and hard work.

But today... he finally realized that there are geniuses in this world, and the people he had seen before were just pseudo-geniuses.

Is it strong?

Ye Feng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Actually, you're just too weak, that's all."

The skinny monk was briefly stunned, then coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"I didn't want to argue with you, and I even kindly offered to let you leave, but you didn't cherish that opportunity."

"Now you can only die."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, a murderous glint in them. "Want to tell me who sent you?"

"If I speak up, will you give me a way out?"

The skinny monk had lost his previous swagger and was now somewhat listless, but a glimmer of hope still shone in his eyes.

"I'm not one to lie."

"You'll die whether you tell or not."

Ye Feng smiled slightly. These incredibly honest words made the skinny monk pause for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly as well.

As expected, the plots in TV dramas are all fake. The idea that revealing your background will get you spared by your employer simply doesn't exist in reality.

"I..."

"never mind!"

After struggling for a moment, the skinny monk finally chose to remain silent.

If you take someone's money to solve their problems, you can't expect your employer to bear the consequences if you're in trouble yourself, right?

"OK."

Ye Feng showed no emotional fluctuation; he simply reached out and covered the other person's head.

The powerful force caused his entire skull to deform continuously, making a series of cracking sounds.

"Can you... finally tell me what your cultivation level is? Even if I die, I will die without regrets."

The thin monk muttered to himself, the light in his eyes gradually fading.

But the doubts that filled his heart became his obsession.

What level of cultivation does someone possess who can so easily crush me?

Is he a master of the Strong Meridian Realm?

Or is he a Qi Gathering Realm expert?

Could it be an even stronger innate grandmaster than either of the two?

"Knowing too much will make you feel uneasy."

Click!

With a crisp sound, the light in the skinny monk's eyes vanished completely.

Ye Feng wiped his hands, got up and left the spot.

He didn't know who sent this guy, but it didn't matter; he'd find out eventually, so there was no need to rush.

He didn't return home last night, so he should go back to the Shen family home today.

But perhaps because of the deepening relationship between him and Wei Na, and the stark contrast with Shen Luoyi's situation, the last remaining thought of going back vanished.

"Aunt Qin, I have some things to take care of, so I won't be going back yet."

After sending a message to Qin Yao, Ye Feng turned around and went to Dazehu Manor.

.....

Lakeside at the manor.

The surrounding area is lush with vegetation and has a beautiful environment.

It's no exaggeration to say that none of the weeds are growing in vain; they all have their own uses.

On the lakeside, a beautiful figure stood, gazing thoughtfully at the shimmering surface of the lake. Clearly, Ye Feng's departure that day had left a deep impression on her.

"That's really amazing... someone can walk on water as if it were flat ground."

Jiang Yingying murmured to herself, still feeling a lingering sense of shock.

Her high level of education made her believe in science, but what she saw with her own eyes was hard to explain. Could it be that there really are martial arts masters in this world, and even light-body skills?

She couldn't figure it out, but a vague impulse was stirring within her.

if...

If I could be like the head of the family, wouldn't I be able to...?

Whoosh!

Just then, I heard the sound of wind and waves.

She looked up in surprise and saw a huge white wave appear on the calm lake surface once again. Upon closer inspection, she could see a figure running on the lake.

Looking at the direction the other person was heading, it was clear that it was their own location.

Jiang Yingying subconsciously took a few steps back, and in just a few breaths, the figure was already in front of her.

Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise as she scrutinized the other person, finding no trace of water on their clothes. She immediately bowed in greeting.

"Welcome home, Master."