Yi Feng was utterly speechless.
It seemed that every move he made now could cause a sensation.
Fine.
He might as well clarify things quickly.
He found a spot right in the middle and raised his head, clearing his throat before speaking out loud.
"Everyone."
"Let me clarify something: I came here today not for any kind of sparring match, because I have absolutely no interest in such a thing."
"And even if I did have interest, I wouldn't spar with an Eighth-Rank Formation Master like this."
"Because I'm just a complete idiot who doesn't understand formations at all."
"I'm here today specifically to address this matter. The so-called title of Eighth-Rank Formation Master that's been attributed to me is purely a fabrication concocted by everyone. I'm really just a little rookie who doesn't understand formations. Whether you believe it or not, accept it or not, that's the truth."
"Alright, I'm leaving. You all do as you please."
As soon as Yi Feng finished speaking, everyone present was left in a daze.
Including Li Yinglian himself, who furrowed his brows tightly.
Even the two figures in the sky were utterly baffled.
First, let's not even get into whether you understand formations or not.
The key point is, if you're not here for a sparring match, why did you walk into Li Yinglian's Demon-Slaying Formation?
Doesn't that mean you have to spar whether you want to or not?
But just as everyone was puzzled, someone in the crowd suddenly let out a loud scream.
Following this scream, everyone present turned their gazes towards Yi Feng.
And with that one glance, everyone's jaws dropped in unison, their eyes wide like those of a bull.
Li Yinglian himself also felt his legs go weak and nearly collapsed to the ground.
As for Elder Bing in the sky, he was even worse—he nearly fell from midair, and in his shock, he yanked out a big clump of his beard.
Because everyone saw that after speaking, Yi Feng simply turned around and walked out of the formation.
Yes.
He just walked out of the formation like it was nothing.
Not only did he not exert any effort, but he even yawned with a deadpan expression.
At this moment, the entire venue fell silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They were all so stunned that they felt like fishbones were stuck in their throats, unable to speak for a long time.
The place was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
The sound of wind and sand blowing, the gentle breeze rustling the leaves, and the faint noise of leaves brushing against the ground—all these subtle sounds became startlingly clear.
A Demon-Slaying Formation like this, if anyone other than an Eighth-Rank Formation Master walked into it, it would be a sure death sentence. Yet Yi Feng walked in and out in the blink of an eye, as easily as someone buying vegetables at a market, and then claimed he was a formation idiot who didn't understand formations?
Is that what a formation idiot looks like?
Is that what not understanding formations means?
If that's the case, then the people here, including themselves, not only don't understand formations, they're not even worthy of being called human.
Li Yinglian, drenched in cold sweat, stood there with his head bowed, looking like a clown.
He had anticipated that Yi Feng might be really powerful.
He even considered the possibility that Yi Feng could walk out of his formation within three days.
But he had never imagined the scenario where Yi Feng walked in one moment and out the next.
Such a scene, he didn't even dare to imagine!
Yet it happened right before his eyes, and he had no choice but to believe it.
He wore a sarcastic smile, a self-mockery.
He wished he could find a crack in the ground and immediately dive into it.
Because from the casual ease with which Yi Feng walked out of the formation, it was clear that the two were not on the same level at all.
And the reason Yi Feng said he had no interest in the sparring match wasn't because he didn't understand formations, but because he genuinely had no interest.
Imagine a mighty lion living in peace.
One day, an ant sets up an arena in front of other ants, challenging the lion to a fight. What interest could the lion possibly have?
Being able to show up at the scene was already the lion's greatest respect for the ants.
Li Yinglian's head bowed lower and lower.
He couldn't even muster a shred of unwillingness or discontent towards his own defeat, not even a hint of resentment, because the gap was simply too vast.
It was vast enough to make him despair, to make him feel powerless.
Yi Feng had given him a profound lesson.
It was a lesson that truly humbled him, a lesson that taught him what it means that there's always someone better out there, that the sky is higher than the heavens.
In the sky, Elder Bing was still trembling, his appearance resembling a heart attack.
"Elder Bing, calm down! Calm down!"
The man next to him supported him, carefully asking.
"Ninth-Rank, this is at least a Ninth-Rank Formation Master."
"And not just any beginner Ninth-Rank, but one who has truly mastered the art of formations!"
Elder Bing clutched his chest, trembling as he exclaimed.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
