1343: Damn, is this such a fancy thing?

As they approached the Black Forest, the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate.

Walking all the way here, it had been several hours, and they hadn't seen any other mercenaries passing by.

"Let's stop here."

Catching a glimpse of the continuous forest silhouette in the distance, Wang Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Very well, Master, do you need a tent set up?"

Shen Yu looked over with anticipation, ready to set up a resting camp the moment Wang Chen nodded.

"No need. Some guys have run out of patience; we'll be able to continue on our way soon."

Wang Chen shook his head, ignoring the inexplicably excited Shen Yu, and turned to look behind him: "Are you not coming out yet?"

"Someone is following us?"

Shen Yu was stunned upon hearing this, then looked behind her in confusion, but the area before her was empty; there was nothing there except for the desolate scenery.

However, her expression became grave; after all, for her, the Master's words could never be wrong.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Soon, Shen Yu saw four black dots appear in the distance, growing larger and larger, reaching them in just a few breaths.

"You actually discovered us? And you're not running, daring to stop and wait right here?"

Iron Wolf Wu Jinghui steadied his stance and frowned as he looked at the opposite side.

Shen Yu on the other side could be ignored, but that native pretty boy had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, showing not the slightest bit of fear.

This made Wu Jinghui inexplicably feel as if he and his group had delivered themselves to their doorstep.

But this feeling was quickly erased from his heart. The native pretty boy before him looked full of vitality, but he was too young—at most in his early twenties—so it would be amazing if he had reached the Third Stage.

"Run? Why would I run?" Wang Chen shrugged, saying in a relaxed tone, "I've given you plenty of time along the way, but you guys couldn't seize it at all."

"Hmm?" Wu Jinghui was somewhat surprised and suspicious upon hearing this; he never expected that he and his group had been discovered so long ago.

"Playing tricks!" Liu Ying, who was on the side, sneered, looking at Wang Chen with a playful expression: "Little handsome, stop trying to bluff here. Even if you and Shen Yu were tied together, it would be impossible to discover us early!"

"Liu Ying, you bitch!" Seeing Liu Ying speak, Shen Yu gritted her teeth and cursed angrily.

"Master, that big guy is Wu Jinghui, the vice-captain of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group. He has the strength of the Fourth Stage Middle Stage, and the two next to him are Fourth Stage Early Stage."

"I'll hold them off, Master, you go quickly!" Shen Yu shielded Wang Chen behind her, her face filled with determination.

"Go watch the show from the side." But Wang Chen immediately hauled Shen Yu to the side.

On the other side. "What? Master?!" The aggressive Wu Jinghui and his four companions were all stunned upon hearing this.

Among them, Liu Ying couldn't help but touch her ears, doubting if she had misheard. Master? Loyal dog? Damn! You guys play like that?

She looked at Shen Yu, who had been hauled to the side and looked aggrieved, and suddenly didn't dare to recognize her. Was this still her good sister from before?

On the other side, after Wu Jinghui finished being stunned, anger surged in his heart, and he was about to explode with rage. Damn it! My boss chased you and you ignored him, but you turn around and call this native pretty boy Master?

"Fuck! Break this pretty boy's limbs; I'm going to skin him alive today!"

With a roar from Wu Jinghui, one of the two subordinate mercenaries standing beside him suddenly flicked his sleeve. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Four streaks of silver light shot out like ribbons, aiming directly at Wang Chen's limbs, clearly intending to execute Wu Jinghui's order without compromise.

Upon closer observation, one could see that the silver light consisted of four cicada-wing-thin throwing knives, their blades incredibly sharp, leaving white trails in the air as they glided through it.

The subordinate mercenary who attacked was someone Wu Jinghui had spent a lot of effort to subdue. His throwing knife technique was superb, having once severely injured a Fourth Stage Middle Stage expert by surprise.

In Wu Jinghui's view, once his subordinate mercenary made a move, the native pretty boy on the other side could prepare to meet his fate of falling into Hell.

But... Bang, bang, bang, bang! Suddenly, four soft muffled sounds rang out. It turned out that after the four throwing knives flew in front of Wang Chen, they seemed to fall into a swamp, their speed instantly changing from extremely fast to extremely slow, and then, in the blink of an eye, they were pinched in Wang Chen's hand.

"This..." Seeing this scene, the subordinate mercenary who had attacked saw his pupils shrink, his expression horrified to the extreme.

Clearly, he had never expected that his attack would be neutralized so nonchalantly. Although his throwing knife technique had greater power when used in a surprise attack, even when used head-on, it wasn't something just anyone could easily catch.

And the three people beside Wu Jinghui also showed shock in their eyes. This native pretty boy actually caught the throwing knives so easily?

Especially Liu Ying, whose eyes were wide open, looking as if she had seen a ghost. Given her strength, she hadn't even been able to see clearly how the four throwing knives were thrown just now, nor had she seen their flight trajectory.

This meant that if she were to face these four throwing knives, she wouldn't even be able to react before being instantly killed in a single encounter.

Yet this young man, whom she had regarded as a pretty boy, had caught them with ease! At this moment, Liu Ying felt her heart almost stop beating. Was it possible that she had been jumping around like a clown in front of a powerhouse she couldn't afford to provoke all this time?

"Why did you bring this kind of thing out? To amuse children?" Wang Chen pinched the throwing knives made of unknown metal, and with a slight exertion of force, balled them up, tossing them casually onto the ground.

This scene made Wu Jinghui's eyelids twitch wildly. "Attack together, this guy is definitely a Fourth Stage!"

But the next second, he let out a loud roar, his already tall body growing another third taller, his wide cloak bursting apart, revealing muscles that looked like they were cast from steel.

Boom! Wu Jinghui stomped his foot on the ground; as dirt flew everywhere, a deep pit with a diameter of five meters suddenly appeared, and his body flew out like a cannonball, charging straight towards Wang Chen.

Boom, boom, boom!! The extreme speed brought about by the powerful force pushing him made him truly like a cannonball at this moment, leaving a violent roaring sound in the air. Almost as soon as he took a step, he was already right in front of Wang Chen.

As he got closer, Wu Jinghui's fist, comparable in size to a ball, carrying a terrifying Aura, smashed heavily towards Wang Chen's head.

"Rock Fist!" As he threw the punch, the surging power shook the space, and under the convergence of the power of heaven and earth, his entire arm, along with his fist, took on a diamond-like luster at this moment.

And Wu Jinghui himself seemed to have become the Incarnation of a hundred-meter giant at this moment, a fierce Mental Energy arriving even before the falling fist, charging straight into Wang Chen's mental sea.

"Fancy but useless!" But Wang Chen showed a sneer on his face at this; he didn't move his feet, simply meeting it with a punch. At the same time, in everyone's eyes, a brilliant Divine Power began to flash on his body.