Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 288 - 180 Star Pattern

Chapter 288: 180 Star Pattern

"Ah~"

The man in black and with a masked face cried out in agony as the smaller half of his right palm burst open, gushing blood.

He stared intently at Fang Zhixing, his eyes filled with indescribable shock and astonishment, looking utterly incredulous.

"Eh, is this the Flying Eagle Claw?"

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You are from the Flying Eagle Sect!"

The man in black responded in a deep voice, "Exactly, I am indeed a man of the Flying Eagle Sect!"

As he spoke, a cold murderous intent surged once again in his eyes as his left hand reached towards his back waist, drawing out a Crescent Moon Curved Blade with incredible swiftness.

Fang Zhixing scoffed and, with a flicker of his form, suddenly rushed up close to the man in black, attacking with punches and kicks.

Bang!

Bang!

The man in black gasped in pain. Fang Zhixing’s speed was too fast, and his attacks were unrelenting, overwhelming him.

In haste, he raised his left arm across his chest to block a Straight Punch from Fang Zhixing.

Then, he lifted his right leg to block a heavy Whip Kick from Fang Zhixing.

The enormous force, fierce and unstoppable, caused the man in black to wobble and stagger back repeatedly.

Fang Zhixing then stopped again, looking amusedly at the man in black.

"You..."

The man in black was utterly breathless, feeling the muscles at the hit spots uncontrollably and swiftly expanding, then, like foam, bursting from the inside out.

Boom~

His left forearm muscles burst open, spattering blood and flesh, making a blurred mess.

It was even more severe on his right leg, as the thigh that got hit also suddenly exploded, scattering all the flesh and leaving the white bones visible.

Wherever Fang Zhixing struck, it burst.

This was simply...

The man in black experienced excruciating pain, slumping down on the steps, breathing heavily like an ox, overwhelmed by terror, his eyes swallowed by endless fear.

If his mask had fallen off, he would have shown an expression akin to seeing a ghost.

Fang Zhixing spoke indifferently with his hands behind his back, "You are in the late stage of the Four Beasts Realm, certainly not a nobody, state your name."

The man in black hesitated slightly, casting a glance towards the bamboo forest, behind the archway.

Soon, realizing that escape was impossible, his eyes filled only with despair, he slowly pulled down his mask.

In a moment, a middle-aged face appeared, with dark skin and a beard hanging down to his neck, looking to be in his fifties.

The middle-aged man, pale-faced, replied, "I am Feng Jianping, an elder from the Flying Eagle Sect. The four men you killed, including He Shiyou, were all my disciples."

Fang Zhixing’s mind stirred, he asked in a solemn voice, "How did you find me?"

"It wasn’t me who found you."

Feng Jianping shook his head and responded, "The Flying Eagle Sect serves the Court, under the Inspection Bureau, currently taking orders from Director Tian."

Tian Heyi!!

Fang Zhixing realized and clicked his tongue, "So, it was Director Tian who provided you with the information."

Feng Jianping nodded, "Director Tian ordered me to kill you, saying you are one of the Luo Family’s secretly nurtured henchmen, a threat that must be eliminated!"

As he said this, he sighed, "Originally, Director Tian had arranged for someone else to kill you, but when I found out that you might be the murderer who killed He Shiyou and the others, I couldn’t resist taking on the mission myself, vowing to avenge them, alas, I capsized in the moat today."

He looked up at Fang Zhixing, his expression filled with extreme shock, expressing, "We all miscalculated, severely underestimating your strength."

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth up.

Indeed, with his current strength, he could probably defeat even a master at the Perfection level of the Five Beasts Realm, let alone someone at the late stage of Four Beasts Realm.

To say that Feng Jianping came to kill Fang Zhixing was more like he came to deliver himself to death.

"Unless someone from the Nine Ox Realm personally arrives, killing me won’t be easy."

Fang Zhixing grinned confidently.

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing’s gaze fell upon the Crescent Moon Curved Blade. The blade shimmered with silver light, exuding a chilling presence, appearing to be of extraordinary quality.

Fang Zhixing instantly picked it up, his expression changing.

"What a heavy blade!"

Fang Zhixing tested its feel, sensing its weight of over five thousand jin, feeling hefty.

[Third Level Low Grade Crescent Moon Curved Blade: Length 164 cm, Width 13 cm, Weight 3217 kg]

Fang Zhixing paused in his breathing, astounded, "How do you have a third-level weapon, is the Flying Eagle Sect this wealthy?"

Feng Jianping gave a bitter smile, "This blade is named ’Silver Moon’, the treasure of our sect. The Sect Leader treats me like a brother, and he lent the Silver Moon Saber to me. It’s a pity that I was careless and underestimated you, not even managing to draw the blade before you defeated me."

Fang Zhixing understood, raising his hand to touch the cold Crescent Moon Curved Blade, soon noticing the peculiar patterns on the blade, resembling stars, stunningly beautiful.

His eyes suddenly sparkled with curiosity, "Could it be, this Silver Moon Saber is forged from the third-level material ’Star Pattern Iron’?"

Feng Jianping nodded, "Good eye. It’s surprising that you know about forging. My Flying Eagle Sect once made notable contributions to the Inspection Bureau, and as a major reward, we were given a piece of ’Star Pattern Iron’, which was then forged into this Silver Moon Saber."

Fang Zhixing scrutinized it for a while, regretfully saying, "It’s a pity, the Forging Master who was responsible for crafting the blade didn’t make good use of this Star Pattern Iron, otherwise, the grade of this Silver Moon Saber would definitely not be just third level low grade."

He grabbed the handle, casually swinging the blade a couple of times.

Whoo Whoo!

A series of visible ripples emerged in the air, the chill pointed and threatening all around, the sharpness incomparable.

However, due to the Crescent Moon Curved Blade’s unique shape, Fang Zhixing, using this type of blade for the first time, found it quite awkward to handle.