Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Chapter 65 Why are you blocking the entrance to your newbie village with bosses?

Chen Feng flipped the lion king over and found an ancient book.

"I don't understand it, I don't understand it at all."

The inexplicable drawing above left Chen Feng completely baffled, but fortunately, he didn't need to understand it; the system could.

A new training plan has been detected.

[After improvements, this technique has now been added to the Wind Control Technique (Modified) package.]

【Ghostly Wails and Divine Howls (Not yet learned): Wind Howl Technique, Dragon Roar and Lion's Roar, a voice as loud as a bell, earth-shattering】

[Requirements for this exercise: Must have vocal organs]

This is great stuff. With this, no matter how many small fry come, one roar will take them all down.

While he was happy, Chen Feng noticed something amiss.

Wind Control Technique, Lion's Roar Skill.

The ancestors of the Old Wolf King and the Lion King must have been incredibly powerful to be able to create so many magical techniques.

Based on current information, monsters have no lifespan limit, and the longer they live, the more powerful they become.

So here's the question: if they don't die of old age, where did these ancestors go?

First, their ancestors are still alive, and they are now at the ten-thousand-year level. Chen Feng killed their juniors, and soon it will be like a cultivation novel where the young are beaten and the old ones come.

Second, their ancestors were instantly killed by something even more outrageous.

Neither of these is good news.

But it doesn't matter. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. If we encounter danger, the system will step in.

Instead of worrying about that, it's better to quickly complete the daily check-in tasks and improve your strength.

Chen Feng led Erlang to the cave entrance.

Just as the Lion King said, there was a golden talisman on the two tightly closed stone doors. It was a huge lotus seat, but the lotus seat was not as delicate and neat as geometric shapes. Instead, it was a bit messy.

If the Lion King were still alive at this moment, witnessing this scene, he would surely exclaim, "So the Tiger King was right when he said he believed in Buddhism?"

Chen Feng touched the door and was immediately bounced back by a golden light.

"No way, the person's dead, but the magic is still there?"

Chen Feng tried all his attacks—wall-bursting power, wind blade technique—but the stone gate remained unmoved.

Since a direct approach won't work, let's try a breakthrough from above.

Chen Feng summoned a demonic wind, which swept up Erlang and prepared to fly out from the courtyard. However, he was hit by a golden light halfway through the flight and fell face-first into the mud.

No, there's a barrier above too.

broken.

Are we going to be trapped here and die?

Just as Chen Feng was at his wit's end, someone suddenly said, "There's no need to try. This barrier is the work of Cihang Bodhisattva. With your level, even if you cultivate for another ten thousand years, it will be useless if you don't know the method."

Who?

Chen Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw that a dwarf had appeared in the courtyard at some point. It was very short, only half the height of a human, but it looked very old. It was not only withered, but also had a face full of wrinkles.

Where did this person come from? I didn't even react at all?

Chen Feng, unsure whether the other person was friend or foe, cautiously asked, "And you are?"

The short old man said in a hoarse voice, "No rush, let's deal with this barrier first."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand.

A scream rang out from afar, and the old man had somehow managed to bring Lady Tiger, who was originally in the inner courtyard, to him from a distance.

"This is the weak point of the barrier."

"You shameless woman, you didn't even realize you'd been corrupted."

After saying that, the short old man made a pinching gesture.

Then there was a loud bang, and Madam Tiger exploded into a pool of blood.

The husky clung tightly to Chen Feng's leg, saying uneasily, "Brother, he smells dangerous."

Chen Feng then asked, "Dead?"

"Of course not."

The short old man pointed to the ground, and to Chen Feng's astonishment, the pieces of flesh on the ground wriggled, combined, and coalesced into a statue of a bodhisattva made of flesh and blood, with closed eyes and a half-smile!

"Would you like to exchange a few blows with it? But remember, don't let your physical body touch it, or even a god couldn't save you."

"it is good."

Use the wind as your blade!

Chen Feng fired several wind blades, which struck the flesh-and-blood monster and shredded it to pieces.

The old man sighed, "The wolf clan elder who created the Wind Control Technique could unleash at least a thousand wind blades with a single strike. But each generation was weaker than the last, and by the time it reached that useless old wolf king, he could only fire one."

"And now, in your hands, the Wind Control Technique has regained some of its former glory. Not bad, not bad."

It's not bad, but it's still not good.

Before long, the fleshy monster reassembled and returned to its original form.

"Unkillable?" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask, "Is this the Bodhisattva Cihang?"

"If only that were true. This is just a drop of Cihang's blood, not even one ten-thousandth, one hundred-thousandth, or one millionth of his strength."

The old man waved his hand, and a flame wrapped around the flesh-and-blood monster: "Only by turning it to ashes can we prevent its resurrection."

As the flesh-and-blood monster died, Chen Feng heard a sound similar to shattering glass. If he wasn't mistaken, the barrier should have disappeared by now. "Thank you, sir. May I ask your name and address, senior? I will definitely pay you a visit to express my gratitude in the future."

The short old man chuckled, "No problem, no problem, but in Cihang City, you can't just reveal your real name. Otherwise, some guys can kill people just by their names, which is terrifying."

Having dealt with nurses before, Chen Feng nodded in agreement: "Then what should we do?"

"Use nicknames."

"What's your nickname, senior?"

"As the saying goes, the more you lack something, the more you want it. You see, I'm so short, and I'm very self-conscious about it, so I got the nickname 'Big.' And then there's the fact that I'm a monster."

"So, a great demon?"

Deng Deng Deng!

An overwhelming sense of oppression washed over me.

Chen Feng's mind suddenly went blank.

A powerful demon? Isn't that the final boss of Zootopia?

According to the usual formula, shouldn't the final boss stay at home and wait for the protagonist to finish leveling up before making a move?

Why are they suddenly blocking the entrance to the newbie village?

The great demon stared at Chen Feng with his turbid yellow eyes and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not avenging this tiger. This traitorous thing actually colluded with that vile woman from the Cihang Sect, disobeyed my orders, and killed each other. It deserves to die."

"I came here specifically for you."

"Yesterday, I received the old wolf king's soul and interrogated him. I became curious: even if the old wolf king's level was not good, he still had three hundred years of cultivation. How could he have been killed by his subordinates?"

"Of course, while the probability of the old wolf king's mishap is small, it's not impossible."

"But now, the Tiger King, who has cultivated for a thousand years, was killed by you with a single punch. This is very wrong."

"With your level of skill, even if you have extraordinary talent, it's impossible for you to turn the tide and kill someone with a thousand years of cultivation, let alone kill the Tiger King head-on using physical means."

"Then there's only one possibility. Let me guess, you're not Dalang, are you?"

The great demon's words made Chen Feng break out in a cold sweat.

"Fortune favors the bold, damn it, let's do it!"

Chen Feng instantly switched to combat mode.

S.A.W.S., experience cheat, one-hit kill, activate!

In a world of stillness, Chen Feng unleashed a deadly punch.

But the great demon suddenly appeared behind Chen Feng and transmitted his voice, saying, "Your speed has suddenly increased a lot. It's really terrifying."

Who's really scary?

At four times the speed, it can appear behind you in a second.

Chen Feng knew that he couldn't land his punch no matter what.

But then, the great demon suddenly appeared in front of Chen Feng: "Since you are so confident that you can kill me, then I will take this and make you give up."

boom!

As his fist touched the opponent's body, the system's notification completely stunned Chen Feng.

The two sides are 999 times weaker, making an instant kill impossible.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine times?

Unable to kill instantly?

Chen Feng had seen many numerical monsters, but those numerical monsters were all called Great Demon Numerical Monsters.

This is the ultimate value.

The great demon suddenly took a step back, his expression one of surprise: "No wonder the tiger couldn't stop it. It's not its fault. You really are something."

"Then I'm even more curious about your secret."

"But don't tell me the answer; I prefer to find the answer myself."

With that, the great demon waved his hand.

In an instant, dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sun.

Accompanied by an oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe, a long banner, hundreds of feet tall and shrouded in black gas, descended from the sky.

So here's the question.

What exactly is that flag with black smoke billowing out, covered with a bunch of wronged souls?

Chen Feng's lips twitched: "Ten Thousand! Souls! Banner!"