Chapter 95: Flying Dagger!
Chapter 95: Flying Dagger!
Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu
The group of tomb raiders had no choice but to give up all thoughts of dissuading Han Dan as they looked at his resolute expression. Instead, they turned their hateful eyes towards Bei Feng.
Bei Feng was slightly taken aback, but immediately laughed aloud, as he marveled at the stupidity of these robbers. "Are you trying to be funny with me? This cauldron is my property. Why the hell should I share half the profits with you?!"
"Kid, you'd better watch the way you speak!" He Jiawei looked at the mocking smile on Bei Feng's face and barked in rage.
Han Dan furrowed his brows for a moment before relaxing slightly. "You should know that such a large bronze artifact is considered a national treasure. Normal people are not allowed to possess or trade something like this. If news of this got out, do you think that you can face the consequences yourself?"
Han Dan continued after a slight pause. "We, on the other hand, are different. We have some connections and are able to find a good buyer for it! All the risks will be on us, and you don't have to do a single thing! You just need to sit at home and count the cash! What's there to be unhappy about it?"
"When did I ever say that I wanted to sell this cauldron?" Bei Feng laughed aloud in amusement.
A deathly silence followed as two faint silvery-white daggers as thin as a cicada's wings and as sharp as a surgeon's scalpel appeared in Pan Jin's hands.
"Shua, shua!"
Using a unique throwing method, he sent the two flying daggers shrieking through the air towards Bei Feng without hesitation!
"Hmph! Big Bro, what's the point of talking so much with this senseless kid? Wouldn't the matter be solved if we just knock him out?"
Pan Jin said complacently. Although those flying daggers were as thin as a cicada's wings, they were crafted with extremely sturdy materials! Furthermore, they were immersed in a powerful tranquilizing drug which was guaranteed to knock out any target with just a scratch! Although he didn't know how Bei Feng avoided the sleeping gas, he refused to believe that Bei Feng would be fine after being hit by the flying daggers!
Han Dan furrowed his brows, but did not do anything to stop Pan Jin. He too felt that Bei Feng was too insatiably greedy. It was obvious that all this was just an attempt to get a larger share of the profits!
The flying daggers were so fast they were akin to a bolt of lightning. One was aimed at Bei Feng's right arm and the other at his thigh. Both were not vital areas.
Pan Jin knew that there was no longer any suspense at this point. From such a close distance, even though he had not used his full strength to throw the daggers, it was still not something that a regular person could dodge.
"How is this possible?!"
"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
Pan Jin who had already turned his back on Bei Feng felt exceptionally smug deep in his heart. These people were obviously impressed with his skills! Could it be that his throwing technique had produced better results than usual?
But as he turned around, Pan Jin was transfixed like a wooden chicken with his mouth wide open. He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, yet was unable to utter even a single word!
The two silvery white daggers were dancing about in Bei Feng's hands as he played with them nonchalantly. A shadow of a mocking smile hung on his face as he looked at Pan Jin. "The angle's rather decent, but the strength behind the throw was a bit too lacking..."
"How can this be?! D*mn it!"
Pan Jin was about to go crazy with anger and shame. First, it was Fourth Bro's sleeping gas which failed to work. Then, even the flying daggers he prided himself on were being taken as a joke by others!
"Peng!"
Pan Jin took a heavy step forward as his body leaned backwards at a shocking angle. With his right leg as an anchor, his body exploded forth with power!
The amount of strength concentrated on his right arm was even more shocking! Numerous green veins appeared on his forearm as he raised his hands and threw out a flying dagger!
This dagger contained his entire body's strength as well as the confidence from his 25 years of harsh training as it flew forward with a seemingly unstoppable momentum!
"Even if it's me, I probably would not be able to block this dagger without careful preparation!"
Han Dan murmured to himself in shock.
The flying dagger drew a ghastly reddish white flash under the moonlight and instantly appeared right in front of Bei Feng!
Bei Feng felt like he was being enveloped by a sharp aura, giving him the feeling that there was no way to dodge this strike!
Watching this dagger, even Bei Feng could not help but to exclaim, "Good throw!"
He immediately concentrated his attention, and his eyes began to blur as his surroundings faded. As he looked at the dagger again, it seemed to have slowed down and he was able to see the trajectory of the dagger clearly!
"Ding!"
The expected sound of the dagger piercing through flesh did not appear. Instead, a clear metallic sound rang out across the yard.
Pan Jin's body sagged heavily as he tottered on the spot. His body felt strangely light, as though he was flying. That dagger throw had taken all his strength and concentration!
The moment it left his hands, his entire body was sapped of all strength. But he still managed to gather some consciousness to look nervously at Bei Feng.
"Pa!"
"Impossibru! Diz ish impossibru!" Pan Jin collapsed heavily onto the ground, his throat gurgling with some unknown language as he saw the dagger he threw with all his ability clutched within Bei Feng's hands, its tail end still quivering slightly.
Such a sight was a crushing factor for Pan Jin's psyche. He had put so much effort into training for over 25 years, working hard every day and night, never daring to slack off. But this flying dagger, thrown with all his skill and strength, was easily caught by his opponent!
If his target had stepped aside and dodged the dagger, that would be still acceptable. But he did not even move and only extended his hand calmly to catch the flying dagger! Pan Jin nearly vomited a mouthful of blood at the sight.
From here on out, if he could not walk out from Bei Feng's shadow, not only would his throwing dagger technique not improve, it would even decline slowly.
"Not bad, that dagger was truly not bad!"
Bei Feng praised from his heart. Perhaps the legendary Little Li's Flying Knife from the novels was only around this level? [1]
If his mental power was not so bountiful, allowing him to see the flying dagger's trajectory, he would be forced to jump to the side to dodge it!
Those words of praise only sounded extremely sarcastic to the already mentally weak Pan Jin. In that instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his entire body collapsed in a weak and dispirited manner.
"Number Two!"
"Second Bro!"
Han Dan and He Jiawei screamed aloud as they rushed up to support Pan Jin.
Seeing that he had only fainted from anger, the two heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, the way they looked at Bei Feng was filled with a hint of fear. This common-looking guy who was by no means imposing had so easily received Number Two's killer technique!
The others also took a step backwards in trepidation. They had witnessed that terrifying dagger a moment ago as well. If it was them in Bei Feng's place, none of them would be able to even dodge it! If so, just how wide was the difference in strength between them and Bei Feng?!
"This is our fault this time. We'll admit defeat! However, things might be different the next time!"
Han Dan carefully edged backwards while beckoning for his men to follow.
"Hmph! You're still thinking of a next time?!"
Bei Feng snorted coldly as he felt the cold metal of the fling dagger. It wasn't clear what the dagger was made of, but the thin knives were not light at all. Bei Feng measured the weight of the dagger on his palm for a short moment before throwing it out casually.
The flying dagger turned into a streak of white which flashed through the air!
Purely based on the speed, this dagger was more than a few times faster than Pan Jin's killing throw!
"Puu!"
The dagger appeared in front of a large rock half a meter in diameter as though it had teleported there! Then, as though it were slicing through butter, it tunneled cleanly through the rock and continued unimpeded until it buried itself into the wall near the door post with only the tip of its tail showing!
"If I didn't see that you guys only came here for the cauldron and had no intention to harm anybody, you would all be dead men by now! If you dare to come again, you can take a guess for yourselves whether or not you will leave here alive!"
Bei Feng's voice was like the frostiest of winters' cold, chilling the souls of Han Dan and the rest. The entire host of people stood still like shocked wooden chickens frozen into ice.
"He's not a human!"
Han Dan felt a terrible shiver in his heart. Hell, even a thick rock was pierced through so easily. He did not think his body was nearly as tough as that rock!
Han Dan immediately extinguished the thought of returning in his heart as he beckoned impatiently for the rest of the group to follow after him.
Bei Feng hesitated for a moment before calling out, "Wait a moment!"
'F*ck! Can you please say everything at once? You being like this is going to give me a heart attack!'
Han Dan cursed in his heart, but still stopped and turned around to face Bei Feng with an ugly expression on his face.
"Aren't you forgetting your men? There are still a few of them over there, take them with you!"
Bei Feng frowned in annoyance as he pointed at the bunch of sleeping beauties by the nearby wall.
[1] TL/N: The Little Li Flying Dagger (小李飛刀) is the weapon of Li Xunhuan, Ye Kai, Ding Lingzhong and Li Huai from the Xiaoli Feidao series which is a wuxia novel series by Gu Long.
The blade of the dagger is three cun and seven fen long. It was forged from ordinary steel and iron unlike other fictional weapons that were forged from special types of materials. It ranks third on the Bingqipu (兵器譜), a fictional book of weapons. Soure: wikipedia
ED/N: Cun = roughly 3 and 1/3 cm, fen = 1/10 of a cun. I suck at math so do it yourselves~