Chapter 62 - Deceiving Zhou Changtong
Chapter 62: Deceiving Zhou Changtong
“Ha! Ha! Kid, get up! How long do you plan to play dead?”
Zhou Changtong let out a sinister laugh.
At the same time, his body began to swell, and hair started growing on his face.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a two-meter-tall giant. His face was covered in fur, his muscles bulged grotesquely, and his appearance was both strange and hideous.
Yet his aura reached the late stage of the three-star Elementalist.
This guy has indeed been hiding his true strength.
The power threshold of a late-stage three-star warrior was 8,000 points—exactly double Qin Feng’s.
“Sigh~!”
A soft sigh escaped.
Qin Feng opened his eyes with a look of helplessness on his face, appearing weak and frail.
It was clear he hadn’t fully recovered from his injuries—or so it seemed.
This was, of course, Qin Feng’s act.
“How did you know I was pretending to be dead?” Qin Feng probed.
“Heh heh! The smell of the living is different from that of the dead,” Zhou Changtong replied smugly.
“Heh,” Qin Feng glanced at Zhou Changtong. “You have a keen nose!”
“Disappointed, aren’t you?” Zhou Changtong smirked playfully. “Were you hoping to feign death to escape a beating? Kid, you’re too naive!”
“Sigh~! You got me!” Qin Feng feigned a sigh of regret.
Zhou Changtong grew even more complacent. “Kid, I killed Lin Chongyue. Aren’t you curious?”
“I already guessed it,” Qin Feng suddenly smiled. “You’re not Zhou Changtong!”
The words shocked Zhou Changtong.
His pupils shrank sharply. “What nonsense are you spouting, kid?”
“The real Zhou Changtong is only a first-level earl of Ice Moon City—in other words, merely a three-star early-stage Elementalist. But Lin Jianhao is a four-star master…” Qin Feng paused.
“So what?” Zhou Changtong asked, puzzled.
“If Lin Jianhao hadn’t been delayed by something, he would have been the one coming today, as per your agreement.”
“That’s correct!”
“How could a mere three-star early-stage Elementalist negotiate with a four-star Elementalist? Weren’t you afraid Lin Jianhao would kill you, just as you killed Lin Chongyue? You must have had some sort of leverage.”
Qin Feng slowly analyzed the situation.
This inconsistency had caught his attention from the beginning, though he hadn’t figured it out until now.
Earlier, he had pretended to be dead to uncover the truth, hoping to observe Zhou Changtong’s actions when the treasure was reclaimed.
To his surprise, Zhou Changtong had actually killed Lin Chongyue.
This further confirmed Qin Feng’s suspicions—this guy definitely had a secret.
Sure enough, Zhou Changtong took a deep breath, his gaze toward Qin Feng growing colder and more menacing.
“You’re a clever one,” Zhou Changtong muttered as he quietly gripped the Fire God Staff. “But clever people rarely live long.”
Qin Feng forced a bitter smile. “With injuries this severe, how much longer can I live anyway?”
“Sigh~! Before I die, I just want to know the truth so I can rest in peace.” Qin Feng’s face was filled with despair.
Hearing this, Zhou Changtong relaxed slightly.
It made sense—what could he fear from someone so gravely injured?
There was no way Qin Feng could escape his grasp in such a state.
Anyone with injuries this serious would need at least ten days to half a month to recover.
Feeling reassured, Zhou Changtong’s expression turned smug again. “Your curiosity is a little too much! But how did you figure out I’m not Zhou Changtong?”
This question truly puzzled him, and he couldn’t help but admire Qin Feng’s perceptiveness.
Qin Feng gave a mysterious smile. “The key lies in the weapon in your hand!”
“You mean this Fire God Staff?” Zhou Changtong was taken aback.
He’d had the Fire God Staff for a while but never noticed anything unusual about it.
Yet this staff had indeed belonged to the original Zhou Changtong.
“Exactly! It’s this staff!” Qin Feng’s gaze was firm.
“Tell me, what’s the secret hidden in this Fire God Staff?” Zhou Changtong’s curiosity was thoroughly piqued.
“It’s simple! First, plant the staff into the ground…” Qin Feng explained seriously.
Zhou Changtong hesitated for a moment but then drove the staff into the ground nearby.
“What next?”
“Next, let go with both hands! Step back two meters, and then use fire elemental energy to sense it. You’ll discover something extraordinary…”
“Really?” Zhou Changtong seemed skeptical. “Why do I feel like you’re messing with me?”
Qin Feng sighed. “Sigh~! Do I look like someone in a position to mess around?”
Hearing this, Zhou Changtong found it reasonable.
However, he still asked, “Why do you know so much?”
Qin Feng sighed again. “It’s related to my identity. In a moment, I’ll take off my mask and reveal my true identity. Then you’ll understand.”
His tone was incredibly sincere, and Zhou Changtong believed him.
He released the Fire God Staff, stepped back two meters, and began to sense it with fire elemental energy.
At that moment, something unexpected happened.
With a sudden burst of energy, Qin Feng leaped from the ground, springing toward the two rings on the floor.
His movements were swift and vigorous, showing no trace of injury.
“Damn it!”
Zhou Changtong exclaimed, realizing he’d been tricked.
He quickly moved to snatch the rings as well.
Those rings were the real prize, containing treasures of great value.
At this moment, Zhou Changtong regretted deeply.
How could I have been so careless?
Why didn’t I collect the rings first?
But just then, Qin Feng made a surprising move—he shifted his footing and dashed toward the Fire God Staff instead of the rings.
Zhou Changtong was overjoyed.
Is this guy an idiot?
This treasure inside the ring is far more valuable than the Fire God Staff…
And yet, he doesn’t snatch it!
Swish! Swish!
Light flashed repeatedly!
Qin Feng, equipped with Wind Shadow Boots, moved at incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, he seized the Fire God Staff and conveniently stashed Lin Chongyue’s corpse into his storage ring.
The corpse had a storage ring, and there must be quite a few treasures inside it.
At the same time, Zhou Changtong’s hand was closing in on two storage rings.
But just as he was about to grab them, Qin Feng casually flicked his hand, and the two rings vanished in an instant.
Zhou Changtong immediately grasped at nothing.
He quickly turned his head, only to see Qin Feng smiling at him.
The two rings were already in Qin Feng’s hand.
It turned out that Qin Feng had rigged the two rings beforehand, tying them with transparent fishing lines that were invisible in the dark of night. When Zhou Changtong was about to grab them, Qin Feng pulled them back just in time.
“You tricked me!”
Zhou Changtong was furious and threw a punch straight at him.
Swish!
A blade flashed!
The Blood Bone Sword appeared!
Berserk Strike!
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion echoed!
Within a radius of several hundred meters, the mountain trembled.
Qin Feng was blasted backward dozens of steps before stabilizing himself. However, he wasn’t injured.
Zhou Changtong also staggered back seven or eight steps.
He was utterly stunned!
What’s going on?
Not only did this guy fully recovered from his injuries, but his strength also increased significantly!
To make matters worse, his weapon had been stolen, leaving him as helpless as a tiger without teeth.
“Haha! Brother Zhou, thank you very much!”
Qin Feng laughed heartily.
This time, the gains were astonishing.
As soon as he finished speaking, he darted into the jungle.
Zhou Changtong was a late-stage Three-Star powerhouse. Even without a weapon, he was still stronger than Qin Feng.
“You bastard! Stop right there!”
Zhou Changtong was so enraged that smoke almost spewed from his ears as he hurried to pursue.
There was no way he would let him escape.
The Wind Shadow Boots on Qin Feng’s feet glowed faintly, doubling his speed.
At the same time, he cast the Ice Concealment Technique, blending quickly into the air.
When Zhou Changtong finally caught up, he realized that Qin Feng’s presence had disappeared—his target was gone.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
“You liar! You despicable liar!!!”
Zhou Changtong’s face turned red with fury, and he was on the verge of losing his mind.
This time, not only had his treasures been stolen, but even his weapon for survival had been taken away.
What should he do?
He couldn’t find his target—what now?
He was both angry and desperate.
Wait, the scent!
At this moment, he could no longer bother hiding his strength.
A terrifying aura began to emanate from his body.