The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Li Fei returned home from the Martial Arts Hall and locked himself in his room.


The night before last, after he had killed Feng Zhenshan, his mind had been restless.


It wasn't because he felt uneasy about killing a Subordinate Official; it was because there was an unsatisfying knot in his heart.


To speak of evil, a hundred Feng Zhenshans combined wouldn't compare to the Tiger Saber Gang!


The wickedness of Feng Zhenshan had torn the veil from before Li Fei's eyes, forcing him to directly confront the bigger cancer that was the Tiger Saber Gang.


Why could he confront Feng Zhenshan with a direct slash of his blade, yet only approach the Tiger Saber Gang in the guise of the Green-faced Ghost, feigning subservience?


Li Fei had been asking himself this question for the last couple of days.


As for reasons, he could think of many:


The power of the Tiger Saber Gang was too strong, a direct confrontation too dangerous.


Chapter 79: As One Wishes