If he'd misjudged, no big deal — except his life would be forfeit. That was also why he used a slash instead of a thrust just now.
But at a moment like this, hesitation was absolutely not allowed. He had to make the fastest judgment and act on it immediately. If he judged wrong, he had no one to blame but himself.
Luckily, Li Feng judged correctly. In reality, his strength was far greater than what he appeared to have. That single thrust pierced straight through the Club Monster, and at the same time, his head forcefully snapped off the monster's seemingly terrifying teeth. Li Feng's skull only felt a piercing pain, which to him was really nothing.
Boom...
The Club Monster crashed to the ground, its body instantly withering away. Li Feng was covered in green fluid... it didn't smell too bad, just sticky.
At that moment, Devil King Jin's form popped up. "Oak Tree Demon, low-level life form. Master, that strike just now used forty percent more force than necessary. If you had judged wrong, you wouldn't even have the strength left to defend."
As suddenly as he appeared, he vanished right after speaking, leaving Li Feng sitting on the ground, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Looking at his own hands, Li Feng realized he was no longer an ordinary person. He was a powerful warrior. Though there were still many issues, he was truly different — a monster straight out of a sci-fi movie couldn't even withstand a single one of his attacks.
Peals of hearty laughter rang out from the forest. Devil Jin's teaching was right, but machines are always machines; he would naturally find his own way to survive. This unlucky Oak Dryad was proof！
Adjusting slightly, Li Feng advanced deeper into the forest. During combat, knowing when to go all out and when to attack 70% and defend 30% depends on the situation, and the judgment was Li Feng's alone—he wouldn't listen to anyone on this.
To use a phrase his dad often said, "A man, once he decides, must act; even if it's wrong, it's right！"
Although his dad was just an ordinary worker, at this moment, Li Feng felt an endless surge of power. For his father and mother, he had to survive！
Spitting fiercely, Li Feng advanced like a wild beast.
When a person fully enters a combat state, he becomes more terrifying than any living creature. As others in Maya's galactic dominion put it, Earthlings are the most warlike combat creatures in this universe; maybe they look peaceful, but they are the most horrifying monsters.
To borrow an old Earth saying, "A dog that bares its teeth doesn't bite." What looks scary on the outside isn't necessarily the most fearsome.
And right now, Li Feng was just like a wild beast.
'Club-Bashing Monster' was Li Feng's affectionate nickname for the Oak Dryad, the lowest-level monster in this demon forest—low intelligence, poor combat ability, and scary-looking but actually harmless. Especially after killing a few Oak Monsters, Li Feng could take them down easily... but that didn't bring him food.
This was the first time he'd felt hungry since entering this godforsaken place. He knew that as battles increased, the hunger would grow stronger, along with a decline in physical strength. There was no way he could last a week like this.
Finding food had become just as important as staying safe.
Everything in the forest seemed strange to Li Feng, each one looking like it could be eaten, while blindly trying would be very dangerous. Suddenly, Li Feng remembered the oak monster's liquid—every time he killed one, a green, blood-like liquid flowed out, and it didn't feel particularly strange sticking to his body, showing it wasn't corrosive or toxic. Otherwise his body would definitely have reacted. And while the things here were odd, they should still have an organic structure. Instead of trying those weirder things, he might as well try this—at worst he'd just die anyway.
Killing an oak monster felt disgusting even though it had no special taste. Unfortunately, there was no choice. He took a tiny sip... couldn't describe the flavor, but it definitely didn't suit an Earthling's palate. Ten minutes later, Li Feng didn't feel any particular change, so he knew this one was acceptable.
In a dangerous environment, maintaining energy was extremely important. Bad taste was no obstacle at all.
An oak monster had just made Li Feng's hunger disappear, and he understood that at least he wouldn't go hungry before he died.
But this was just the beginning of the forest. After the first day, Li Feng discovered a problem—staying on the outskirts was impossible. The forest was pushing him forward. As he went deeper, the monsters started having all sorts of weird shapes... For the first time, he felt that the very ugly oak monsters were actually his favorites.
The huge beasts deeper inside weren't the scariest thing. Surviving didn't mean killing all the monsters—a hundred Li Fengs wouldn't even be enough for a snack between their teeth. If he couldn't win, he'd run. The most dangerous were the small ones—extremely fast, even venomous. Those things with seventy or eighty legs gave him goosebumps just looking at them. You could say that in this forest, Li Feng got a real taste of forest life.
A week might pass slowly for others, but for Li Feng it flew by in an instant. He had no energy to think about time, had forgotten about Devil Gold, forgotten why he'd come here, only one thought remained: survive！
These past few days, Li Feng has used just about every attack method there is, more beastly than a beast, his body covered in wounds, his eyes flickering with a green light that only a demon would have, and in front of him looms a giant monster. The surrounding trees have been flattened by this creature. It's not that Li Feng didn't want to run—he's already been trapped by this monster. Almost every powerful beast in this demon forest possesses such an ability; Li Feng once narrowly escaped, but this time he's been caught, making this the most dangerous moment in days. Yet even so, Li Feng shows no trace of fear, because the monster won't spare him just because he's scared. Those useless emotions, Li Feng can cast them aside in battle.
Roar...
A violent shockwave explodes, and at the same time a massive fireball hurtles toward Li Feng. But instead of resisting the shockwave, he protects his vital spots and steadily retreats backward. Just as the fireball is about to hit, he drops flat to the ground and charges toward the monster at high speed like an insect.
With just a flick of his ankle, Li Feng can skim across the ground. No teacher taught him this—it was refined through real combat, so naturally it's not pretty, but it can save his life.
Black smoke rises from Li Feng's back, along with wafts of cooked meat. His hair has long since been burned off, but Li Feng just furrows his brow. This monster can not only spit fire but is also incredibly tough; a full-force strike from his alloy blade only leaves a shallow scratch. After several probing attacks, he still hasn't found the creature's weakness.