Everyone flew into a rage at Shi Feng's words.
But his astonishing performance and the bone-chilling killing intent radiating from him kept them from charging in blindly.
"This guy's no joke — melee, pin him down while the rest of us support from range. I refuse to believe a whole group can't take out one person," a slender Elementalist shouted from the back row.
That single sentence dispelled the oppressive weight that Shi Feng's presence had cast over the crowd.
Five melee players rushed straight at Shi Feng.
The Guardian Knight unleashed Justice Roar, the Berserker used Flame Slash, the Shield Warrior executed a Shield Counter, the Swordsman launched a Windward Slash, and an Assassin slipped into Stealth, quietly circling behind Shi Feng.
All five were level 43, outfitted with Dark Gold-grade weapons and equipment — gear at least on par with the Mad Beast's. Moreover, they coordinated beautifully: the Guardian Knight and Shield Warrior drew Shi Feng's attention while the remaining three attacked from his blind spot. Even top-tier experts would have to dodge such a combination. If he tried to trade blow for blow, the situation would only get worse.
"You think you can dodge? Not a chance!"
The slender Elementalist swept his staff and went into Double Incantation, conjuring an Ice Wall in Shi Feng's retreat path while five massive fireballs rocketed toward the Guardian Knight and Shield Warrior.
"Now that's some real skill!" Xia Tianqi silently marveled.
Whether Shi Feng tried to dodge or fight head-on, the instant he knocked the Guardian Knight and Shield Warrior back, he'd be struck by the five fireballs they'd been shielding with their bodies.
If it were Xia Tianqi in his place, that combo would have been a guaranteed kill.
"Bring it on!"
Shi Feng watched the five closing in and allowed himself a faint smile. He activated Silent Step and vanished from everyone's sight, reappearing behind the slender Elementalist in the next instant with a powerful slash.
Clang!
A streak of azure light flashed as Shi Feng's Shi Lei bit into the solid sheet of ice.
"Fast reflexes indeed."
Shi Feng studied the Frost Barrier before him with a trace of surprise. He hadn't underestimated the Mad Beast and his people — otherwise he wouldn't have opened with his instant activation right from the start.
In his previous life, the Home of the Seas had been one of the six great maritime trading houses. The wealth they accumulated was beyond imagination. To build a business of that scale, you needed formidable power behind you.
The Home of the Seas, with the Mad Beast and others as its representatives, boasted truly fearsome strength — every one of them a peak expert of the fifth tier. Even on land, they would dare challenge the super guilds.
The moment Shi Feng's blade struck the ice, the rest of the Home of the Seas members snapped into action and launched their assault.
Dozens of fireballs and arrows screamed through the air, forcing Shi Feng to leap aside.
"This guy's got quite a few teleportation skills — everyone be careful!" the slender Elementalist warned urgently. "No more holding back against him!"
If Shi Feng hadn't used this ability once before, even he might not have reacted in time.
After all, he was the Home of the Seas' second-ranked Elementalist — known as the Holy Hand of Ice — and his natural neural reflexes were already faster than those of an ordinary person.
Even so, he had nearly been killed in that exchange. One could only imagine how terrifying Shi Feng's base stats and combat prowess truly were.
"Hard to believe we'd actually need to use our burst skills together against a single person," the Shield Warrior remarked, eyeing the unscathed Shi Feng. Still, he didn't hesitate — he activated his burst skill. His HP instantly doubled to over seventy thousand, while his Strength and Agility received a substantial boost.
Charge!
"He's too mobile — I'll lock him down!" A Ranger in the distance pulled five silver-white arrows from his inventory.
"Ye Ren, you're actually willing to use those?" The Shield Warrior glanced at the silver arrows and grinned.
Those silver arrows were Ye Ren's most prized treasures. Each one cost a full ten gold to produce and required a host of rare materials. He'd never used them against anything short of a high-tier Great Lord.
The power of a single arrow would make even a high-tier Great Lord suffer, let alone five. Even with his survival ultimate active, the Shield Warrior couldn't tank that kind of barrage.
"Dying to my arrows is an honor," the Ranger named Ye Ren declared proudly, activating his burst skill.