"Xing Jianfeng and the others, I don't even know how they're doing now. I hope they really didn't die in these Blackwater Plains!" The longer Xing Peng stayed in the Blackwater Plains, the more he realized the horror of this place, which was many times more terrifying than the Heavenly Extremity Peak where he had initially stayed. Although he now possesses the strength of a Heaven Level martial artist, with his strength here, if he is not careful, he could still fall.

  Now, it has been the sixth day since Xing Peng and Shangguan Meiyu entered the Blackwater Plains. For six consecutive days, Xing Peng has not given up on searching for Xing Jianfeng and the others; however, even so, he has not found them, which has made him start to think about giving up the search for Xing Jianfeng and the others.

  After six days of living in the Blackwater Plains, Xing Peng has learned a lot about the survival patterns here. The Blackwater Poison Frogs are countless, and a slight carelessness can lead to being attacked by a group of Blackwater Poison Frogs. These Blackwater Poison Frogs naturally have sharp insight and can clearly detect any moving creature within a thousand meters.

  However, despite the sharp insight of the Blackwater Poison Frogs, they also have drawbacks. They do not pay much attention to non-moving creatures. This situation is similar to that of ordinary frogs. If Xing Peng had not been flying frequently these six days, the dangers they faced would have been much less.

  "Ah, I'm really too kind-hearted. Initially, these people's attitude towards me wasn't that great, and now, for the sake of the so-called family bloodline, I have to search for these people. I can't just ignore them. It seems that one has to be more ruthless, my heart, Xing Peng's heart, is not ruthless enough..." While Xing Peng was carefully sneaking around with Shangguan Meiyu, he was grumbling to himself in his heart.

  Shangguan Meiyu quietly followed Xing Peng, her gaze softly resting on him, not knowing what she was thinking. After six days of being together, Shangguan Meiyu and Xing Peng have become familiar with each other. Although Xing Peng is still unclear about Shangguan Meiyu's attitude towards him, whether she has any ulterior motives, he has now recognized Shangguan Meiyu and has made her a friend.

  In the six days, Shangguan Meiyu has been very willing to work hard. Although following Xing Peng often faced danger, she did not have any complaints, which greatly impressed Xing Peng.

  "Little girl, are you really sure you want to follow me for the full fifteen days?" Xing Peng seriously asked Shangguan Meiyu.

  "Of course! Brother Peng, stop asking me. No matter how many times you ask, I only have one answer, hehe, I've decided to stick with you..." Shangguan Meiyu smiled at Xing Peng. Despite six days of intense killing, Shangguan Meiyu's demeanor did not show any fatigue. Not only was she not fatigued, but her face also revealed a hint of excitement, making one puzzled about what exactly she was excited about.

  Xing Peng helplessly shook his head, knowing that asking was in vain, but he couldn't help asking. As the saying goes, men and women working together are less tired. Although the trial at White Tiger Academy is bloody, having such a beautiful girl by his side is still a very enjoyable experience.

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  "Be careful!" He had just shaken his head when his expression changed, and he flashed to Shangguan Meiyu's side, hugging her in his arms, then used the 'Wind Shadow Steps' to swiftly dodge to the side.

  "Swish!" Just as Xing Peng dodged to the left with Shangguan Meiyu, a sharp gust of wind suddenly flew towards the spot where Shangguan Meiyu had just been standing. It was a spinning silver axe, flying at a very high speed, completely surpassing the speed of sound.

  Shangguan Meiyu's cheeks flushed red as she leaned in Xing Peng's arms, her heart pounding rapidly. She had been startled when Xing Peng suddenly jumped over and hugged her, thinking Xing Peng was about to do something.

  "Tsk tsk tsk...to die is at hand, yet you two are still so affectionate towards each other, even I can't help but feel a bit jealous." Along with the attack, a weird laugh sounded, followed by a young man in a yellow shirt flying out from a patch of grass over a person tall in the distant swamp. As he flew out, the silver axe that had been attacking Xing Peng and the others suddenly spun and flew towards the young man in the yellow shirt. With a casual stretch of his hand, the young man in the yellow shirt gracefully caught the silver axe.

  "A Late Heaven Level assassin!" Upon seeing this person, Xing Peng's eyes suddenly narrowed. He had never seen this person before. Except for an assassin, Xing Peng couldn't think of anyone else.

  Seeing this person, Xing Peng was even more surprised by this trial of White Tiger Academy. This trial was not ordinarily cruel, even sending out martial artists at the Late Heaven Level.

  For a regular trial participant, facing an Early Heaven Level martial artist already felt unbeatable. And now, Xing Peng and the others were facing a Late Heaven Level martial artist. If other martial artists, whose strength was below Heaven Level, knew about this, they would be so shocked that their eyeballs would fall out.

  "Brother Peng, be careful. The silver axe in his hand is the 'Axe of Hell,' specially designed to break through the innate qi. You must not let this axe touch your body," Shangguan Meiyu whispered to Xing Peng with a slight blush on her face.

  "Mhm!" Xing Peng nodded and did not let go of Shangguan Meiyu. Holding Shangguan Meiyu in his arms, the feeling of softness and fragrance was irresistible to Xing Peng, especially after smelling the youthful and virgin fragrance emanating from Shangguan Meiyu, he even less wanted to let go of Shangguan Meiyu.

  "What a foolish couple, knowing that my axe is the 'Axe of Hell' and still sticking so close to each other, you really do not take me seriously at all..." The young man in the yellow shirt saw Xing Peng and Shangguan Meiyu's actions and a smirk appeared on his face, his eyes emitting a bloodthirsty light.

  "Enough with your damn smirking, if you want to fight, let's fight!" Xing Peng impatiently glared at the man in the yellow shirt, knowing the opponent was at the Late Human Level, but not feeling the slightest bit of fear.

  "Uh..." The young man in the yellow shirt was so taken aback by Xing Peng's words that his handsome face turned red. This was the first time since he had been robbing trial participants in the Blackwater Plains that someone who recognized his identity still dared to be so arrogant. Immediately burning with anger, his hand holding the 'Axe of Hell' created a series of strange sonic booms as it rushed towards Xing Peng at lightning speed.

  The speed of the Axe of Hell was very fast, and the strange sonic boom sound carried a strong psychic hypnotism, making one involuntarily feel drowsy and weak, wanting to give up resistance.