Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

That night, at twelve o’clock.

The rolling shutter of the supermarket was loudly closed, and Chen Feng waved goodbye to Aunt Zhang.

"Goodbye, Aunt Zhang."

"Take care on your way home, Xiao Feng."

They parted ways, with Chen Feng carrying a large cardboard box, turning towards the direction of the old residential area.

Today, he had bought quite a few things: two big bags of bread, a carton of milk, two bags of frozen beef, a box of energy bars...

He had casually found an empty carton in the supermarket and packed everything into it.

Tap tap!

Immediately after, the sound of footsteps echoed.

The street lamps cast a mottled, yellowish glow, sprinkling just enough light to make out the street.

After walking for several minutes, Chen Feng did not sense any malice.

This assured him that the Tianheng Society people had probably stopped tracking him for the time being.

"I wonder if Lin Hao will really come up with any results in three days."

The thought flashed through Chen Feng’s mind as he remembered Lin Hao’s promise.

Without many options, he could only keep waiting.

Only when everything was clear would he know what to do.

Tap tap!

At once, the footsteps resumed.

Feeling a bit hungry as he walked, he nonchalantly took out two energy bars from the box, tore open the wrappers, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Crunch!

Crunch!

The crisp sound could be heard, but as he walked, Chen Feng noticed that something was off.

"Isn’t the stall here tonight?"

Confusion flashed through his eyes, as the familiar barbecue scent was missing.

Chen Feng glanced around casually; the streets were empty, the usual barbecue carts that were stationed here were nowhere to be seen tonight.

"Darn it, we came all this way for nothing."

"What’s with Old Zhao tonight, not setting up his stall?"

"Let’s forget it, and move on to another spot; we’ll continue with the second round."

The cursing of a few drunkards rose into the air; Chen Feng glanced at them.

"Kid, what are you looking at!"

A middle-aged man shouted, seemingly drunk.

Chen Feng paused for a moment, his gaze cold as he looked back at him.

Their eyes met, and the tall, strong youth, standing with his back to the streetlight, cast a huge shadow around him.

The air felt tense, pressure mounting.

For a moment, the other party felt as if a vivid, ferocious tiger had appeared out of thin air before him.

"I..."

With wide eyes, the drunkard quickly stammered and fell silent.

His companions were also somewhat dazed and quieted down.

"Interesting."

A spark of insight flashed in his eyes; the Red Tiger Flying Sky Map in Chen Feng’s mind did not dissipate.

This was an idea born out of inspiration, visualized during the moment of confrontation.

Unexpectedly, it seemed to be somewhat effective.

Thinking this, he paid no more attention to the pale-faced drunkard, resumed his pace, and soon returned to his home.

Click!

The door opened.

He put the groceries into the refrigerator one by one and went to take a shower.

Not long after, Chen Feng dragged his weary body and lay down on the bed.

...

"Breakthrough Light Group..."

Once again, he entered the Dream World, standing at the misty entrance to his apartment. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Chen Feng quickly expanded his Perception, searching for his target.

He was in great need of Breakthrough Light Groups.

He needed to make a breakthrough in the Tiger Form of the Flame Tiger Stance.

His Judo had not yet achieved Mastery.

He also wished to advance his Blast Fist Skill to Mastery as soon as possible.

All these required him to utilize Breakthrough Light Groups to improve.

"Found it."

His gaze shifted; Chen Feng looked towards a newly unlocked area opposite him.

It was a basketball court, surrounded by a chain-link fence, near a park shrouded in mist, about twenty meters from him.

Three pale red light groups floated silently above the court, as if beckoning to him enticingly.

"Very good."

A glint flashed in his eyes, and Chen Feng immediately took a step forward.

His internal power silently gathered, and the sound of footsteps, predicted by experience, followed one after another.

Without taking a special look, Chen Feng knew that there were Faceless emerging from the spinning fog on both sides, coming at him in an encirclement.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he didn’t react passively as he had before.

He glanced at the six Faceless around him—four men and two women.

Chen Feng grinned, baring his stark white teeth.

"Just perfect."

Whoosh!

He stomped his foot and charged out at high speed.

His whole body was like a truck, his elbow bent, delivering an elbow strike on the spot, hitting the chest of a female Faceless obstructing his path.

A cracking sound was heard as bones broke.

Without raising his head, Chen Feng’s expression was indifferent as he brought his left arm back and clenched his fist, transforming it intoa Whip Fist that smashed down.

Bang!

A vicious claw strike was blocked, the attacker stumbling backward repeatedly.

Tap, tap, tap!

Then, the remaining four Faceless charged at him quickly, one of them even wielding a metal baseball bat.

With a cold glint in his eyes, Chen Feng braced his left foot and spun around with a kick.

Whoosh!

His sturdy right leg muscle tensed, and his foot struck like an iron plate against two people.

Bang, bang!

Shadows flew backward, and at that instant, a chill rose in his heart as he heard the whistling sound behind him.

Chen Feng recalled his training of the Flame Tiger Stance today, his body sank, and he immediately adopted a side-seated posture, transforming into a Tiger’s crouch.

Whoosh!

The metal baseball bat brushed past his shoulder, his center of gravity stable.

Looking at the pale face of the Faceless with no facial features, his will was as calm as ice; only one thought flashed through his mind.

"Blast Punch!"

Buzz!

Muscle upon muscle stacked tightly, lines etched deeply, like waves.

In an instant, Chen Feng’s right arm swelled, quickly transforming into a wild and fierce strike.

Boom!!

The sound vibrated, a shadow flew backward, knocking over another person.

Chen Feng’s gaze was icy as he reached back, his five fingers tight and curved like hooks, poised like tiger claws, and with a violent move, he tore through another Faceless’s clothes, grabbing their shoulder and kidney area.

"Up!"

The shout echoed, and the veins in Chen Feng’s arms bulged.

In an instant, the last Faceless was hoisted by his arms to the highest point.

The spine was stretched taut, his back and waist exerted force.

The next second.

Chen Feng swung his arms, smashing the Faceless into the ground on the spot.

Thud!!!

The sound was muffled; the ground shook.

All the Faceless were on the ground, Chen Feng stood in place, taking a light breath.

"Amateur Fifth Rank..."

His gaze flashed; this time, the six Faceless were almost all at this level.

Even he couldn’t help but feel a trace of pressure.

"If the number increases in the future and their strength also intensifies, it won’t be easy to deal with."

Although he felt it was unlikely this possibility could continue indefinitely, there would be a limit,

Chen Feng still felt a sense of urgency.

Tap, tap!

Immediately, a sense of crisis in his Perception alerted him, and he quickly retreated and dodged.

Six black lines brushed past his shoulder, and the hissing of insects became even more unpleasant.

"It seems that these insects have also changed somewhat?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking at the large patch of Black Water marks on the ground, Chen Wei keenly sensed the changes in the insects.

Were they slightly larger than before?

Could it be that these insects also have levels of strength?

The thought arose, but Chen Feng didn’t get an answer.

Finally, looking at six grey Talent Light Groups, he quickly suppressed all other thoughts and approached to absorb them.

And this time, his Perception Talent finally underwent a huge transformation.

[You have gained six parts of Talent Light Group: Perception!]

[Perception+6!]

[Talent: Perception lv2 (1/100)]