Free Web NovelChapter 1108: Chapter 1079: Life and Death at the Critical Moment (Part 2)
Xiao Lin used such a treacherous move because deep in his heart, he disdained it. However, judging from his body’s and brain’s reactions, this was a natural result that was bound to happen. To outsiders, this seemed nothing, yet he knew himself that this instinct ran contrary to his heart. He couldn’t change this fact, and it would only continue with added intensity.
If it were a battle with someone else, Xiao Lin knew no one could safely escape this move from him. Even when facing masters like the Magician or DOMO, even if not seriously injured, their behavior would definitely change to avoid the attack.
But Mu Rongyun was not like those people. He seemed to understand his opponent very well. At the moment of contact, he fiercely shook him off and simultaneously extended his right hand. Using two fingers, he caught the trajectory of the Silver Needle as it approached, snapping it into two with a twang at the fingertip.
In his eyes, the pitch-black pupils flickered. These were the same pupils as Xiao Lin’s, equally jet-black, making one have an irresistible urge to be devoured by their gaze.
His left foot stepped outward, and just as he had dodged, Mu Rongyun’s entire body jumped up. Simultaneously, his right knee rose, fiercely aiming for Xiao Lin’s jawbone.
Mu Rongyun’s reaction could be considered ghostly, but Xiao Lin was equally not inferior. Just before Mu Rongyun moved, Xiao Lin abruptly closed his fan, then his backward-stepping right foot fiercely kicked the furniture behind him towards Mu Rongyun. At the same time, he sprang up, spinning abruptly to his opponent’s rear. With a swift shout, his right leg, carrying immense momentum, ferociously struck Mu Rongyun’s lower back.
The distracted Mu Rongyun immediately suffered a severe injury. The intense impact on his lower back caused him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, sending his body crashing forward into the ground. Yet, just as he hit the ground, a fierce wind roared from behind again. Startled, Mu Rongyun’s hands struck the ground, forcing his legs to spiral into the air, twisting in a 720-degree spin, jumping more than ten steps away. Just as he whirled upwards, five silver lines shot towards the ground, each piercing into it with terrifying force evident.
This series of actions all happened in the blink of an eye, like a flash of lightning passing by, but the one who achieved this abruptly stopped! Xiao Lin stared intently at Mu Rongyun. Could he have injured this person? This question instantly arose in his mind. The ground still bore the fresh blood droplets just spat out—this surely was not fake.
He dared not confirm that he possessed such strength. It should be said that knowing himself too well, he could say he didn’t have the capability to achieve this.
"Who are you?" He asked this question out of suspicion, but quickly Xiao Lin began to regret it as he saw the smirk on the half-concealed face of Mu Rongyun, his deliberate facade laid bare before him.
A battle affair is often a contest of strength, but equally, a contest of minds. This is not a brawl among a rabble, but a genuine duel between masters, a battle with life hanging by a thread. Therefore, in this round, Xiao Lin felt he had lost a bit.
Looking at Mu Rongyun, who had jumped ten steps away, Xiao Lin slowly closed the fan, followed by a slight release, assuming a ready stance for attack. "I’ve always wondered about your intention for coming to Sicily. After the Fourth Master died last time, when you took Hong Lian from Liger City, I began wondering—what exactly is your purpose? Until I heard about the experiment from ten years ago from the old man, I speculated you returned for revenge. The motive after ten years of silence is not just revenge. The Fourth Master’s purpose had always been the blood in my veins. Until just now, I think I somewhat understand. You are the failed product of the old man’s experiment; you have a similar constitution to mine. Therefore, you need my blood to sustain your physical vessel. What I can’t figure out is how you could bring the Fourth Master and Hong back to life. Of course, I don’t believe in resurrection, so you must have used some other means." Xiao Lin took a breath, staring at Mu Rongyun. At this moment, his feelings towards this person were complex. Mu Rongyun merely sneered at Xiao Lin’s question, giving no response. "You may not answer me, but I will tell you, no matter what you’ve done, I won’t let you have a chance to get close to my family. Your only enemy is me, don’t lay your filthy hands on Xia Ya!"
"Family?" Mu Rongyun snorted coldly. "Who is your family? Do you even have family?"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Lin blinked, then let out a clear shout, telling himself he wouldn’t be swayed by this guy! The fan spread wide and charged once more, his nimble body launching a fierce attack with a swift, incredible speed!
His thumb slid over the corner of his mouth, wiping away a trace of blood, which Mu Rongyun licked back into his mouth. At this moment, his terrifying eyes emitted a kind of black light, his body slowly feeling as if it was contracting together. His shoulders slightly shrugged, and a sinister smile appeared on his pale cheeks: "Xiao Lin, I pity you!"
With a roar seeming to echo from his very soul, Mu Rongyun charged forward abruptly, the blade tip of his steel knife gliding tightly along the ground with an ear-piercing screech, hurtling towards Xiao Lin, his already fully unleashed momentum surging once more.
With a rapid spin of his left hand, another silver line flashed into it, Xiao Lin’s flickering figure suddenly appearing at Mu Rongyun’s side. In a clash of metal, he intercepted the ferocious swinging steel knife. His right hand flicked, and from the widely opened fan, four blades suddenly emerged, slicing sharply toward Mu Rongyun’s throat.
His head tilted back sharply, the whole body rose horizontally, and his flicking right leg swung like an iron whip towards Xiao Lin’s head fiercely.
The attack and defense interchanged smoothly, seamless in execution. To outsiders, the two seemed evenly matched, but those within the battle circle each knew who prevailed!
Xiao Lin was fierce; Mu Rongyun was composed! With countless battle experiences, Xiao Lin appeared like a wild horse unleashed, storming in front of Mu Rongyun. He impatiently wanted to crush his opponent into submission with each attack, but it was just a thought, unable to harm Mu Rongyun again with each assault. To Xiao Lin, who always concluded with victory in hand, the psychological burden this imposed was far more threatening than the physical toll.
A dull thud followed, as Mu Rongyun, surprised by Xiao Lin’s reaction speed, quickly retracted his left hand, pulling his curved arm back, viciously blocking the sweeping leg with his elbow.
But just then, Xiao Lin, lying horizontally on the ground, suddenly spun his leg to open Mu Rongyun, fiercely struck the ground with his left claw, sprang his entire body upward, and as he flipped through the air, his swinging iron leg shot close to Mu Rongyun’s retreating form, swiftly sweeping across his cheek before he could react.
Bam!! Accompanied by the faint sound of a bone cracking, caught off guard, Mu Rongyun suddenly got struck, with the immense force spinning his whole body and sending him flying away violently. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)
