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Chapter 1133 - 1103: Night of the Waning Moon (5)
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Chapter 1133: Chapter 1103: Night of the Waning Moon (5)

This kind of situation seems somewhat familiar, just like on the freighter, five identical people, with unnervingly blank faces that nauseate. Xiao Lin’s goal was achieved when these five people appeared in the room — he already wanted the answers. Although facing No. 2, it was indeed not easy to identify them among five identical people. However, despite how similar they may look, subtle details can still be used to distinguish them. Even a slight discrepancy can be found, especially since these five people aren’t twins or biological brothers, just looking similar. These subtle changes make them much easier to recognize than those closely related.

No. 2’s eyes weren’t as expressionless as his face suggested. Isn’t it said that eyes are the windows to the soul? These eyes appeared to have a deep-seated hatred for himself, which was precisely the pinnacle of Xiao Lin’s recognition.

It’s impossible to fake a look that isn’t stiff, to pose provocatively, tilting his chin at No.2. During their last encounter, he saw a side that was even more unknown than the person’s silhouette — the difference in odds was merely a matter of killing one more person.

Xiao Lin turned to one side, meeting the pitch-black eyes that were also watching him. The latter turned his head now, leaving only the three of them in the nearly destroyed room, along with four people standing on the edges. Excluding those not meant to stay, Xiao Lin hesitated. "Are these your people?" Dong San Province nodded. "One of them has already been killed by Shou, another one will die today, do you have any objections?" Dong San Province hesitated momentarily then shook his head. "Good!"

With approval, Xiao Lin once again faced No.2. With a swish, two sharp spikes dropped from his sleeves, with an icy sound spinning in his palm. Despite being avoidable, neither side seemed to entertain that thought.

Dong San Province naturally exited the room, standing on the arched balcony with the other four people, his expression was solemn at that moment.

No. 2 is a master of poison. This time, he showed his poisonous claw right from the start. Standing against Xiao Lin, he erupted with a roar.

Bang! Legs clashing, fists resisting palms in a ferocious collision, Xiao Lin and No. 2’s bodies halted abruptly. This time, there would be no holding back — surging force gathered from within, streaming to their hands and legs.

Xiao Lin retracted his right fist, the spike in his palm traced an extremely tiny circle, thrusting mercilessly toward No.2’s chest. As palm imprint fluttered, when No.2 was intercepting with all his might, the big palm transformed into spikes, sharp gale slicing toward No.2’s chin! Left and right attacking vital spots from different positions.

Such a short distance, such a swift speed, Xiao Lin rapidly changed moves, truly like a bolt of lightning – the dreadful prowess was nerve-wracking, causing onlookers’ palms to sweat profusely.

From the very start, Xiao Lin didn’t intend to hide any strength; he was determined to take down this person in the shortest time possible. Whether from the injury on his back or the time constraints, he had no intent for a prolonged battle.

Xiao Lin was fierce, yet No.2’s reactions were equally startling, hands gathering a cyan-black warning Xiao Lin to stay cautious and not get too close. The stench from the toxic air was particularly noticeable in this semi-enclosed space. This wasn’t a freighter, so Xiao Lin quickly identified the components of the smell. He sneered, not saying much; his move didn’t change due to this cyan-black.

Amid dazzling changes of moves, No.2’s chest contracted, head slightly tilted, deftly avoiding Xiao Lin’s set tactics with a deft maneuver, and before his next attack, defended by attacking instead, his right fist striking fiercely towards Xiao Lin’s returning fist.

Bang! Two fists collided, a heavy thud of body impact mingled with some piercing sounds of air explosion. The dreadful force and speed truly were nerve-wracking.

Bodies paused slightly, swiftly pulling apart like a flash of lightning, spinning midair with a three hundred sixty-degree rotation, crashing to the ground, sliding a distance of nearly seven to eight steps, producing several deep scratch marks on the floor. The expensive carpet was ruined, yet Dong San Province showed no sign of heartache, his gaze continuously following Xiao Lin’s rapid remnant shadow in motion.

"If that’s the extent of your abilities, then tonight you will surely die by my hand, and the Dan Clan is nothing special!" Xiao Lin shrugged his shoulders, fists slowly transforming into palm wind, the spikes in his palms retracting back into the sleeves at that moment.

Xiao Lin’s words didn’t shock anyone except the four people behind Dong San Province. Observing subtly from the corner of his eye, Xiao Lin didn’t miss even such slight changes. Accompanied by a whistle, Xiao Lin’s solid legs suddenly exerted strength rushing towards No.2, the immense force pressing the spot he stepped into a pit.

With rapid momentum, the distance between them swiftly closed. Xiao Lin’s left palm pressed downward, while the right palm unceremoniously aimed at No.2’s chest. Simple moves with intentions easily detectable at first glance. An honest strike without any Xuan Ji, yet in comparison to the previous speed, this move was seemingly slow and full of flaws. However, if that’s how you perceive it, then regret is bound to be yours. The force contained in his large palm made these flaws more threatening to No.2. If not for the previous bout, he would have underestimated the flawed move but this wasn’t the first encounter, hence No.2 adopted a more solemn posture facing Xiao Lin.

Gathering his brows, the punch thrown back transformed into a claw, which traced a smooth arc in front of Xiao Lin’s right palm and directly clutched his wrist. His body suddenly twisted, accompanied by a deep roar, exerting force all at once and directly making Xiao Lin’s body rotate and lift.

Bam! Xiao Lin’s body unexpectedly crashed to the ground. Although his figure staggered slightly, after a spin in place, his right fist still carried a powerful force as it fiercely struck out to the left, viciously smashing against the second opponent’s attacking iron leg.

Spikes between his hands slipped again from the sleeves, this time with murderous intent, as he whipped up a howling force towards the second opponent.

In a rapid charge, his agile body leaped from the ground, performing two fierce spins in mid-air, and swung the spikes from his hands towards the sides of the second opponent’s head below, aiming fiercely at their major arteries. The terrifying aura made those on the balcony sharply inhale as the wild momentum and incredulous speed and power caused cracks to appear on their previously emotionless faces.

As his feet pressed against the ground, the second opponent’s body pulled back dramatically to the right, dodging the lethal dual spikes, and rolled several steps away, drawing two silver steel claws from his back and, without even looking, slashed sharply at his side.

Snikt snikt snikt! Intense sparks continually sprayed, and the momentum of both after gripping their weapons soared again to a peak, adding several degrees of bloodthirstiness and viciousness to the thick and sharpness, while the strong stench attacked towards the group from Dong Sansheng.

Amid bellowing roars and clashing sounds, Xiao Lin and the second opponent’s bodies seemed like two flashes of lightning incessantly shooting forth in the room which alternated between light and darkness, with not only magnificent collisions in the ferocity but also hidden, cunning impacts, delivering an unparalleled visual impact to the onlookers.

In the instant before the silver steel claws were about to reach his body, Xiao Lin’s body swiftly pivoted backward, dodging the sharp claws while immediately rotating his spikes to precisely stab at the second opponent’s claws, and brilliantly leveraging his body’s rotation to evade a lethal kick.

Another explosion of collision sounds erupted as the waving claws were forced to change direction, cast in an arc, fiercely striking the spinning incoming spikes, sending sparks flying with their fierce collision.

The Ghost-like body technique, fierce force, and surging momentum rolled with the shouts as Xiao Lin’s advancing right foot suddenly stomped onto the ground, sweeping carpet fragments towards the second opponent, while simultaneously exerting his waist to forcibly twist his attacking body to divert outwards, abandoning the second opponent and heading towards one side of the wall.

This sudden escape maneuver by Xiao Lin clearly left the second opponent bewildered, and the five others on the side were taken aback by this shift, with Dong Sansheng inadvertently voicing a doubtful sound, his eyes fixed intently on the two inside, oblivious even to Yelü Shou’s presence behind him.

"Trying to escape?!" The second opponent immediately, after a momentary hesitation, shot his double claws towards Xiao Lin’s back, launching a rapid attack.

Hmph! A cold snort emitted from Xiao Lin’s throat as the shadow of the spikes rapidly danced with his figure, carrying a turbulent power akin to a surging tide and a piercing sharpness tearing through space, fiercely resounding against the second opponent’s silver steel claws.

Snikt snikt snikt! The speed was too fast! The force was so mighty it seemed like it might melt the steel weapon under such power, as the rotating spikes instantly collided with the sharp claw winds.

"My heavens, I didn’t know my spikes could be used this way!" Yelü Shou exclaimed incredulously, widening his eyes as he watched the spinning spikes, simultaneously hooking his right arm around Dong Sansheng’s shoulder. "Long time no see!" The familiar sensation was thought-provoking.

The second opponent’s body shook with power, blood surged in his chest, and there was a temporary numbness in the arm holding the steel spikes. Though he was startled internally, that ghastly expressionless face did not visibly show his patient fear but instead became even more sinister. His legs exerted force, halting the retreating body, skillfully leveraging momentum to again swing the silver spikes in his hand fiercely at Xiao Lin.

This attack was not as straightforward as before, hiding layers of murder within wide attacking motions. The twin steel claws locked onto Xiao Lin, forcibly intercepting him when he was about to charge forward.

However, just at this moment, a sudden change arose! Xiao Lin’s gaze slightly focused, his black eyes revealing a cold and biting look, his body rapidly spinning, spikes reaching outward, and suddenly soared towards the sky. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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