Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Chapter 675: Chapter 675: Battle Skyline

These five Ancient Warriors had no idea Lin Kuang would suddenly launch a surprise counterattack. By the time he spoke and charged back at them, they knew they were in trouble!

The five Ancient Warriors were stunned as they watched Lin Kuang approach, his Nameless Sword radiating a fierce killing intent. They were merely Postnatal experts, and the gap between them and Lin Kuang was too vast. After all, although only a single step separates the Postnatal and Skyline realms, the actual difference in power is immense. Even if all five of them teamed up, they probably wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

"Captain, Vice-Captain, he’s here!" one of them shouted.

They knew full well that the five of them were merely cannon fodder and no match for Lin Kuang. Their only option was to call for help from Fan Mohao and Fan Moran.

"No need to shout. You’ll be dead before they return," Lin Kuang said coldly. At that moment, he was like a Killing God emerging from Hell, his entire being radiating killing intent, his eyes filled with murderous menace.

"Everyone, split up! Wait for rescue! Don’t engage him—"

Before the man could finish speaking, Lin Kuang had already appeared before him. The Nameless Sword in his hand pierced through his throat, killing him instantly.

Seeing this, the remaining four were stunned. They hadn’t expected Lin Kuang to be so ferocious; his strength was simply overwhelming. They were completely outmatched.

"Split up and escape! Wait for rescue!" one of them yelled, his figure swiftly darting away to avoid being killed.

Lin Kuang chuckled coldly. These people are no match for me. It won’t take long to deal with them.

With that thought, he struck again, the Nameless in his hands transforming into a lethal weapon. The next moment, Lin Kuang’s figure appeared before the man who had just spoken, the Nameless ruthlessly piercing through his body.

By this time, the three survivors were already over fifty meters away, still sprinting for their lives.

Lin Kuang’s expression was calm as he pushed his Extreme Shadow Illusion technique to its limit, his speed surging explosively. He then appeared in front of another man. Under the man’s horrified gaze, the Nameless impaled his abdomen. In an instant, the man was dead, his eyes filled with resentment.

However, Lin Kuang had no time to care about his feelings. He executed the Extreme Shadow Illusion again, rapidly chasing the last two.

Under Lin Kuang’s pursuit, the two had no chance of escape. Within a few breaths, another one was killed.

Only one remained. The man was so frightened he nearly wet his pants, using every last ounce of his strength to sprint frantically. At this moment, he wished he had wings to fly away and escape death, but it was utterly useless.

Within a few breaths, Lin Kuang was right behind him.

"Ah, don’t!" the man screamed in terror.

But by then, Lin Kuang had already run him through from behind. The chilling tip of the Nameless protruded from his chest, killing him instantly.

Without a second glance, Lin Kuang pulled the Nameless from the man’s body.

Just as he dispatched the last man, Fan Mohao and Fan Moran appeared in his line of sight. They had already heard their subordinate’s cries for help, and it was then they realized they’d been duped. Lin Kuang’s true plan was to lure them away before turning back to slaughter their men. Having figured it out, the two brothers had sprinted back with all their might.

But they were a step too late. By the time they arrived, all five of their men were dead.

Seeing the scene before them, Fan Mohao’s and Fan Moran’s eyes filled with endless killing intent, as if they wished they could devour Lin Kuang alive.

"Apologies, you’re too late. I’ve already taken care of these five pieces of trash for you," Lin Kuang said with an icy tone. His Nameless Sword radiated a dazzling, cold light, looking like a demonic blade that devoured souls.

"Lin Kuang, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!" Fan Mohao roared furiously, looking almost crazed.

"I deserve to die? Your Fan Family wants to kill me, yet I’m not allowed to kill them in return? How tyrannical!" Lin Kuang scoffed with disdain, his own gaze swirling with killing intent.

If possible, he truly wanted to eliminate Fan Moran. After all, Moran’s strength was a notch below Mohao’s, giving Lin Kuang a chance.

"To hell with you! You’re courting death!" Hearing Lin Kuang’s words, Fan Moran grew furious and charged forward. At the same time, a dagger emerged from his sleeve, landing in the palm of his hand.

Gripping the dagger, Fan Moran leaped high, aiming a fierce chop at Lin Kuang’s head as if he wanted to split him in two.

Watching the attack, Lin Kuang remained extremely calm, his eyes simply filled with killing intent.

"You overestimate yourself, fool!" he mocked coldly, swinging the Nameless horizontally to block the dagger.

CLANG!

The sound of clashing metal rang out. Fan Moran’s dagger was completely unscathed, proof that it was also a formidable weapon. Otherwise, against the sharp edge of the Nameless, his dagger would have chipped or even snapped in two.

Seeing that the dagger was undamaged, Lin Kuang’s expression remained unchanged. It made sense that his opponent’s weapon could withstand the Nameless, as it was clearly no ordinary tool.

Having blocked the attack, Lin Kuang’s left foot suddenly shot out, kicking toward Fan Moran’s abdomen. With Fan Moran’s guard wide open, this was the perfect opportunity for Lin Kuang to strike.

Fan Moran’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected Lin Kuang’s Nameless Sword to be capable of blocking his own Treasured Blade. The move had caught him completely off guard.

Faced with Lin Kuang’s kick, Fan Moran naturally countered. He was no weakling, after all. His right leg lifted, and he thrust his knee hard toward the sole of Lin Kuang’s foot. In his mind, this strike would be enough to send Lin Kuang reeling, and he was already preparing his next attack.

However, the ideal was beautiful, while reality was cruel.

Under normal circumstances, his assumption would have been correct. But when facing Lin Kuang, normal assumptions were destined to fail.

Lin Kuang planted the sole of his foot on Fan Moran’s knee. Pushing off in an instant, his entire body leaped upward. Then, his right foot also lifted, lashing out in a kick aimed at Fan Moran’s head!

This sudden turn of events was completely beyond Fan Moran’s expectations.

As he saw Lin Kuang’s foot kicking toward his head, Fan Moran’s face changed drastically. For the first time, he felt a sliver of fear. It was also at this moment that he began to truly acknowledge Lin Kuang’s formidable—perhaps even superior—combat prowess.