Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Chapter 689: Chapter 689: Chen Fengyuan Dies

"We’ll see if you’re my match after we fight!" Lin Kuang barked coldly. The Nameless in his hand burst with a dazzling light, an effect of True Qi condensing upon the blade that enhanced his Attack Power.

Facing Lin Kuang’s fierce attack, a cold smirk appeared on Chen Fengyuan’s face. The next moment, he leaped into the air and kicked at Lin Kuang’s head. Seeing this, Lin Kuang twisted his head to the side, instantly dodging the attack. At the same time, he slashed horizontally with his Nameless, aiming for Chen Fengyuan’s leg.

Just then, Xiao Chenfeng also charged over. He leaped up as well, his dagger stabbing toward Chen Fengyuan’s lower abdomen.

Facing a two-pronged attack, Chen Fengyuan’s expression grew grim. Although these two weren’t as strong as him, their combat experience was in no way inferior. Such opponents were the most troublesome, and he had to be careful.

Besides, he was running out of time. If his strength dropped to the Skyline level before he killed Lin Kuang and Xiao Chenfeng, he would certainly die. With this in mind, Chen Fengyuan erupted with his full power. His body dropped abruptly in mid-air, a sudden, high-speed descent. His unexpected move caused the attacks from both Lin Kuang and Xiao Chenfeng to miss.

The moment he landed, Chen Fengyuan decisively struck. He put his formidable strength on full display as he kicked Xiao Chenfeng in the lower abdomen.

BANG! Xiao Chenfeng was sent flying, blood spraying wildly from his mouth. The single strike had severely injured him, almost completely robbing him of his ability to fight.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang’s expression changed. The strength Chen Fengyuan was displaying was simply too powerful.

"Boy, now it’s your turn to die," Chen Fengyuan said, thrusting his sword toward Lin Kuang’s throat. His speed completely suppressed Lin Kuang’s!

In response, Lin Kuang’s body flashed as he just barely managed to block the attack with his Nameless. However, Chen Fengyuan’s power was too terrifying. Lin Kuang was sent reeling. The force of the impact tore open the webbing of his hand. Before he had time to catch his breath, Chen Fengyuan closed in again and slashed his sword down.

Facing Chen Fengyuan’s speed, Lin Kuang had no chance to dodge. Left with no other choice, he could only raise the Nameless above his head to block the attack. This time, Lin Kuang was smarter. The moment he blocked the strike, he rapidly retreated, immediately putting some distance between them.

Chen Fengyuan was slightly stunned. He hadn’t expected Lin Kuang to be so quick-witted; it truly surprised him. It was only a fleeting surprise, however. He still held the absolute advantage. As long as he killed Lin Kuang, it would all be over.

With that thought, Chen Fengyuan struck again, his Soft Sword shooting toward Lin Kuang.

Enduring the searing pain in his hand, Lin Kuang re-engaged Chen Fengyuan. He was giving it his all; after all, he didn’t want to die.

His left shoulder was pierced through, and blood gushed out. His face, already pale, grew even paler.

Seeing this, a cold smirk returned to Chen Fengyuan’s face as he thrust his Soft Sword toward Lin Kuang’s heart.

Lin Kuang scrambled to dodge the incredibly fast thrust. His speed was already no match for Chen Fengyuan’s, and his injuries slowed him down even more. As a result, he failed to dodge the attack completely; Chen Fengyuan’s sword pierced his right arm. Blood immediately streamed from the wound, and his already ashen face lost yet another shade of color.

"Boy, you can die now!"

Feeling the True Qi churning faster within him, Chen Fengyuan knew full well that his power was about to drop to the Skyline level. But he didn’t care. This next strike would be Lin Kuang’s last!

In the face of death, humans can always unleash unprecedented potential, and Lin Kuang was no exception. His arms should have been useless, lacking even the strength to move a finger. But at this critical juncture, as death loomed, his right arm—the one holding the Nameless—moved once more. In an instant, the Nameless Sword was positioned across his throat, just as the tip of Chen Fengyuan’s Soft Sword struck the flat of its blade.

CLANG! A piercing sound rang out again. Lin Kuang was thrown back by the force, while Chen Fengyuan glared at him, his expression ugly. He hadn’t expected Lin Kuang to block his killing blow at the very last second.

Chen Fengyuan wanted to attack again, but just then, his power began to decline rapidly. The strength granted by his Three Flowers Gathering at the Top plummeted. At that moment, his Soft Sword was still pressed against Lin Kuang’s Nameless Sword. Lin Kuang naturally noticed the change as Chen Fengyuan’s power cratered.

His power is actually dropping? An opportunity! This is my only chance! Lin Kuang thought, his eyes filling with excitement.

The next moment, he made his move. His injured right arm trembled violently, and the Nameless in his hand flicked Chen Fengyuan’s Soft Sword aside.

Chen Fengyuan was now entering a period of weakness. As his power receded to the Skyline level, he would experience a brief phase of vulnerability. This period of weakness would only last a few seconds. Normally, a few seconds was nothing, but right now, it was fatal. For those few seconds, Chen Fengyuan was just an ordinary man who had lost all his power.

Having knocked Chen Fengyuan’s sword away, Lin Kuang swiftly struck again, his Nameless piercing directly toward Chen Fengyuan’s throat.

Faced with this strike, Chen Fengyuan’s eyes filled with astonishment, shock, and, above all, fear! He was now an ordinary person. Against this relatively slow thrust from Lin Kuang, he had completely lost the ability to dodge.

And so, Chen Fengyuan could only watch with wide eyes as the Nameless stabbed into his throat, piercing it through. Just like that, the arrogant and conceited Chen Fengyuan met his demise. The tables had turned in an instant.

Battle is ever-changing. The moment Chen Fengyuan entered that brief period of weakness, his fate was sealed.

Looking at Chen Fengyuan’s wide, unseeing eyes, Lin Kuang pulled the Nameless free, doubling over and gasping for breath. That was far too close. If he hadn’t blocked that final thrust to his throat, he would be a dead man. Of course, there was a bit of luck involved. If Chen Fengyuan hadn’t entered that period of weakness at that exact moment, Lin Kuang would have died.

I finally killed that old bastard, Lin Kuang thought to himself, slumping directly to the ground in utter exhaustion.

Sitting there, Lin Kuang didn’t hesitate. He immediately circulated his True Qi to begin mending his wounds.