Chapter 433
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Chapter 433: Civil War
Venue.
“A good one I don’t recognize…” Lin Qiye sneered, “Since that’s the case, I won’t treat you as night watchmen anymore…
Kill them.”
“Hehehehe…”
A sinister laugh flashed past Lin Qiye, and a figure enveloped in black flames charged toward Team 010 like lightning. The madman Cao Yuan raised his straight knife high, and a surging aura of death erupted!
From Team 010, a burly man stepped forward, swinging his straight knife to meet Cao Yuan’s blade aura. In the instant their blades collided, the burly man was sent flying by Cao Yuan’s strike!
Old Han, who was behind him, was about to assist when an arrow brushed past his nose, leaving a faint blood mark on his face, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Jialan stood calmly in place, nocking a second arrow on her bowstring.
In a distortion of light, the other three figures of Team 010 simultaneously vanished, as if they had evaporated from the world, leaving no trace behind.
At that moment, An Qingyu, dressed in a suit and wearing glasses, flicked his fingers, and the invisible threads around him rapidly constricted, forming a web-like cage that enveloped a corner of the venue!
Within the silk thread cage, three figures materialized from the void, their faces extremely grim.
An Qingyu adjusted his glasses, and a strange gray light flickered in his eyes behind the lenses.
“Sorry, I see through your optical invisibility,” he said淡淡, as frost wrapped around the three imprisoned individuals, and the nearby air began to freeze rapidly!
Except for the team leader Wei Xiuming and the deputy team leader Miao Su, the rest of Team 010 were at the “Chuan” level. If all members were present, Lin Qiye and his group would undoubtedly face a tough battle, but for some reason, Deputy Team Leader Miao Su had mysteriously disappeared…
In a four-to-four situation, just one encounter had already put Lin Qiye’s group at an advantage.
A shadow of darkness enveloped the blade of the straight knife, and the next moment, Lin Qiye shot out like a bolt of lightning, zipping past Wei Xiuming and charging straight toward the high platform.
Wei Xiuming’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned, drawing his straight knife to intercept the one tainted by darkness. With a powerful slash, he forced it back to Lin Qiye’s front.
“No matter who you are, if you don’t have a legitimate reason, you cannot attack ordinary people… Leave now, and you’ll still have time,” Wei Xiuming said in a deep voice.
Lin Qiye caught the returning straight knife, his golden eyes burning like flames.
“Get out of my way!!”
Lin Qiye roared, stomping hard on the ground, his figure flashing to Wei Xiuming’s front, the pale blue blade slicing through the air, aiming for Wei Xiuming’s chest!
Clang—!!
Wei Xiuming crossed his knife over his chest, forcefully blocking Lin Qiye’s strike. The blade deflected, pointing back at Lin Qiye.
A slash was unleashed!
Ding—!!
A sound like a bird’s chirp rang out from the tip of his knife, and Lin Qiye’s pupils suddenly constricted as he dodged to the side like lightning.
In the next moment, a narrow blade of light grazed his body, slicing through all the tables and chairs in its path. The sturdy support columns crumbled like paper, easily snapping in two. The blade of light continued forward, shattering an entire floor-to-ceiling window and disappearing into the sky.
The sound of shattering glass echoed, followed by a gust of wind rushing into the venue through the broken window, sending tablecloths and debris flying across the floor.
Lin Qiye turned to look at Wei Xiuming’s straight knife, his expression extremely serious.
“Forbidden Ruins Sequence 072, [Birdsong], grants the ‘extreme sharpness’ attribute to anything it touches. Even a rotten piece of wood can easily cut through reinforced concrete. Under the effect of extreme sharpness, each slash emits a sound like a bird’s call, hence the name [Birdsong],” An Qingyu said, frowning as he observed the terrifying cut on the ground.
Wei Xiuming stood calmly with his knife in front of Lin Qiye, speaking淡淡, “If I strike you, you will undoubtedly die. It’s better to retreat early…”
Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold smile forming on his lips. “The premise is that you can hit me!”
“Anger like a flash of lightning, swift as the wind,” Lin Qiye murmured, taking a step forward.
His figure instantly blurred in the air, nearly impossible to capture with the naked eye, like a phantom that appeared before Wei Xiuming in an instant!
With the enhancement of the poetic lines and the Starry Night Dancer, Lin Qiye’s speed had completely shattered the barrier of the “Chuan” level, reaching the “Hai” level, even rivaling some “Hai” level Forbidden Ruins possessors focused on speed enhancement.
Wei Xiuming’s pupils constricted as he tried to follow the black shadow, but his movements were a beat too slow.
Several slashes were unleashed, but none could hit the rapidly moving Lin Qiye, instead shattering a few more floor-to-ceiling windows. The venue, standing amidst the clouds, was now exposed to the wind from all sides, a chaotic scene inside.
Suddenly, a blade of light appeared behind Wei Xiuming.
Wei Xiuming’s knife quickly countered, but it couldn’t keep up with Lin Qiye’s speed. The blade grazed his straight knife, barely deflecting the force, but a cut tore through his suit, leaving a blood mark on his back.
Wei Xiuming staggered, anger flashing in his eyes.
He positioned his knife horizontally at his waist, sweeping half a circle, unleashing a semi-circular arc of fine slashes that covered a 180° range in front of him!
Lin Qiye’s expression changed slightly, not because he couldn’t dodge this strike, but because the range of the attack was too wide. Even if he could evade, An Qingyu and Cao Yuan behind him would be affected.
He gritted his teeth, preparing to withstand the blow, when suddenly, a blue figure flew in front of him.
Jialan, with her pale yellow hard wood bow slung behind her, reached out with her bare hands to intercept the fine slashes. The [Birdsong], capable of easily slicing through anything, touched her palm and was forcefully stopped!
She suddenly exerted strength, crushing the slash!
The howling wind swept past Jialan’s body, lifting her blue skirt. She gazed at Wei Xiuming, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.
“He, is entrusted to… me!”
Her voice mingled with the wind, brushing past Lin Qiye’s ears.
Lin Qiye was momentarily taken aback, nodded, and shifted his gaze from Wei Xiuming to the high platform not far away.
He stepped forward, charging straight toward the father and son on the high platform!
Wei Xiuming was about to intervene when Jialan took the lead, her fair fist breaking through the air with a slight explosive sound, aimed at Wei Xiuming’s face!
Wei Xiuming had no choice but to stop and engage in close combat with Jialan!
However, with her “Immortal” characteristic, Jialan was an abnormal existence in close-quarters combat. No matter how Wei Xiuming attacked, he couldn’t harm her in the slightest, while her punches were no joke…
Thus, Wei Xiuming could only be forced to retreat step by step.
Madman Cao Yuan and An Qingyu held back the remaining five members of Team 010. It wasn’t that Team 010 was weak, but they were completely restrained in terms of Forbidden Ruins. An Qingyu could see through any optical invisibility, and Madman Cao Yuan was unreasonable, able to take on three by himself.
In the chaotic battlefield, a blade of light sliced through the air.
The next moment, Lin Qiye’s figure appeared out of thin air above the high platform!
