Chapter 1148: Chapter 1117: Easily Defeated
Yelu Shou staggered back two steps, while Lucifer retreated three! Is this a disparity? The two of them held their breath, facing each other, and neither spoke a word.
It seemed that neither of them had fully unleashed their strength, treating it merely as a trial before the real battle. However, the chubby guy on the side began to secretly estimate in his heart; if that punch had intimately landed on his own body... it would definitely have taken half of his life! And who was this person who blocked the attack for him? He seemed to have heard a few unfamiliar names just now.
Lucifer’s gaze towards Yelu Shou began to heat up. In truth, he hadn’t really crossed swords with Xiao Lin or anyone by his side, even though he knew anyone trained by Xiao Lin wouldn’t be bad. The recent collision had already sufficed to prove this, and this tangible clash brought about a fundamental difference in this battle. As for the chubby guy far off to one side, Lucifer didn’t even regard him, confidently believing that guy wouldn’t escape. "What did Xiao Lin teach you? Show it all, or you won’t be able to take away that pig."
No sooner had he finished speaking, than the two figures—who had just parted—violently collided once again. Just as their figures were about to meet, Lucifer slightly shifted his body, crouched down, bent his left arm first, then delivered a powerful elbow strike aimed at Yelu Shou’s chest. The ability to abruptly change the form of attack so swiftly from a rapid forward charge, even Yelu Shou couldn’t help but silently applaud.
Although impressed in his heart, Yelu Shou didn’t hold back. This opponent was the second in line of ’Black Crow,’ and his strength couldn’t be underestimated, nor was it solely what he had displayed.
Yelu Shou retracted his right arm, intercepting the ferocious elbow strike with his right palm. Simultaneously, his left palm met Lucifer’s right fist, which followed closely behind the elbow strike.
Amidst a crisp slapping sound, Lucifer’s attack was intercepted by Yelu Shou with precision. In the split second during which both bodies paused, without having the time to marvel at Yelu Shou’s swift reaction, Lucifer, leveraging the power from Yelu Shou’s tightly grip on his fist and elbow, sprang upwards, his right foot fiercely pointing towards his chest!
Yelu Shou, with a firm grip on Lucifer’s left elbow, pushed hard, his right palm fiercely slapping towards Lucifer’s toes! Immediately afterwards, with a low growl, his body spun rapidly in place, his right leg, which had initially been sliding across the ground with the body’s rotation, swept up with a howling force, drawing a deadly arc towards the still airborne Lucifer.
Astonished, Lucifer briefly panicked, but swiftly clenched his left arm to meet Yelu Shou’s fierce sweeping kick.
Bam! A deep thud resounded, with Lucifer groaning as he was swept away, tracing an arc in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground. By the roadside lamp, the chubby guy could clearly see Lucifer’s garment at his right shoulder was already torn, with a blood-smeared mess of flesh turned outward!
Sss... Is this Lucifer’s strength? So vulnerable, Yelu Shou wondered, looking at him. Such an easily injured Lucifer was not on par with even a few from Dan Ning’s Assassin Hall, and doubts began to arise from within.
Shakily standing up, Yelu Shou ogled at the place with skin ripped and flesh exposed, once again wickedly sneering. Indeed, he thought, only someone trained by Xiao Lin could have such strength and speed that surprised him; if not handled properly, he might really lose his life here.
"Has Xiao Lin arrived? I suggest you better let him appear, or if I get injured, it could cost you dearly."
"Even without Xiao Lin, I can still take you down." Those were the words spoken, but beneath them, a stream of energy was already gathering. Was Lucifer feigning weakness? Regaining his composure, Yelu Shou decided not to dwell on the effectiveness of his previous strike. With a half-smile, he stepped forward without hesitation, his legs swiftly moving again to launch another attack at Lucifer, who had just stood up.
Once in close proximity, his legs unleashed a series of kicks with a bizarre trajectory and lightning speed. Even though the chubby onlooker hadn’t undergone any martial training, the sheer ferocity of it made him forget to close his gaping mouth.
Yelu Shou, like a wild beast in a frenzy, surged forward, turning in mid-air, his right leg drawing a magnificent arc with a momentum akin to an overwhelming mountain crash.
Faced with the unyielding barrage of Yelu Shou’s fierce and cunning kicks, Lucifer was repeatedly forced to retreat, struggling to find a breakthrough. Just as he wanted to retreat further, he found himself unwittingly backed into a wall, cunningly blocked from retreating further. With no time for more reactions, as Yelu Shou’s attack was imminent, he gritted his teeth, raised his arms to block, and a moment later, a tremendous force surged forward.
Crack! Two trembling arms crossed in the air, and with a slight cracking sound, the sweat-covered arms dislocated.
Yelü Shou’s iron leg, slashing down fiercely, showed no signs of stopping, continuing to unleash overwhelming power, forcibly smashing Lucifer’s scapula, knocking him to the ground. As soon as he landed, Yelü Shou pivoted smoothly on his left foot, sweeping out his right leg, performing a perfect sweeping kick, striking downward mid-air and spinning into a kick, all in one fluid motion, creating a visually stunning impact with its bloody ferocity.
Just like that? Even though he watched Lucifer being blasted far away, the victorious Yelü Shou instead began to feel uneasy.
At that moment, he heard a rustling sound and suddenly turned around as a dark figure attacked, pressing towards his head, and a terrifying aura crawled into his mind. This immense pressure far exceeded that of the fallen Lucifer.
Although surprised, Yelü Shou managed to slide to the side against the ground just as the dark figure pressed down. He blinked and stared at the person in front of him, then glanced at Lucifer on the other side as he slowly climbed back to his feet.
"You’re the real Lucifer!" It was still speculation, but the murderous aura emanating from this person already told Yelü Shou he likely was.
The gray hair lay flat against the back of his head, and the cold glint in his gray eyes sent a chill down Yelü Shou’s spine. He felt his heart momentarily stop under the gaze of those gray eyes, the sharp cry of his heart filled him with the urge to scream loudly. Biting his lips, he forced himself to confront those gray eyes.
"Where is Xiao Lin?"
"Where is Xiao Lin?" Lucifer asked again, his cold voice carrying an irresistible force, and in the distance, the man who had been knocked down had already climbed up, step by step approaching Yelü Shou, who was immersed in Lucifer’s pressure. Yelü Shou couldn’t spare a thought for this person, making it impossible to evade his sneak attack when he was only half an arm’s length away.
The wind from the palms striking his back temporarily freed Yelü Shou from Lucifer’s mental grip, but it also sent him crashing into a wall. Yelü Shou widened his eyes and glared fiercely at that person, a cold smile curling his lips. "Is this the person you found?" Clearly, this remark was directed at Lucifer and carried a mocking tone.
To the people of ’Black Crow,’ a sneak attack wasn’t considered disgraceful. As assassins, any moral concept would be thrown to the winds, with achieving the goal as the standard, and methods merely auxiliary tools. Lucifer turned his gaze slowly towards the back-attacker, staring at him expressionlessly. Then, with a flash of silver light between his raised hands, the thin blade sealed the coup with blood, causing the attacker to collapse silently to the ground, eyes wide open, not knowing why or how he died.
Although Yelü Shou felt bewildered by Lucifer’s actions, the chubby guy faced with this sudden change was already trying to escape the wall. Ignoring Lucifer, he scrambled onto the wall to chase the chubby guy. Three people had died, two of them already; letting the only living one escape would utterly disgrace him.
As Yelü Shou contemplated, his body instinctively followed his thoughts’ response. However, the dark shadow flashed again, as if Lucifer was deliberately opposing him, blocking his path. "Are you here... to help the chubby guy?" Yelü Shou found a term he considered appropriate halfway through his words; since when did ’Black Crow’ start working as bodyguards? When it was always about taking lives, this seemed like a contradictory approach for a bodyguard, right?
Lucifer ignored Yelü Shou’s words, turning his palm into a fist, striking at the center of his neck. The subtle air currents were altered as if the space were changing, shocking Yelü Shou greatly. Although Lucifer’s fist looked unremarkable, it could disrupt air flow, with such speed and force that it wasn’t something Yelü Shou could handle by clever maneuvering.
In quick succession, he leapt from the wall to the ground. Using his agile body, he hopped up and down between the walls to evade each of Lucifer’s attacks. He was now solely on the receiving end, with no room to strike back.
Seemingly tired of toying with Yelü Shou, Lucifer shook his arm as if it shared the same resting point as Yelü Shou’s, flicking several coins through his fingers, which landed in front of him, blocking his path. The coins were a warning; there wouldn’t be such luck next time.
Thud, thud, thud... The last soft, muffled sound landed right on Yelü Shou’s shoe, sending a cold sweat down his back. He stopped and met those gray eyes, suddenly raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Okay, I won’t run, but the chubby guy, I must take him away. Serving Shao Weihua is your business, but your boss is a nemesis of his. If ’Black Crow’ doesn’t plan to keep mixing things up and wants to break up, then ’Dark’ wouldn’t mind taking over those people of yours, after all, we are in the same business, right!" Pretending to be lighthearted, Yelü Shou chuckled towards Lucifer. "However, I don’t think you’re the type to hand him over. How about before you and I fight, I bring the person back for you, and we battle again? If I win, you give him to me, and if I lose, I’ll give you my life, I’ll take a small loss here!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) and vote with recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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