Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Upon hearing this, Lin Kuang was stunned. Wasn’t Fan Zeyu here to kill me? Why is he so disdainful toward the Fan Family’s Head? And what’s with his tone? Something seems off.

"It seems you’re quite dissatisfied with your Family Head?" Lin Kuang asked, puzzled.

"What is there to be satisfied with that beast?" Fan Zeyu said coldly, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.

Lin Kuang grew even more puzzled. If he’s so dissatisfied with the Family Head, why did he even come? Could there be some hidden reason? Thinking this, he asked again, "Can you tell me why?"

"There’s no point in talking about it," Fan Zeyu replied. "Lin Kuang, I don’t want to kill you, but I have to. I have my reasons. I’m sorry, but I must kill you." He looked at Lin Kuang, his voice tinged with regret. If it weren’t for the woman he loved, he would never do something that went against his principles. However, for her sake, he had no choice. It was a truly helpless situation.

Lin Kuang nodded in understanding. "I get it. You don’t want to kill me, but you have a reason you must. In that case, let’s fight."

As he spoke, Lin Kuang stepped forward. The Open Door, Rest Gate, Life Gate, and Injury Gate—all Four Gates burst open, and his terrifying power soared!

Feeling the sudden surge of strength from Lin Kuang, Fan Zeyu’s expression subtly shifted. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Lin Kuang, you are strong indeed, just as expected of someone who could kill Fan Molun and the Shadow Guard. You truly have the power to back it up," Fan Zeyu remarked calmly.

"Indeed, they were no match for me," Lin Kuang said. "Come, Fan Zeyu."

Fan Zeyu nodded. His own formidable power surged explosively, momentarily surpassing Lin Kuang’s. This was the might of Fan Zeyu! It was precisely because he was so powerful that Fan Wudao had sent him.

Feeling the terrifying power emanating from Fan Zeyu, Lin Kuang’s expression changed slightly. He’s much stronger than I anticipated.

"Lin Kuang, why don’t you just surrender? You’re no match for me," Fan Zeyu said again, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

Lin Kuang couldn’t help but smirk. "True, you’re strong," he said, "but don’t underestimate me." With a low roar, he shouted, "The Du Gate, open!"

As he finished speaking, his already formidable strength soared once more. Terrifying power erupted, bringing him to the absolute peak he had ever achieved! Feeling the incredible force coursing through his body, a confident smile touched Lin Kuang’s lips.

When Lin Kuang’s full power unfurled, Fan Zeyu’s pupils constricted in shock. I thought that was his limit... I underestimated him. No, to be precise, his power is simply stunning. It’s absolutely terrifying—not the slightest bit weaker than my own.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Zeyu’s gaze turned grave. "I admit I underestimated you, Lin Kuang. You’re strong. Your power exceeds my expectations," he said solemnly.

Lin Kuang smiled slightly. "I just had a breakthrough myself. This is the first time I’m going all out. Fan Zeyu, don’t disappoint me." As he spoke, a fierce fighting spirit surged in his commanding gaze.

At this, Fan Zeyu suddenly burst out laughing. "Good! Very good, Lin Kuang! I admit you’re a worthy opponent. Rest assured, I won’t disappoint you."

Lin Kuang smiled and nodded. "Good. Then, let’s fight!"

As he spoke, power surged beneath his feet. He executed the Willow Catkin Technique, and his figure vanished in an instant. This incredible speed was the result of a recent, precious epiphany. Not only had his strength broken through, but his understanding of the Willow Catkin Technique had also risen to a new level. Lin Kuang could proudly claim that even if Pei Yuandong were here now, his mastery of this movement technique would be inferior.

Fan Zeyu’s expression shifted as he watched Lin Kuang’s extreme speed. But in the next moment, a smile spread across his face. Now this is an exciting opponent!

With that thought, power exploded from Fan Zeyu’s feet, and he shot forward. Though not quite as fast as Lin Kuang, he wasn’t far behind. The two figures rapidly approached each other, smiles on their faces, as if this were not a battle at all.

In an instant, Lin Kuang’s right fist shot out, carrying terrifying power. The force erupted with a boom as the very space around them seemed to tremble and crackle.

Seeing this, Fan Zeyu’s smile broadened. He threw his own left fist, unleashing its terrifying power without reservation.

In that instant, their fists collided!

THUD!

The muffled impact boomed with the force of two high-speed trains colliding—a terrifying roar of power!

Watching the two trade blows, Yang Ruoxi’s beautiful eyes filled with shock. She had once thought her own strength was quite commendable, but witnessing this battle, she finally understood how vast the gap was between her and fighters like Lin Kuang. They weren’t even in the same league. A single punch like that would be enough to kill her instantly; she wouldn’t even be able to defend against it. The difference in power was simply too great.

At that moment, both Lin Kuang and Fan Zeyu were thrown backward. The marble slabs beneath their feet completely shattered, leaving not a single piece intact.

"Haha! You’re strong, Lin Kuang! Excellent! You’re a fantastic opponent—I’m impressed!" Fan Zeyu laughed heartily as he regained his footing, clearly in high spirits.

"You’re not bad yourself, Fan Zeyu. Stronger than I imagined," Lin Kuang replied with a laugh. His eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and the blood in his veins boiled with excitement. This was the high-level combat he had always craved.

"Haha! Then come on! Let’s see who’s truly stronger!" Fan Zeyu roared with laughter. The next moment, he put power into his legs and rushed forward once more.

Lin Kuang didn’t hold back either. He executed the Willow Catkin Technique again, his speed reaching its absolute limit. He moved like a ghost in the night, so fast that Yang Ruoxi couldn’t fully track his movements, a testament to his incredible speed!

BOOM!

Their fists collided once more with a deafening roar. Immediately after, they launched into a frantic exchange of blows.