Chapter 497 Death Threat
Gao Dongran sneered inwardly. So what if you’re strong? Once my dagger pierces you, you’ll die just the same! Oh, Lin Kuang, Lin Kuang... After fighting you for so long, you will finally die by my hand!
Just as he was thinking this, a flash of cold light streaked by, knocking his dagger off course. In that instant, Gao Dongran froze. What... what just happened?
While he was still in shock, Lin Kuang abruptly turned, sweeping Nameless toward Gao Dongran’s neck. A moment ago, Lin Kuang had used Nameless to deflect the dagger.
Seeing the cold glint of the sword attacking him, Gao Dongran instinctively pushed off with both feet, retreating explosively. He was lucky to move so quickly; otherwise, his head would have been lopped clean off.
Lin Kuang stood calmly in place, holding Nameless as he watched Fan Qing and Gao Dongran. "I thought you two would have some skill, but it seems you’re nothing special after all," he said with a smile. His mocking tone, however, made Fan Qing and Gao Dongran’s expressions turn utterly foul.
"Lin Kuang, you... you actually concealed your strength?!" Fan Qing growled through gritted teeth, murder flashing in his eyes.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang just smiled faintly. "Is there a rule against hiding your true abilities in a fight? Tsk tsk, who made that one up?"
Fan Qing’s expression soured. He knew Lin Kuang was right—there was nothing wrong with concealing one’s strength in battle. Still, his performance was incredibly infuriating.
"Fine, very well! So what if you have the strength to match me? I’ll kill you all the same!"
With that, Fan Qing charged, his face contorted with rage. A short knife, slightly longer than a dagger but exceptionally sharp, had appeared in his hand.
"Then let’s see it," Lin Kuang replied. "Show me what kind of strength you really have!"
As he spoke, he brandished the Nameless Sword and executed the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique. The seamless and terrifyingly lethal swordsmanship immediately sent Fan Qing into a flustered panic. After all, the sword technique was too unpredictable, with no discernible pattern. The more erratic it was, the less Fan Qing could anticipate Lin Kuang’s attacks, leading to him being completely suppressed.
Seeing this, Gao Dongran’s face grew dark. He had thought Lin Kuang was already at his limit, but now he realized this was his opponent’s true power! Watching Fan Qing being suppressed, Gao Dongran knew he couldn’t stand idly by. If Fan Qing fell, he was sure to die next. At this point, they were like two grasshoppers on the same string—neither could escape alone.
With that thought, Gao Dongran leaped into the fray, his dagger dancing as he coordinated with Fan Qing to launch a Fatal Strike against Lin Kuang.
However, Lin Kuang showed no hint of retreat. On the contrary, his battle lust only grew stronger.
"Come on! Let me see how strong the two of you really are!" he roared.
The next moment, he unleashed the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique with no reservations. Its immense power and uncanny moves flowed out one after another. In an instant, Fan Qing and Gao Dongran were the ones being suppressed. Yes, these two powerful experts were being completely overwhelmed by Lin Kuang.
Seeing this, their expressions became even more unsightly. This was something they had never expected. They thought a two-on-one fight would be enough to finish Lin Kuang, but his strength was too formidable. Furthermore, his bizarre swordsmanship left them feeling utterly stifled.
Lin Kuang, however, was in high spirits. This Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique really is something else. Without it, suppressing these two would have been incredibly difficult. That trip to the Pei Family really paid off; I picked up a real treasure.
Watching their ugly expressions, Lin Kuang’s good mood continued. As he fought, he thought, It’s about time to finish you two off.
With that decision, he stopped holding back with his Willow Catkin Technique. Instantly, Lin Kuang’s speed surged. He seemed to multiply into several figures, completely surrounding Fan Qing and Gao Dongran.
At this sight, their faces turned grim. They were already fighting at their absolute limit and were still being suppressed by Lin Kuang—that was the difference in their power. Now, with his speed drastically increased by the Willow Catkin Technique, they were dazzled and disoriented, their attacks barely able to keep up. Watching the two scramble in disarray, Lin Kuang sneered inwardly.
The next moment, Nameless shot forward, thrusting directly for Gao Dongran’s throat at blinding speed. Gao Dongran was completely bewildered, utterly unable to avoid the strike. But Fan Qing couldn’t just stand by and watch. If Gao Dongran died, his own chances of victory would vanish. He had to save him—and that was exactly what Lin Kuang was waiting for.
In a flash, Fan Qing’s short blade intercepted Nameless. As Gao Dongran retreated, his heart still pounding with fear, Lin Kuang suddenly lashed out with a kick aimed straight at Fan Qing’s abdomen. Fan Qing’s body flashed aside, narrowly avoiding the blow.
But in the very instant he dodged, Lin Kuang’s fist smashed out. Fan Qing never even saw it coming. By the time he registered the attack and tried to dodge, the fist had already arrived, leaving him no way to escape.
Instantly, horror filled Fan Qing’s eyes as the fist slammed viciously into his heart.
BANG!
Fan Qing was sent flying, soaring high into the air as blood sprayed from his mouth like a crimson rain, a truly tragic sight.
He had no chance of survival. Lin Kuang’s punch had mercilessly shattered his heart. Even if he wanted to live, it was impossible.
With Fan Qing eliminated in a single blow, Lin Kuang breathed a sigh of relief. Fan Qing had been the greater threat. As for Gao Dongran... without Fan Qing, killing him would be easy.
Gao Dongran knew this as well. As he looked at Lin Kuang, his eyes filled with pure terror. He did not want to die.
Holding Nameless, Lin Kuang walked step-by-step toward Gao Dongran, his gaze a mixture of playfulness and potent killing intent.
As Lin Kuang approached, Gao Dongran could no longer control his fear. "You... you... you can’t kill me!" he threatened, his voice trembling. "Go on, Lin Kuang, kill me... unless you want to watch Shen Yanxia die!"