The muscles on Mo Tianxiong's face twisted violently.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Although most of the main forces of the guild's brothers had gone out of the city to level up, the remaining ones were all skilled players above Level 20.
Had they all been dealt with so silently by the man in front of him?
Not even a single alarm had sounded.
Mo Tianxiong's teeth ground together, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to his head.
He stared intently at the hooded figure, his voice squeezed through his teeth.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
The newcor let out a soft chuckle, the sound particularly jarring in the dead silence of the office.
"Weren't you looking for ?"
"How is it that I'm standing right in front of you, and you don't recognize ?"
This rhetorical question made Mo Tianxiong's pupils suddenly contract!
He widened his eyes, his face filled ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) with absurdity and horror.
"You... you're that Yasuo?!"
Impossible!
How could he be here?!
Just a mont ago, he was still plotting how to lure this cowardly turtle out of the Old City District.
Yet, the other party had actually delivered himself to his doorstep, appearing in his stronghold!
After a brief mont of shock, ca a towering rage.
Mo Tianxiong laughed in extre anger, his face contorted by fury.
"Good! Very good!"
"You had a path to Heaven but didn't take it, and now you've barged into Hell where there was no gate!"
"You've co at just the right ti; today, I will avenge my son!"
He abruptly snatched a giant axe covered in nacing barbs from the wall, his Battle Intent erupting!
"Go! Kill him!"
At his command, the two subordinates who had long been poised for action, along with the thug at the door who had just reacted, rushed towards Yasuo in a triangular formation, roaring!
Three different Profession lights illuminated, and sword light, arrows, and curses instantly sealed off all of Yasuo's escape routes.
Jasmine's heart leaped to her throat.
However, facing this deadly encirclent, the man calmly raised his hand.
Slowly drawing his Wind-Breaking Longsword.
"Too slow."
Two cold words rang out.
The next instant, his figure suddenly transford into a zigzagging bolt of lightning!
Lightning Rush!
"Pfft!"
As the lightning flashed, the warrior holding a battle saber at the very front abruptly stopped moving.
A slender line of blood appeared on his throat.
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
He hadn't even seen how the opponent had struck.
The lightning continued without pause, turning at a strange angle, instantly closing in on the archer behind him.
Before the horror on the archer's face could fully bloom, a hand had already gripped his neck.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed.
The third Curse Master let out a terrified scream and turned to flee.
But a bolt of lightning had already reached him from behind.
A cold sword blade pierced through his back, bringing forth a gush of hot blood from his heart.
The entire process happened in the blink of an eye.
Three elite professionals, all in their twenties, were killed without even touching Yasuo's clothes.
In the office, only Mo Tianxiong's heavy breathing remained.
The fury on his face had long been replaced by terror.
The man's strength in front of him was far more terrifying than described in the intelligence reports!
"You..."
Mo Tianxiong had only uttered one word when Yasuo's figure moved again.
No wasted words.
No hesitation.
Only slaughter!
"Bastard!"
Mo Tianxiong roared, turning and delivering a sweeping blow!
Bloody Whirling Dance!
The giant axe, with a tearing whistle, stirred up a fishy wind, sealing off all of Yasuo's escape routes!
However, Yasuo advanced instead of retreating.
The Black Iron Longsword in his hand thrust upwards, its tip precisely striking the rotating axe blade.
"Clang—!"
The clash of tal was deafening!
A violent force transmitted through the sword, and Yasuo's figure was shaken back several ters before he barely managed to stabilize himself.
As expected of a Level 35 warrior, his Strength attribute was indeed astonishing.
Mo Tianxiong, having landed a blow, was even more imposing, wielding his giant axe with wide, powerful swings, each move heavy and forceful, stirring up a violent gust of wind that made it hard to breathe.
For a mont, axe shadows flew and sword light flashed in the office.
Zhou Huai controlled Yasuo, maximizing the agility advantage of the S-Class Profession.
His figure was like a ghost, weaving through the gaps of the violent axe shadows, each dodge narrowly escaping, each sword strike cunning and ruthless, aid directly at Mo Tianxiong's weaknesses.
Mo Tianxiong grew increasingly alard as he fought.
This kid's speed was too fast!
Every one of his axe swings, though carefully calculated for lead ti, was always dodged by a hair's breadth.
And the opponent's sword could always strike from incredible angles, with the attached lightning power constantly eroding his body, making him numb all over, and his movents gradually becoming sluggish.
"Ahhh!"
Mo Tianxiong went completely insane, his eyes bloodshot, abandoning all defense and pouring all his strength into the giant axe in his hand!
Fatal Chop!
He leaped high, gripping the axe with both hands, and with all his might, brought it down on Yasuo's head!
This axe strike, condensing all his power and rage, was determined to split the person in front of him in two!
Facing this earth-shattering blow, Yasuo did not dodge.
He rely stood calmly in place, allowing the blood-glowing giant axe to continuously enlarge in his pupils.
Just as the giant axe was about to strike.
"Zzzzz—!"
Blinding lightning suddenly erupted from Yasuo's body!
A ferocious armor made of pure lightning power instantly covered his entire body!
Thunder Armor!
"Boom—!"
The giant axe fiercely struck the Thunder Armor, unleashing a deafening roar!
The violent shockwave instantly sent all the furniture in the office flying, tearing it to shreds!
Mo Tianxiong felt as if his axe had struck a ten-thousand-year-old profound iron; a terrifying Recoil Force ca, shattering his tiger's mouth and leaving it bloody.
What terrified him even more was that a powerful electric current surged madly into his body along the axe handle, making him tremble violently and fall into a brief 【Paralysis】 state!
Yasuo endured the blow, losing a small portion of his health, but his eyes grew even colder.
He moved.
Taking advantage of Mo Tianxiong's montary paralysis, the longsword in his hand transford into streaks of swift lightning, pouring madly onto Mo Tianxiong's body!
One strike!
Two strikes!
Three strikes!
Mo Tianxiong's armor was easily torn apart, and blood splattered!
The intense pain brought him back slightly from paralysis; he wanted to retreat, but found his body still incredibly stiff.
It was at this mont that the duration of Yasuo's Thunder Armor ended.
The armor instantly dissipated, transforming into an even more violent lightning explosion that struck Mo Tianxiong's chest at close range!
"Pfft—!"
Mo Tianxiong was struck as if by lightning, suddenly spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his body once again fell into 【Paralysis】 for about 1 second!
The victory was decided.
Yasuo's figure appeared before him as if teleporting.
A cold sword light cut through Mo Tianxiong's desperate eyes.
Blood continuously spurted from Mo Tianxiong's body!
"No..."
Despair and fear finally appeared in Mo Tianxiong's eyes.
He wanted to beg for rcy, but found that only gurgling sounds could co from his throat.
Just then, Yasuo unleashed a fatal sword strike!
Thunderous Strike!
Mo Tianxiong's body, already on the verge of its limit, could no longer hold on.
He collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, charred all over, completely losing his breath.
The battle ended.
Yasuo calmly sheathed his sword.
At this mont, Jasmine was curled up on the ground.
Although her whole body ached slightly.
But a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Was she dreaming?
She seed to have dread that her boss ca to save her.
He even killed Mo Tianxiong.
Just then, Jasmine vaguely felt soone approach her.
And picked her up on his back.
Just like before.
Feeling the real, broad shoulders.
Jasmine could no longer hold back, and tears stread down her face.
"Boss... is it really you?"
Zhou Huai, controlling Yasuo, silently humd in affirmation.
His tone was calm and resolute.
"I told you to wait for , and I would definitely co."
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