Chapter 225: Clash
As if convinced that his side would win, the man in black on the chair no longer paid attention to Mo Ziyuan’s fighting over there, his gaze full of interest always roaming over Lin Xin.
“Little girl, you’re quite pretty. Don’t be so stubborn in resisting. Once my people take over this large camp, serve me well, and I can give you a bright future.” The man in black persuaded Lin Xin patiently.
Lin Xin sized him up from head to toe several times, and after he finished speaking, she suddenly burst out laughing with a “puchi”.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Laughing at you!” Lin Xin’s tone was cheerful with a hint of teasing. “You still want to take over this large camp and give me a bright future. I really don’t know whether to say you’re blindly confident or naive!”
“Hehe, what’s the use of you being stubborn? Look behind you. Don’t your people have no power to resist anymore? Let me tell you, their lives are in the hands of that damn general in the tent. As long as he surrenders, I guarantee I won’t touch these soldiers. If he remains stubborn, what do you think the result will be?”
The man in black’s behavior was very much like a cat toying with a mouse it had caught. Unfortunately, he didn’t know that the one in front of him was one that ate both cats and mice!
“I don’t know their outcome, but I just need to know yours.” Lin Xin said with a smile on her face.
“Hahaha, good. Originally, looking at your face, I wanted to spare your life, but since you don’t cherish this opportunity, so be it.” The man in black raised his right hand, and the sturdy Western Rong man next to his chair slowly approached Lin Xin with a lewd smile on his face.
“Since you don’t know what’s good for you, pay the price for your words and actions!” A cold glint flashed in the man in black’s eyes. After speaking, he pressed his lips tightly and said no more. The Western Rong man stood three steps away from Lin Xin, grinning ferociously at her.
Lin Xin turned her head to glance at Mo Ziyuan. Seeing that although he couldn’t end the fight quickly, he clearly had the upper hand, she no longer paid attention to that side and focused her energy on facing the Western Rong man opposite her.
“Make your move!” The man in black instructed indifferently.
Upon receiving the order, the Western Rong man somehow drew a strangely shaped curved saber. The blade gleamed, its cold light reflecting on his ferocious face, giving off a weird vibe.
Lin Xin’s gaze became serious, with some subtle excitement. From the stance, she knew this man had great strength and followed the “one force subdues ten meetings” approach. Strength was exactly her strong suit, and she really wanted to know whether this native’s power or her golden finger was stronger.
Surprise flashed in the eyes of the Western Rong man opposite her. He sensed fighting intent from Lin Xin, which made him incredulous. His vigilance rose a level, and he believed Lin Xin would definitely use the “despicable” tactics common to Central Plains people to fight him.
“Since you won’t make the first move, I’ll go first!” Lin Xin’s fighting intent surged around her. The long sword in her hand changed to the Tang saber enhanced by metal supernatural ability user from the apocalypse in her space. The blade was pitch black, emanating a fierce dark glow, and swinging it produced a sharp whistling wind.
The Western Rong man raised his right hand high above his head, and his curved saber directly met the oncoming Tang saber. This block used eight-tenths of his strength.
Although he wasn’t underestimating her, he still couldn’t help but look down on Lin Xin’s strength, thinking she would definitely be sent flying by this strike. He had already planned his follow-up attacks.
However, the result shocked him greatly. The two blades of different colors clashed with a “clang”, sparking tiny sparks. The Western Rong man felt as if a big mountain had smashed down on him, and without suspense, he was pressed by Lin Xin until one knee fell to the ground.
This strike from Lin Xin also used six-tenths of her strength. Plus, she had leaped up to chop downward, and the blade was heavy, so the force pressing on the Western Rong man’s saber had actually exceeded her six-tenths.
This was just a probing move to test each other’s strength, but the results were completely opposite.
For Lin Xin, it was “that’s all!”, while for the Western Rong man, it was “how is that possible?”
The man in black nearby, who had always thought victory was assured, had a gloomy expression. His right hand still rested on his chin, but his left hand had gripped the chair’s armrest tightly. He cursed inwardly: “What an idiot, trash!”
The Western Rong man twirled his saber hand in a flourish, freeing his curved saber from under Lin Xin’s Tang saber, then countered with a full-force strike aimed straight at Lin Xin’s face.
Lin Xin showed no weakness. With a flick of her wrist, she held the Tang saber vertically in front of her, steadily blocking the Western Rong man’s attack.
Seeing the disbelief in his eyes, Lin Xin curled the corner of her mouth and smiled.
Then her gaze turned cold. She thrust her right hand forward, forcing the Western Rong man’s saber back down, compelling him to kneel on one knee again. He gripped the hilt with both hands, but still couldn’t stop his curved saber from falling.
Watching the muscles on the Western Rong man’s face tremble from exertion, a cruel smile flashed in Lin Xin’s eyes. She increased the force again. The Western Rong man watched helplessly as his curved saber slowly embedded into his own shoulder, the bone-piercing pain sapping his strength.
Following the cold light downward was one of his arms, severed at shoulder length.
“Ah~” Even if the Western Rong man was tough, the pain of losing an arm made him unable to hold back a scream, with bean-sized sweat beads oozing from his forehead.
The man in black’s gaze became as gloomy as a venomous snake, not sparing half a glance for his subordinate who had lost an arm, but fixing entirely on Lin Xin.
Lin Xin had no tradition of not hitting a dog in the water. The painful experiences of the apocalypse told her that even the weakest enemy could counterattack with all their might, so she unhesitatingly raised her saber and chopped off the Western Rong man’s head.
With a “bang”, his massive body fell to the ground, his head rolling not far in front of him. A pair of eyes that couldn’t close stared straight at his own chest, then his gaze gradually lost its luster and dimmed.
The man in black completely lost his composure, glaring venomously at Lin Xin and squeezing words through his teeth: “You’re good. I’ll remember you.”
The death of the Western Rong man made all the Western Rong soldiers who had invaded the camp gather around, staring hostilely at Lin Xin. Some were already itching to rush up and avenge him.
Lin Xin secretly calculated the number of people present, gathered her supernatural ability, preparing to strike when they all rushed at her.
Over on Mo Ziyuan’s side, the fighting was still ongoing, but he clearly had the upper hand, using agile movements to make the Western Rong people’s attacks miss repeatedly.
Like the dead Western Rong man, this one also followed a fierce and powerful style. Every swing of his curved saber brought gusts of saber wind. Mo Ziyuan circled around him, taking advantage of the gaps when his saber momentum was exhausted and he couldn’t change moves in time to add a wound to his body.
“Ah~” Suddenly, a sharp scream came from Chen Lingyuan’s camp tent. Mo Ziyuan’s expression changed. After dodging the Western Rong person’s heavy strike again, he decisively turned and dashed into the camp tent.
Lin Xin, in perfect coordination, floated to block the Western Rong person who wanted to chase and hack at him.
