Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Chapter 586

"Lin Kuang, don’t be so arrogant! The outcome is still unknown," Miura Ken said, his expression grim.

"That’s right! You’re no match for us," Fan Fengxian sneered.

Hearing this, Lin Kuang laughed in disdain. "Not your match? Where did you get a conclusion like that?"

Miura Ken and Fan Fengxian were stunned for a moment. They didn’t have a conclusion; it was just a feeling.

"The conclusion doesn’t matter. What matters is that we can kill you, and that’s enough!" Fan Fengxian declared, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Tsk, is that so? Then what’s with all the pointless talk? Fight!" Lin Kuang roared.

Without any hesitation, Lin Kuang rushed forward, the Nameless in his hand vibrating as he attacked Fan Fengxian. Seeing this, Fan Fengxian showed no weakness, swinging his longsword to engage Lin Kuang in a fierce battle.

At the same time, Miura Ken also charged, his katana slashing toward Lin Kuang again. The two of them battled him together.

Lin Kuang stood undaunted. An endless stream of power flowed through his body as he merged with the world around him, and the Force of Nature rapidly replenished his spent energy. In an instant, Lin Kuang fought with a crazed fervor, like a War God incarnate. His strength was terrifying.

Miura Ken and Fan Fengxian’s faces turned grim. They felt the terrifying battle intent radiating from Lin Kuang, whose power hadn’t weakened—it had actually increased. After fighting for so long, their own True Qi was severely depleted. Yet Lin Kuang only grew stronger with every clash. His True Qi seemed inexhaustible, and his strength had even risen a few notches. The man was a monster.

This can’t go on. If this continues, we’re likely to fail! Fan Fengxian thought to himself. Although he hated to admit it, it was an undeniable fact.

Fan Fengxian wasn’t the only one thinking this; Miura Ken shared the sentiment. Continuing like this was far too dangerous for them.

"Miura Ken, have your ninjas attack! What are you still hesitating for?!" Fan Fengxian suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, Miura Ken was taken aback. To be honest, he hadn’t wanted his ninjas to intervene. But at this point, if they didn’t, victory seemed hopelessly out of reach.

With that thought, Miura Ken clenched his jaw. "Everyone, get out here! Kill him!" he roared, no longer caring about anything else. As long as they could kill Lin Kuang, that was all that mattered.

At Miura Ken’s command, the hidden ninjas emerged from the shadows. There were over a dozen of them, each holding a katana. The next moment, these ninjas charged at Lin Kuang, surrounding him for a combined assault.

"Heh, it’s useless no matter how many of you small fries show up!" Lin Kuang declared dominantly.

With that, Lin Kuang darted forward. Swinging Nameless, he launched a fierce assault against the ninjas. Miura Ken and Fan Fengxian didn’t just stand by and watch. They knew these ninjas wouldn’t last long against Lin Kuang on their own.

At the same time, the hidden Yin joined the group of ninjas, awaiting an opportunity to deliver a Fatal Strike to Lin Kuang.

Facing over a dozen ninjas and the three masters among them, Lin Kuang went completely berserk.

With every slash of his sword, a ninja was inevitably slain. At times, his Nameless even pierced through the hearts of two ninjas at once. Of course, Lin Kuang sustained injuries as well, but they were minor. He didn’t care. All that mattered was the kill, and he was completely lost in a berserk frenzy.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of even these professionally trained ninjas, men who had long since disregarded their own lives. Lin Kuang was too ferocious, almost cruel. Severed arms, limbs, and heads littered the ground, while he himself was drenched in blood. He was like a man made of blood, a truly shocking sight.

"Kill! Fan Fengxian! Yin! Give it your all!" Miura Ken roared.

By this point, there was no room for hesitation. It was a fight to the death; only one side would survive.

Hearing Miura Ken, Fan Fengxian and Yin nodded repeatedly. They knew this was no time for hesitation; they had to act. The next moment, the three of them charged out simultaneously, and the few remaining ninjas encircled Lin Kuang, launching their final, fatal assault.

Lin Kuang let out a deafening roar. He swung Nameless so fast that it formed an impenetrable silver barrier, blocking all of their attacks.

This was the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword!

In this moment of crisis, Lin Kuang had unleashed his ultimate trump card. With the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword unleashed, his combat power surged once again. After all, the technique was designed for the weak to defeat the strong. When wielded by someone as powerful as Lin Kuang, its might was truly terrifying.

"Damn you! I’ll put everything I have into this! Single Sword Style: Myriad Blades Return to Origin!" Miura Ken bellowed, his katana transforming into countless phantoms as it fiercely slashed toward Lin Kuang.

Lin Kuang saw it clearly. As the attack approached, he snorted coldly.

"’Myriad Blades Return to Origin’? What a load of crap. It’s just a few quick slashes. And that qualifies?" Lin Kuang said with contempt as he simultaneously stabbed forward with Nameless.

In an instant, Nameless pierced through the blur of steel and pressed firmly against the blade of the katana, instantly foiling Miura Ken’s Myriad Blades Return to Origin. But Nameless didn’t stop there. It slid down the katana’s blade. With a flick of his wrist, Lin Kuang brutally slashed it across Miura Ken’s neck.

In a flash, Miura Ken’s head soared into the air as a gush of fresh blood erupted like a crimson fountain.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and Fan Fengxian and Yin had no time to intervene.

"Dead?" Fan Fengxian murmured. An expert nearly as strong as himself had just been beheaded by Lin Kuang. It was unbelievable. But the reality had unfolded right before his eyes, leaving him no room for doubt.

"He deserved to die. As for the rest of you... die!" Lin Kuang snarled, swinging Nameless as he charged Fan Fengxian.

Snapping back to his senses, Fan Fengxian hastily dodged, avoiding Lin Kuang’s lethal strike. Meanwhile, the few remaining ninjas threw themselves at Lin Kuang in a desperate struggle. Of course, even fighting for their lives, they were no match for him; the gap in their strength was simply too vast.

And at that moment, hidden amongst the ninjas, Yin made his move.