Chapter 65 Wolf Armor Appears, Slaying an Instant Level!

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Wolf Armor Appears, Slaying an Instant Level!

The people in the office reacted swiftly.

Meanwhile, a clamor had already erupted outside, filling the air with all sorts of screams and shouts:

"Enemy attack!"

"All guards on high alert! Protect the guests!"

"Send a few men to protect Mr. Simon!"

Amidst the shouts, fierce and rapid gunshots rang out. Dense footsteps followed close behind. Nearly ten fully Armed guards were already rushing toward this office.

Xie Yanran quickly shouted in a low voice, "Xiao Yu, hide behind the sofa!" As she spoke, she and Hong Yuan had already joined forces, setting up a shield in front of them.

Xiao Yu reacted just as swiftly, immediately rolling over to hide behind the sofa. The next moment, a group of guards filed in and quickly turned to close the door.

However, just as they turned to look at the group, two men abruptly raised submachine guns. It was none other than Sharp Blade and Ghost!

Felt, Xie Yanran, and Hong Yuan’s expressions changed drastically. The three responded differently. Felt immediately flipped backward in a rapid retreat, hiding behind the desk with Simon. Xie Yanran and Hong Yuan had no time to dodge; they instantly crouched and hid behind their shield.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT!

The muzzles frantically spewed tongues of fire. The two assassins had a clear division of labor. Sharp Blade fired at Xie Yanran and Hong Yuan, while Ghost aimed his muzzle at the other guards who had rushed in alongside them. Under several seconds of continuous close-range fire, these Fierce Level Elite guards were caught completely off guard and instantly collapsed with miserable screams.

After emptying their magazines, the two men moved without the slightest hesitation. They discarded their rifles on the spot, simultaneously drawing the handguns at their waists, and split up—charging toward the desk and the sofa respectively.

Sharp Blade rushed toward the desk, but a figure suddenly flashed. With his red hair flying, Felt dashed out, wielding his Swift Sword.

Sharp Blade immediately pulled his trigger in rapid succession, a continuous string of fiery tongues bursting from his muzzle.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!

Facing this terrifying muzzle, Felt maintained a calm expression. His feet crossed elegantly, as if dancing a gorgeous waltz. He always managed to preemptively dodge the direction of Sharp Blade’s muzzle.

And this wasn’t even the most astonishing part. Sharp Blade was also an expert with the ability to See Through, possessing an equally high degree of prediction regarding Felt’s movements. As both were at the Instant Level, Felt’s footwork clearly couldn’t match Sharp Blade’s Speed in adjusting his muzzle and firing. Out of the dozen or so bullets, a few still shot toward the positions Felt was dodging into.

Yet, Felt used clever sword-swinging angles, combined with his phantom-like footwork, to Skew and slash away all of these unavoidable bullets.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG—

Fierce sparks flashed. Slashing bullets with a sword! Even if he was only slashing ordinary handgun bullets, it was already incredibly exaggerated. Furthermore, Felt’s Swift Sword was forged from a special alloy and possessed astonishing Strength. Even after colliding with bullets, it showed no visible damage!

In the blink of an eye, Sharp Blade, having emptied his bullets, was met with Felt’s offensive. A lunging thrust!

SWISH!

CLANG!

The Swift Sword transformed into a streak of lightning, instantly piercing right up to Sharp Blade’s face, only to be Blocked by Sharp Blade’s hastily raised handgun! At the same time, his left hand had long since switched to a reverse grip on a short sword, slashing outward. Felt simultaneously raised his sword in an upward thrust, diverting this short sword aside as well!

This was See Through. This was Pre-read. With this wondrous ability to directly see the omens of actions, Felt could Pre-read the trajectories and impact points of Sharp Blade’s handgun bullets, while Sharp Blade could also Pre-read the angles and trajectories of Felt’s Swift Sword thrusts. The gap in the weapons’ "attack ranges" was vastly smoothed out, allowing both of them to accurately Block each other’s attacks!

A battle between two Fierce-level Powerhouses would usually decide victory and death very quickly. However, a battle between two Instant Level powerhouses generally required many exchanges before it would end with the exhaustion of one side’s stamina or Heart Power. The two instantly closed the distance between them, intertwining the flashes of blades and sword shadows back and forth, unfolding an exceptionally fierce bout of offense and defense.

On the other side, as Ghost rapidly stepped forward, his handgun also fired at high Speed toward Xie Yanran and Hong Yuan. But Xie Yanran and Hong Yuan clearly did not possess Felt’s Expert Level Pre-read ability. They could only desperately huddle behind the Explosion-Proof Shield, suppressed by Ghost’s shooting to the point where they couldn’t move an inch.

Ghost’s target was evidently not these two. While rapidly firing and emptying his magazine, he had already stepped around them, preparing to vault over the sofa and attack Xiao Yu, who was hiding behind it.

Xiao Yu had also long sensed that something was wrong. As she hid behind the sofa, she rapidly adjusted her breathing frequency, entering the hidden variation of the Dragon Transformation Breathing Technique.

"Xiao Yu, you can do this!" she thought. Her gaze was anxious yet resolute. The Evil Flood Dragon imagery in her mind, stimulated by this life-and-death crisis, transformed at a Speed far exceeding the norm.

ROAR!

In the next instant, the Evil Flood Dragon underwent a Dragon Transformation.

THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP—

Xiao Yu’s eyes turned dark red, root-like veins bulged under her skin, and her cascading hair swayed slightly. She flipped the sofa toward Ghost to block his line of sight and immediately turned to flee. Ghost abruptly kicked the sofa aside and gave chase after Xiao Yu.

CRACK!

At this moment, the large panes of glass in the office shattered.

Amidst Xiao Yu’s drumbeat-like roaring heartbeats, everyone subconsciously looked over. They saw the originally expansive floor-to-ceiling glass entirely explode into pieces. Outside was the gloomy night sky, and a breeze carrying the scent of the sea blew into the room.

A pitch-black figure burst through the flying glass shards, his image subsequently revealing itself to the crowd. His entire body was enclosed in a ferocious black Armor that looked as if it belonged in a fantasy tale. His Helmet combined with a neck guard at a clever angle. He didn’t look humanoid; instead, he resembled a wolf’s head with sharp teeth and scarlet eyes.

In his right hand, he carried a longsword over a meter and a half in total length. Its blade was perfectly straight, presenting a single-edged Canfeng Sword. It looked thick and heavy. Just witnessing it could almost make one imagine the scene of being smashed to pieces by a single swing of this sword. His black cape fluttered loudly in the sea breeze, billowing like animal fur. Set against the backdrop of the night sky, his entire person seemed like a bizarre knight from an Otherworld.

"Black Armor Swordsman!" Hong Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

"The Black Armor Swordsman!?" Xiao Yu thought. She had already run to the corner of the wall near Feng Yin. Her round eyes sparkled brightly, staring intently at the tall, ghost-like figure.

At the same time, Feng Yin had already unhesitatingly stepped into a Wolf Leap Step, flying forward to rush at Ghost! In the process, his Canfeng Sword swept horizontally outward.

Wolf Leaping Flying Slash!

SWISH!

Amidst the roaring sound of tearing air, the Canfeng Sword carved out a semicircle, slashing toward Ghost’s waist.

Heavy and Swift Sword!

With only a handgun with an emptied magazine in his hand, Ghost absolutely didn’t dare to contend against this Heavy Sword. He hurriedly took a stride backward to retreat. It was no joke. Sharp Blade dared to use his handgun to Block Felt’s Swift Sword because that sword was lightweight. If one wanted to Block a Heavy Sword with such astonishing Sword Speed like Feng Yin’s without a proper melee weapon, it would be no different from courting death.

Feng Yin, however, chased after him with quick steps without pausing for a moment. Gripping the sword with both hands with astonishing power, he slashed out a gale-like flurry of attacks toward Ghost. Having fought fiercely against Ya Lie, he was very clear on just how terrifying the See Through ability of an Instant Level powerhouse was. And the enemy before him currently only had a handgun and wore no Protective Gear on his body.

Naturally, Feng Yin wouldn’t give his opponent any chances!

His figure was like a maddened beast. The trajectory of his Heavy Sword swings lacked any fixed pattern, brimming with pure violence and Speed. It was simply an inhuman display of Martial skills. Within a few breaths, he forced Ghost into the corner of the room!

It was narrow here, and Feng Yin could no longer use wide-range sweeping strikes. Thus, he directly launched a swift, upward chopping slash from a high stance.

Right at this moment, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of Ghost, who had been constantly dodging. He moved.

He had already Pre-read Feng Yin’s movements the moment he raised his sword. Instead of retreating, he advanced, suddenly lunging with a quick step right into Feng Yin’s guard. One hand pushed upward to Block Feng Yin’s sword-wielding hand, while the other chaied around Feng Yin’s neck like a Snake. At the same time, one of his feet heavily swept against Feng Yin’s ankle.

A dual exertion of force!

Gustav Unarmed Assassination Art—Fixed Form.

Death Crocodile Spin!

Feng Yin reached out to grab Ghost, but was still flipped horizontally by this long-premeditated unarmed throwing technique. He was on the verge of plummeting to the ground.

TWANG!

Only the hidden, powerful snap of a spring mechanism was heard. Ghost’s entire body jolted. His eyes revealed astonishment... as well as despair. A Crossbow Arrow sank deeply into his chest.

THUD!

The instant Feng Yin smashed onto the floor, he rolled to his feet completely unscathed and snatched up the fallen Canfeng Sword! Crouching, turning, and delivering a heavy backhanded slash!!

SLASH!

Blood splattered! Ghost was chopped in half at the waist by this merciless Heavy Sword! His internal organs spilled all over the floor.

Everything had happened in a mere instant. This Instant Level expert, who had premeditated killing Feng Yin, had instead fallen into the trap that Feng Yin had intentionally laid out!

Ghost, a Combat Expert... was declared dead!