Chapter 336: It’s No Problem for Me, Lin Nuo, to Enter and Exit to Save the Little Master

Chapter 336: It’s No Problem for Me, Lin Nuo, to Enter and Exit to Save the Little Master

“Well, it’s a good thing I’ve been battling on the battlefield for many years, honing my keen instincts. Even if a familiar face tries to stab me, I can sense it, let alone these two colleagues I’ve just met.”

After dodging their attacks, they didn’t relent and pressed on, launching continuous assaults on Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo thought to himself, “These two are such bandits.”

Is this what they call eliminating competitors to take their place?

Everyone says to unite against a common enemy, but these two are starting a civil war!

While my main task is to save the little master, now it feels like there’s a side quest: take these two out.

Keeping them around is bound to bring trouble; even if they manage to rise, who knows when they’ll turn on me?

The dark-faced brute swung a massive sword down, and Xu Luo jumped back, leaving a huge crater in the ground.

If that hit him, he’d probably be sent straight to the underworld.

The other tall man charged in, delivering two quick slashes that were lightning fast, not at all like a rookie just entering the underworld.

It seemed like they were united against him, trying to team up to eliminate this competitor.

Shouldn’t it be a three-way brawl?

Wow, they’re teaming up to bully me, Lin Nuo!

Lin Nuo noticed that not only did the two of them harbor ill will toward him, but also nearby bandits were closing in.

Strangely, the bandit troops didn’t seem to regard these two as enemies.

Could it be the bandits are infiltrating the Helong Hall?

Really? Aren’t they supposed to be a rabble of uneducated rogues, not savvy enough to have such undercover operations?

Times have certainly changed.

“Die!”

The dark-faced brute swung his sword again, leaving another huge hole in the ground.

What a destructive force!

“Is that so?”

Lin Nuo tossed a dust ball on the ground, which erupted in a cloud of thick dust, obscuring everyone’s vision.

“Where did he go?!”

The dark-faced man quickly searched for Lin Nuo’s position and soon spotted him.

He rushed forward, ready to stab Lin Nuo.

Chop!

Hit!

His huge sword came crashing down on Lin Nuo’s head, and it hit him directly.

If this lands, he’ll definitely die!

Boom! Another tremendous sound reverberated as another crater formed.

But…

He didn’t see any bloody mess, nor did red blood spatter everywhere.

The person he struck felt as if he were air, the sword passing right through Lin Nuo without leaving a scratch.

“What the?!”

“You’re dead.”

Lin Nuo had already dashed behind him, thrusting a dagger toward his heart.

He was well-acquainted with this maneuver; he practiced it to take out protagonists, but he never succeeded once.

This dagger strike was swift and decisive, sending the dark-faced brute straight to the underworld.

Lin Nuo pulled out the dagger and blended back into the dust, while the bandits and the tall man continued to look for Lin Nuo rather than checking on the fallen dark-faced brute.

In an instant, over a dozen figures of Lin Nuo appeared from the dust cloud, leaving them utterly dumbfounded.

Is this a hallucination? How can there be so many identical people?!

Never mind, regardless of how, there’s safety in numbers. Even if a hundred run, it’s the same; just chop away!

They chased Lin Nuo with their swords, but ended up striking empty air.

“Phantoms, all phantoms!”

The tall man finally realized, but before he knew what hit him, another wave of energy struck him, sending him spewing blood and sprawling backwards for dozens of meters.

“This…”

He coughed out more blood in pain, sounding as if he was near death as he hoarsely groaned.

This guy was flung dozens of meters away, and in the chaos, he’d probably be accidentally finished off by some scoundrel or trampled to death. Lin Nuo hastily made for the direction of the horse cart to rescue the little master.

But ahead, the bandits were swarming like flies, a dense mass that was quite unnerving.

“If only I could unleash a whirlwind to clear the field!”

Lin Nuo mumbled. However, that was unrealistic; if he had such skills, he wouldn’t have come undercover.

Back in the day, Zhao Zilong single-handedly stormed in and out seven times to rescue A Dou. For me, Lin Nuo, to enter and exit to save the little master is no problem at all.

Alright, no more joking around.

He pulled out a few more dust balls from his pocket and smashed them down on the ground.

The scene was filled with dust clouds, creating rampant chaos.

Meanwhile, Mu Shi, sipping tea on the side, suddenly spewed tea everywhere.

“What’s happening?!”

He was flabbergasted; a huge gray dust cloud had descended, completely obscuring the scene from view.

“Report! My lord, it seems to be Mu Yiting’s reinforcements.”

“How do they have reinforcements? Weren’t we supposed to recruit some newbies?”

“It really looks like it’s newbies… and they’ve taken down the two we assigned.”

“What?! Who the hell are they?!”

Mu Shi was stunned. Everything had been calculated, and now trapping Mu Yiting meant she wouldn’t even have the chance to escape. He’d already deployed people to follow Yiting’s forces, ready to ambush her support team in the chaos, yet the lead units got wiped out.

The other newcomers lacked the strength to save Mu Yiting. They’d either die or surrender, making it impossible for anyone to infiltrate and rescue her—not to mention the leaders of these reinforcements were stuck outside, struggling for survival while thinking things were secure.

But now, chaos reigned.

What the heck is this dust? It’s so vast, it’s shrouding the entire battlefield?

Mu Shi could no longer see what was happening; he could only hear the repeated sounds of explosions and the anguished cries of his subordinates.

“Send my orders, quickly seal off all the entrances! I don’t believe that his dust can spread everywhere!”

Mu Shi commanded, and his attendants quickly found a few loudmouths to shout orders, causing everyone to retreat. However, the dust was too thick; people were crashing into one another, and a stampede ensued as some fell to the ground, triggering catastrophe.

Lin Nuo was hacking away with his sword, not even knowing who the little master was; as long as someone came to obstruct him, he’d strike.

As a result, he also ended up taking down some of Mu Yiting’s people who had fallen.

Just as he was nearing the horse cart, he spotted a long-haired figure fighting against the bandits amid the thick smoke.

Could that be another young master or miss?

Or is it just an illusion, and it’s actually a rugged brute behind the scenes?

Lin Nuo prepared himself; if the visual contrast is too extreme, he might just throw up—better to take it easy.

With grandiosity, Lin Nuo shouted, “I’m here to provide support! Where’s the little master?!”

“Over there!”

One of the injured brothers pointed in Lin Nuo’s direction, indicating the one with long hair.

Just as the call was made, the person was then slashed by the bandit.

“Good.”

Lin Nuo shouted loudly and charged forward.

I, Lin Nuo, armed with my sword, shall directly cut in and rescue the little master—this will surely make me a hero, effortlessly mingling with Helong Hall!

As Mu Yiting struggled, suddenly someone swung a fist from behind, but Lin Nuo arrived just in time to kick that person away.

Mu Yiting came to her senses and turned to look.

“Little master, I’m here. Wait, what?!”

Lin Nuo glanced at her and thought, something feels off…