Chapter 286.1V3

Chapter 286.1V3

Lin Nuo stepped out to find himself in quite a predicament. The three individuals before him looked like no pushovers based on their tracking speed.

“So, I told you you’re a jinx,” Lin Nuo quipped.

“Yeah, I’m a jinx. That’s why I said you should leave first. I’ll handle this.”

“I’m just worried there won’t be anyone left to make quality cold water in the future.”

Faced with the unexpected trio, Lin Nuo surveyed the surroundings. It was spacious enough, but there were plenty of obstacles—perfect for someone like him, who wasn’t great in direct confrontations but good at using cover for flanking attacks.

One of the opponents coldly commanded, “Kill him.”

No need for flowery words; they charged directly at him, fast enough that Mu Yiting barely had time to react.

But Lin Nuo was like the wind; such a charge wouldn’t faze him.

He tossed a powder ball to the ground, releasing a cloud of dust, and since it was nighttime, visibility dropped even further.

“A mere trick.”

They had seen such cover tactics before, trying to obscure vision and make a getaway.

Knowing the routine, one of them pulled out a device, chanted a few words, and in an instant, all the dust was sucked in, clearing the view immediately.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

The one holding the device sneered, as this small trick wouldn’t faze him.

After all, those in the business come prepared.

While absorbing the dust, they quickly spread out to block Lin Nuo’s escape routes.

“You won’t get away.”

“Oh really?”

Lin Nuo smirked, snapped his fingers, and suddenly the device that had absorbed the dust heated up rapidly, as if a fuse had been lit, and it exploded.

Boom!

Amidst the explosion, thick smoke billowed out, revealing that the person had turned into a bloody mess.

You thought you could absorb the dust? Little did you know it was a bomb!

To them, his so-called trick was merely a disguise for something much more lethal.

“You’re done for.”

Seeing their comrade blown to bits, the other two gritted their teeth, clearly taken aback by the turn of events.

“You found some muscle; that’s impressive.”

To prevent Lin Nuo from using any sneaky tactics, the other two kept their distance, watching for escape routes, making sure Mu Yiting wouldn’t slip away in the chaos.

Lin Nuo could tell from their movements and response speed that they were seasoned fighters—quick and sharp.

After some internal calculations, he realized that running would only put him at a disadvantage; they would catch up eventually, and with Mu Yiting along, fighting while fleeing would deplete their energy and leave them vulnerable to surprise attacks.

Therefore, crushing the opponents was the best escape strategy, perfectly in line with his villainous style.

As the opponents tried a new trick, they threw a round blade with sharp blades circling it towards Lin Nuo.

Mu Yiting instinctively raised her blade to slice it down, but Lin Nuo halted her: “Don’t bother; you can’t cut it.”

Even in the dim light of night, Lin Nuo could recognize the material of the blade: a super-tough alloy. If Mu Yiting’s blade managed to hit it, not only would her weapon break, but she’d also end up injured.

The blade had tracking capabilities, forcing Lin Nuo and Mu Yiting to dodge continually as it remained on their tails.

One flew the blade while the other threw various hidden weapons, working together to torment both Mu Yiting and Lin Nuo.

Not one to remain passive, Mu Yiting pulled out her own hidden weapons to counterattack and disrupt the opponent’s control of the blade.

However, her attacks had little effect, as they had prepared for this, using a Spirit Shield to block her strikes.

You try to disrupt me, but it severely hampers the balance of our game.

They could only charge forward.

Just as Mu Yiting geared up to rush in, she was hit by one of their poisoned hidden weapons.

“This…”

Mu Yiting attempted to force the toxin out with her inner strength, but oddly enough, the poison seemed weak yet became more torturous the more she used her power.

“Save your energy. Here, take this,” Lin Nuo said, popping a pill into her mouth that could drive out this kind of poison.

“Don’t activate your energy, step back and hide for a moment.”

Lin Nuo scooped up Mu Yiting and retreated to a dilapidated building to temporarily evade the oncoming projectiles before rushing back out again.

The blade whizzed around him, searching for an opening.

As Lin Nuo darted left and right, the blade found its chance and suddenly sped toward him.

Lin Nuo sidestepped just in time, his reflexes sharp, pulled out a Spirit Fu, and slapped it onto the blade.

The blade lost its control, and with Lin Nuo seizing back the reins, he murmured an incantation.

“Nice blade you’ve got here, but now it belongs to me.”

As he chanted, the blade instantly changed direction, hurtling back towards its former master.

“What is this?!”

The original controller was taken aback; this blade had been used for countless assassinations but had never been taken from him.

Guess he’d have to meet force with force.

One of them threw another sharp blade, planning to clash blades—either way, they hoped to deal damage while the third would take the chance to sneak attack Lin Nuo.

“This isn’t how you play this.”

Lin Nuo sneered again, murmuring his incantation as the blade split into several copies.

The opponents were dumbfounded; they had controlled blades for so long and had never split one into multiple forms before.

What kind of trick was this?

Confused about which one to hit, they randomly struck one just to test.

The result? Instantly dying from the wrong choice—hitting a mere illusion.

“Uh-oh.”

By the time he realized it was too late; the real blade lunged at him.

Blood sprayed as the blade sliced deep, leaving him dazed, and soon he fell, lifeless.

One down, and the last one was already panicking. Realizing the danger, he quickly attempted to escape, throwing a few hidden weapons but missing, as he leaped back.

But Lin Nuo triggered a Wind Spirit Technique to accelerate, dashing in front of him like lightning, his fist swinging with fierce intensity.

With one strike from the Face-breaking Fist, he sent him crashing to the ground.

“Cough… cough…”

After coughing up some dust, he quickly regained his composure, only to find the blade hurtling toward him.

Once again, a pool of blood was left on the ground as the sharp blade struck a critical spot, ending his life on the spot.

Only high-caliber assassins could manage to control a blade while engaging in combat like this.

But as the ultimate villain, he could do it too.

“They’re dead; you can come out now.”

Confirming they were all gone, Lin Nuo called back to Mu Yiting hiding in the ruin behind him, then squatted down to search through their clothes.

“This token seems to belong to your lot.”

“Yes, they’re from the Mu family; I had my suspicions.”

Mu Yiting said while covering her injury and moving forward.

“No, I mean, this token—I saw it on one of your attendants last time.”

Lin Nuo tossed the token to Mu Yiting.