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In the hall, the air seemed to freeze, and a chilling gust of wind emerged from nowhere, creeping into Lin Yuan's collar. He rubbed his arms, feeling the ancient book in his hands grow even warmer, as if he were cradling a freshly baked sweet potato. This thing was now a treasure, but it could also be a death warrant; if it fell into the wrong hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Su Jiu'er stood beside Lin Yuan, her slender figure trembling slightly like a delicate flower swaying in the wind. Yet her gaze was resolute, and her small hands tightly gripped the compass at her chest, ready for action at any moment. This girl looked fragile, but she had surprising courage; no wonder she was a descendant of an archaeological family. At critical moments, she was far more reliable than those "warriors" in the live stream who only knew how to type. Those online friends could boast endlessly, but when it came down to it, they would probably run faster than Bolt.
Two men in black approached with ill intent. The Spiritual Energy Fluctuation emanating from them buzzed like a phone on vibrate mode, indicating they were not to be trifled with. Lin Yuan thought to himself: Could these be the legendary Qi Gong Association's enforcers? No way, no way! Have they come knocking so soon?
"Who are you? Why are you following us?" Lin Yuan asked the men in black with a cold tone, trying to appear mysterious while feeling panicked inside.
"Hmph, stop wasting time! Hand over the ancient book and we’ll spare your lives!" One of the men snorted arrogantly, his nose nearly pointing to the sky as if he were some martial arts leader.
"Pfft! Who do you think you are? The King of Heaven? If you want to rob us, just say so instead of pretending to be so righteous—it's disgusting!" Lin Yuan couldn't stand such pretentiousness and shot back. If his friends in the live stream saw this scene, they would probably flood the chat with "666."
"Looking for death!" The man in black roared in anger and lunged at Lin Yuan with a bizarre weapon in hand. The speed was like an arrow released from its bow, creating a gust of wind that made Lin Yuan's bangs flutter.
Lin Yuan was prepared; he sidestepped just in time to avoid the attack. The weapon grazed his clothing with a hiss, leaving a cut on his newly bought limited edition sportswear.
"What the heck! This is my brand new limited edition sportswear! Can you afford to pay for it?" Lin Yuan looked at his torn clothes, feeling a pang of pain. He had saved for months to buy this outfit, and now it was ruined—it felt worse than having his flesh cut.
"You still have time to worry about your clothes? Die!" The man charged again with fierce moves, each strike aimed directly at Lin Yuan's vital points.
As Lin Yuan dodged the attacks, he observed the man's techniques and realized that although they looked intimidating, they were full of flaws. This guy was probably just an ordinary enforcer from the Qi Gong Association without any real skill.
"With such weak skills, you think you can rob me? Go home and practice for a few more years!" Lin Yuan taunted while evading, even mimicking Bruce Lee's classic moves to show off.
"You brat, you're looking for death!" The man in black, enraged by Lin Yuan's taunts, attacked with even more ferocity, completely disregarding his own defenses, like a beast driven mad.
Lin Yuan seized the opportunity and delivered a kick to the man's abdomen, hitting the mark perfectly. The man let out a howl as he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, clutching his stomach and unable to get up for quite some time.
"With your pathetic skills, you think you can fight me? You're simply overestimating yourself!" Lin Yuan clapped his hands as if dusting himself off, though in reality, he was trying to hide the slight tremor in his legs.
Seeing this, another man in black rushed forward, attempting to ambush Lin Yuan. A flash of cold light glinted from his hand as a short sword lunged straight for Lin Yuan's chest.
"Child's play!" Lin Yuan scoffed coldly, turning around and landing a punch squarely on the man's face, hitting him right on the nose. The man let out a scream as blood gushed from his nose, stars dancing in his eyes as he staggered back a few steps.
"Is that all? Too weak!" Lin Yuan shook his head in disappointment at the strength of these two men in black, akin to a seasoned foodie encountering an unpalatable dish.
At that moment, Su Jiu'er also finished her battle. Although she had been at a disadvantage, her agile movements and the assistance of her compass allowed her to successfully restrain her opponent. Seizing the moment, she struck the edge of the compass hard against the opponent's head.
"Stop dawdling! Let's get out of here; there are probably more coming," Lin Yuan said as he grabbed Su Jiu'er's hand and ran toward the exit of the hall.
Just then, a tall man suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall, blocking their path.
"Trying to leave? Not so easy!" The man sneered, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes like a drawn sword.
Lin Yuan's heart sank; he sensed that this opponent would be far more challenging. The man's aura was clearly much stronger than that of the previous two men in black, exuding an oppressive force that was suffocating.
"This guy has such strong Spiritual Energy Fluctuation; he must be a master," Su Jiu'er whispered, her tone laced with concern.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Lin Yuan comforted, gripping Su Jiu'er's hand to offer her a bit of encouragement. He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable!
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