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Five charged forward, dual daggers glinting coldly in the moonlight, aimed directly at Lin Yu's chest. Lin Yu seized the moment, swiftly sidestepping the attack while grabbing Five's arm, twisting it forcefully before executing a shoulder throw, sending Five crashing into the stream with a heavy splash, sending water flying in all directions.
The splashes sparkled under the moonlight, creating a brief barrier that made Lin Yu's movements even smoother. The momentum from the shoulder throw also cleverly intercepted Six's charge; as Six swung his Iron Whip through the air, surprise flickered across his face when he missed.
Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Yu knew this was his perfect opportunity to counterattack. With a quick roll, he distanced himself from Six, positioning himself more advantageously. In that instant of rolling, Lin Yu drew his knife, its blade shimmering with lethal intent as it sliced toward Five's neck.
Just as Five struggled to rise from the water, still wearing an expression of shock, he saw Lin Yu's knife closing in and fear flashed in his eyes. He attempted to block with his dagger, but his speed was no match for Lin Yu's swiftness. The blade glinted coldly in the moonlight, cutting through the air with deadly precision.
At the last moment before the blade could slice through Five's neck, he suddenly sidestepped to avoid a fatal blow, but the edge still grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood. Five's face turned pale instantly; pain coursed through his arm, causing it to tremble as his dagger fell limply.
Lin Yu moved like flowing water, mercilessly. He swiftly positioned himself behind Five, raising his knife high and plunging it deep into Five's back, piercing straight through to his heart. Blood erupted from Five’s mouth as anger and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. His hands gripped tightly onto Lin Yu’s knife handle, nails digging deep into its crevices, veins bulging as he refused to let go.
Lin Yu tried to pull out the knife, but Five’s grip was like iron; it wouldn’t budge. Hatred filled Five’s gaze as blood flowed continuously from the corner of his mouth. His eyes brimmed with endless malice and vengeance, as if he wanted to tear apart Lin Yu’s soul. His body began to tremble violently, yet that obsession kept him holding on.
"You... will not... win..." Five hissed weakly, his voice hoarse and intermittent, filled with resentment. "You traitor..."
Feeling Five’s hatred, Lin Yu remained unshaken. He understood that this was the norm in a life-and-death struggle; an opponent's malice only strengthened his resolve. He exerted force again in an attempt to withdraw the knife, but Five’s fingers clung tightly to the knife handle, like a final struggle.
At that moment, seeing this unfold, Six roared and swung his Iron Whip, striking fiercely at Lin Yu. The Iron Whip carved a sharp arc through the air with an unstoppable force. Feeling pressure from behind, Lin Yu knew he had to escape quickly.
He abandoned pulling out the knife and pushed against Five’s body with force, rolling sideways to evade the attack from Six’s Iron Whip. The whip struck heavily against Five’s back with a dull thud. The immense force sent Five flying to the ground with a crash, blood splattering everywhere. His gaze gradually dimmed as resentment and hatred slowly faded away with his life.
After rolling several times on the ground, Lin Yu quickly stood up, heart racing. His eyes were sharp as he focused intently on Six, hands clenched tightly. With bloodshot eyes filled with rage, Six swung his Iron Whip again with tremendous power aimed directly at Lin Yu’s vital points.
Lin Yu took a deep breath, concentrating all his attention, preparing to face this deadly strike. He knew that the battle had reached a fever pitch, and any mistake could be fatal. Six's attacks came like a torrential storm, each swing of the Iron Whip carrying incredible power and speed, forcing Lin Yu to retreat continuously.
Six roared as he swung the Iron Whip, his eyes filled with endless rage and hatred. He knew that Five's death had robbed him of his strongest ally, but he would not give up easily. His attacks became more ferocious, each lash carrying destructive force, attempting to take Lin Yu down in one blow.
Lin Yu gritted his teeth, facing each of Six's attacks. His movements were agile and swift, constantly dodging and counterattacking, but he knew that such a standoff could not last long. He had to find an opportunity to defeat Six to save his own life.
As Lin Yu dodged Six's frenzied attacks, he was acutely aware that the current situation left him unable to draw his bow and shoot. The chain had broken when he barely escaped from Five, and he could not retrieve his knife; now he could only face Six's fierce onslaught with his bare hands. Six's Iron Whip swung mercilessly like a raging storm, each attack filled with astonishing power and speed, forcing Lin Yu to retreat while feeling immense pressure on his body.
However, Lin Yu remained calm inside; he knew he still had a secret weapon. When he killed Four, he had taken a dagger from him. Although this small dagger could not play a decisive role in direct combat, at a critical moment, it could become a lethal surprise.
Six's attacks grew increasingly frenzied, the sound of the Iron Whip slicing through the air like the roar of a beast. Lin Yu's breathing became rapid, but he maintained high vigilance, waiting for that perfect moment. He knew he had to be patient and not lose his composure amidst Six's violent assaults.
Six roared as the Iron Whip suddenly struck towards Lin Yu's head. Lin Yu quickly sidestepped to avoid it, feeling the powerful wind pressure from the Iron Whip and hearing the piercing sound of the whip cutting through the air. His eyes were fixed on Six's movements as he silently calculated the best time to counterattack.
In dodging again and again, Lin Yu gradually grasped the rhythm of Six's attacks. His heartbeat synchronized with his opponent's movements as countless possible battle strategies flashed through his mind. Just as Six swung the whip again for another attack, Lin Yu suddenly sensed a flaw.
He quickly stepped back to evade Six's Iron Whip while swiftly drawing out the dagger from his waist. The dagger glimmered coldly under the moonlight with deadly accuracy. Six completely did not expect Lin Yu to counterattack at this moment; his assault had left a brief opening due to its ferocity.
Without any hesitation, Lin Yu thrust the dagger forward like a venomous snake, aiming straight for Six's vital points. A flicker of astonishment crossed Six's eyes, but it was too late for him to react. The dagger pierced precisely into his side with immense force and determination.
Six let out a painful roar as his body trembled from the excruciating pain; he lost control of the Iron Whip in his hand. Lin Yu quickly withdrew the dagger to avoid Six's counterattack and created distance once more. His gaze was sharp as lightning, closely watching Six’s movements in preparation for the next wave of attacks.
Six’s face turned pale, his eyes bloodshot as anger and pain intertwined within him. He knew he was seriously injured but still refused to back down; gritting his teeth, he attempted to swing the Iron Whip again.
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