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Lin Yuan punched the black-clad man's sunglasses off, sending them flying through the air in a graceful arc before they shattered on the ground with a loud crack, just like Lin Yuan's heart at that moment—shattered into pieces.
"Well, well, you really dare to make a move!" The black-clad man clutched his nose, blood gushing out like a broken faucet. "Brothers, get him! Teach him a lesson!"
Lin Yuan sneered, "With just you bunch of misfits? You should weigh yourselves first!"
Su Jiu'er and Zhou Haoran also took their stances, ready to fight. Su Jiu'er’s slender figure moved like a swimming dragon, her long sword gleaming with cold light, exuding an intimidating aura. Zhou Haoran waved his folding fan, looking composed and confident as if he held all the cards.
"Jiu'er, Hao Ran, let's finish this quickly. I have a feeling more troublesome opponents are on their way," Lin Yuan said with a wicked smile.
"Got it!" Zhou Haoran replied, swinging his fan to unleash a sharp wind blade toward the black-clad men. "Wind Sweeps the Clouds!" The wind blade howled as it forced several of the front-line black-clad men to retreat repeatedly, disrupting their formation.
Su Jiu'er was not to be outdone; her sword danced like a spirit snake, and in the flickering sword light, several black-clad men bore new wounds and cried out in agony. "Frostblade Dance!" With a delicate shout from Su Jiu'er, frost covered her sword, causing the temperature in the air to drop sharply and slowing the movements of the black-clad men.
Lin Yuan charged into the crowd like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain. His punches were powerful and domineering; each strike came with a whistling wind as he pummeled the black-clad men into bruises and tears. "Mighty Vajra Fist!" Lin Yuan roared as golden light flickered around his fist. He struck out forcefully, sending one black-clad man flying against the wall, knocking him unconscious.
This was no battle; it was a one-sided massacre! Inside the apartment, chaos reigned as furniture shattered and screams echoed. The black-clad men were utterly powerless against the onslaught, scrambling for safety as the scene descended into complete disorder.
In between blows, Lin Yuan couldn't help but mock them: "I say, is there no one left in your Qi Gong Association? You send this bunch of losers to catch me? You really underestimate me! At least send someone who can take a hit!"
The black-clad man covered his swollen face, his expression turning pale with anger yet utterly helpless. He never expected that this seemingly carefree delivery guy could be so formidable! Trembling, he pointed at Lin Yuan: "Y-you wait! Our President Lu will not let you off!"
Lin Yuan scoffed dismissively: "President Lu? Sure, I’ll be waiting for him. Tell him to clean his neck for me!"
Just then, outside the abandoned factory, a powerful Spiritual Energy Fluctuation surged forth accompanied by a chilling laugh. "Hehe, Lin Yuan, your time is up!"
A shiver ran down Lin Yuan's spine as an ominous premonition washed over him. He quickly warned Su Jiu'er and Zhou Haoran: "Be careful! A master is coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in a long black robe appeared at the factory entrance. She was tall and coldly beautiful with piercing eyes that radiated an overwhelming aura. It was Han Lingyun!
“Han Lingyun!” Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and said.
Han Lingyun let out a cold laugh. “Lin Yuan, you have some nerve to touch the cake of the Qi Gong Association! Today, I will make you pay the price!”
Almost simultaneously, a figure flashed out from behind Han Lingyun. It was Nan Gong Xuan! He held a uniquely designed firearm, its muzzle shimmering with a ghostly blue light, aimed directly at Lin Yuan.
“Nan Gong Xuan!” Su Jiu'er exclaimed in surprise.
“It’s been a while, Lin Yuan,” Nan Gong Xuan said with a sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth. “Last time I let you escape, but this time it won’t be so easy!”
Zhou Haoran’s expression grew serious as he quickly analyzed the situation before them. Han Lingyun's control over Lingqi and Nan Gong Xuan's high-tech weaponry posed a significant threat to them.
“Jiu'er, can your perception ability detect their weaknesses?” Zhou Haoran asked in a low voice.
Su Jiu'er closed her eyes, concentrating on sensing the energy fluctuations of Han Lingyun and Nan Gong Xuan. “Han Lingyun’s control over Lingqi is exceptionally refined, with almost no flaws. Nan Gong Xuan's weapon is quite special; it seems to utilize some form of Brain-Computer Interface technology that enhances his abilities for precise strikes.”
“Brain-Computer Interface?” Zhou Haoran frowned. “So, if we disrupt his brainwaves, we can weaken his combat effectiveness!”
“But Nan Gong Xuan's brainwaves are incredibly strong, and he has special protective measures in place. Disrupting his Brain-Computer Interface will be very difficult,” Su Jiu'er added.
Lin Yuan took a deep breath; he knew this battle would be tough. “Hao Ran, do you have a combat plan?”
Zhou Haoran nodded. “My plan is for Jiu'er to focus on disrupting Nan Gong Xuan's Brain-Computer Interface while I assist you with potions and technological devices. You will primarily target Han Lingyun. But this plan carries significant risks; one misstep could lead us into an irreversible situation.”
“What’s there to fear!” Lin Yuan laughed heartily. “Fortune favors the bold! Let’s do this!”
Lin Yuan took out the Time Manipulator, and a strange energy wave emanated from the device, causing time and space to seem to warp around them.
“Time-Space Distortion!” Lin Yuan shouted as he activated the device, shooting forth a beam of light that enveloped Han Lingyun and Nan Gong Xuan.
Han Lingyun and Nan Gong Xuan's movements suddenly slowed, as if they had sunk into a quagmire.
"Now's the time!" Lin Yuan shouted, his figure flashing as he charged towards Han Lingyun.
At the same moment, Su Jiu'er also took action, unleashing a powerful mental force in an attempt to disrupt Nan Gong Xuan's Brain-Computer Interface.
Zhou Haoran continuously threw various potions and small technological devices, providing support for Lin Yuan.
The battle was exceptionally fierce; spiritual energy clashed, sparks flew, and the abandoned factory was left in disarray.
Although Han Lingyun and Nan Gong Xuan were affected by the Time-Space Distortion, their strength remained formidable. Han Lingyun's control over spiritual energy was unpredictable, launching a series of sharp attacks that kept Lin Yuan on his toes. Nan Gong Xuan's firearms were immensely powerful, each bullet carrying tremendous energy, forcing Lin Yuan to evade carefully.
"Jiu'er, how's it going?" Lin Yuan asked anxiously while dodging Han Lingyun's attacks.
"His Brain-Computer Interface defense is very strong; I can only briefly disrupt his actions," Su Jiu'er replied, her face pale and beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
At that moment, Han Lingyun and Nan Gong Xuan suddenly joined forces and launched a fierce assault. Lin Yuan was caught off guard and struck by Han Lingyun's spiritual energy, sending him flying against the wall, blood spattering from his mouth.
"Lin Yuan!" Su Jiu'er and Zhou Haoran exclaimed in shock.
Han Lingyun sneered, "Lin Yuan, your time is up!"
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