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"If I were him, I would fight to the death without fear!"
At this critical moment, surrounded by enemies, Reynold's tension and retreat suddenly vanished. His eyes shone with an unprecedented brightness, and the veins in his hands tightened around the hilt of his sword. Arcs of electricity crackled around him, shooting outwards like chains formed by lightning.
Fight! With no way to escape, he would fight to the last!
Putting life and death aside, in this desperate situation, he would engage in a fierce battle!
"Ugh!"
With a beast-like roar, Reynold's brows furrowed fiercely, his long hair flying wildly. As the long sword lunged at him from behind, he no longer dodged; instead, he charged forward as if committing suicide. With a downward slash of his long knife, the blade glimmered like the moon as he attacked one of the four men—a pale-faced individual—with reckless abandon.
"Is it a cornered beast fighting back?" Facing Reynold's desperate charge, all four men sneered. The pale-faced man, who had thrust out his long sword, did not evade Reynold's fierce strike. Instead, he maintained his attack as his sword pierced into Reynold's left rib without any obstruction.
Sizzle!
A foul smell of burning flesh suddenly filled the air. Reynold groaned softly, his face turning pale; however, his grip on the knife remained steady without a hint of trembling. Channeling thunder and lightning, he brought down his blade!
This strike was astonishingly powerful. Countless arcs of lightning danced along the blade, making it seem as if a thunder dragon had descended. Even before the attack landed, it exerted immense pressure on its target. Despite the pale-faced man having some support, he couldn't help but feel a jolt of fear as his pupils constricted.
He had already drawn his sword; his old strength was spent while new strength had yet to manifest. In the face of this flying slash, he had no means to defend himself or even time to evade. The only reason he felt somewhat composed was due to the presence of his three companions nearby; they would surely intervene to block this strike.
"We four are surrounding you; if you can still escape, then I Yan Tai Luo have no need to continue living," said the man wielding the Flying Swallow Blade with a cold laugh and a disdainful gaze. He showed no sign of being affected by Reynold's imposing blade. Almost simultaneously with his words, a shield gleaming with bright silver light flew out from his sleeve.
The material of this shield was unknown; it appeared metallic but gave off a wooden illusion. Almost instantaneously upon its emergence, an ancient and decayed aura emanated from it as it transformed into a streak of flowing light that shot straight towards Reynold's descending blade.
The series of changes in the situation seemed slow but occurred in an instant like a flash of lightning.
Thunderous!
With a deafening roar, a powerful wind swept through, accompanied by blinding light and arcs of electricity. Leaves and sand danced wildly in the air, and the entire Wilderness Ruins seemed to vibrate with the force of the explosion. A brilliant energy glow illuminated half the horizon, visible from miles away, while the booming sound spread like thunder.
At this moment, Reynold appeared as if he were a spirit of lightning, bathing in a sea of electric light. His long hair was pulled by the electric currents, swirling like thin snakes of lightning. In his hand, the long blade Waterfall flickered with electric light, its sharp edge striking against a suddenly enlarged silver shield. The sound of metal cracking echoed sharply, as if it could barely withstand the pressure.
"This is a treasure."
In that instant of impact, Reynold sensed something was wrong. His determined strike did not cleave his enemy in two as he had hoped; instead, it felt as if he had struck a massive mountain—unmovable!
If that were all, it would be manageable. What truly unsettled Reynold was that the silver shield blocking his blade suddenly sprouted numerous sharp spikes upon contact, resembling a porcupine. These spikes moved rapidly as if alive.
The Waterfall, an exceptional weapon among Excellent-grade weapons, developed several cracks upon its initial contact with the silver shield, as if it might shatter into pieces at any moment.
"To force me to use Spirit Shield, even if you die now, it would not be unjust," Yan Tai Luo sneered as he saw Reynold's blade begin to splinter. Just as his words fell, attacks from two others nearby surged forward simultaneously, carrying overwhelming energy from both sides without mercy toward Reynold.
"Die!"
The two shouted in unison, their fierce assault enveloping Reynold with violent energy that threatened to engulf him entirely. Behind them, a pale-faced man who had narrowly escaped earlier reacted quickly, his sword shimmering with ghostly light as he approached with a sinister grin.
This was a deadly situation—surrounded by four opponents of equal rank, all equipped with Excellent-grade gear and seasoned in combat experience. Under such circumstances, even a strong Intermediate-level 4 warrior would find themselves in dire straits. For Reynold's current strength, retreat was no longer an option.
"Is this my limit?" Reynold gritted his teeth; veins bulged on his rugged face. His all-out strike had achieved nothing and left him in an even more perilous position.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The Waterfall shattered into several pieces under the force of the wind. The energy glow in his pupils expanded dangerously.
He wanted to fight back again, but his internal energy was depleted and his weapon was destroyed. Now he was out of options; unless he crushed the Guide Stone, he might truly perish in this trial.
Boom!
A fist charged with violent energy approached, and although it had not yet reached him, the terrifying shockwave instantly scattered the faint electric arcs that were already surrounding Reynold's body.
Following closely was a heavy iron hammer covered in spikes, aimed directly at Reynold's head. The Short and Fat Man wielding the hammer wore a cruel and bloodthirsty grin.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, from Reynold's attack being blocked to his long sword shattering, and now facing danger once again; the entire battle unfolded like a whirlwind, full of ups and downs.
At this most critical moment, just as Reynold was about to choose to give up, a faint sound of wind suddenly broke through. Almost invisible to the naked eye, a thin thread suddenly wrapped around Reynold's waist. In an instant, a surge of gentle force erupted, and Reynold's body was irresistibly propelled backward.
The violent fist brushed past Reynold's chest, and the ferocious iron hammer followed closely behind, but before it could touch Reynold's body, it missed entirely.
The sudden turn of events occurred without warning. The two attackers were momentarily stunned, watching as Reynold's body seemed to be pulled backward with incredible speed.
"Who is it?" Yan Tai Luo was the first to react, his eyes wide with anger. As he shouted, he hurled his Spirit Shield like a flying saucer, whistling sharply through the air as it pursued the retreating Reynold.
"Looking for death!" The other three also reacted at this moment, roaring as they unleashed their movements to chase after him, their faces filled with murderous intent.
They had every reason to be furious; four of them were surrounding a martial artist of the same rank who was already on their kill list. They could have easily taken him down, but this sudden change had dashed their hopes. If they let him escape under such circumstances, it would be nothing short of disgraceful.
Infused with immense energy, the Spirit Shield sliced through the air with a sharp whistle and astonishing speed, quickly closing in on Reynold's body. With its rapid spinning inertia and razor-sharp precision, even if Reynold's body were made of iron, he would be cut in half without any doubt.
However, no one believed that it would be so easy to succeed—not even Yan Tai Luo would be foolish enough to think that this strike alone could kill.
This was due to the mysterious figure who had suddenly appeared to rescue Reynold. Emerging slowly from the shadows was Mu Yan, her long black hair cascading like a waterfall, her bright eyes shining, and her red lips adorned with a beauty mark that added allure and sensuality. Yet her cool demeanor made her even more breathtaking.
At this critical moment, the person who intervened was indeed Mu Yan.
"It's you," Yan Tai Luo exclaimed upon seeing Mu Yan. His eyes flashed with a lewd light that ignited like tiny flames on dry grass, causing him to burst into laughter.
"Today must be my lucky day; a beauty has come knocking at my door tonight. Truly, fate has not been unkind to me."
The lewd words had barely left their lips when the four of them, as if on an exhilarating stimulant, shared a tacit understanding and burst into lewd laughter, charging forward without losing speed.
At that moment, a flash of Ethereal Light zipped past Reynold's neck, crashing into the Spirit Shield less than three inches away from his body.
Boom!
A muffled sound suddenly erupted as Reynold's body was rapidly pulled back by a thin line. Where the Ethereal Light collided with the Spirit Shield, energy fused and released a powerful force, sending a series of sharp light beams scattering in all directions like wind sweeping away clouds, resulting in a wide-range indiscriminate attack.
"Damn it!"
The four who were closely pursuing Yan Tai Luo halted their movements, cursing angrily as energy roared within them, forming a protective shield to fend off the attack.
However, Reynold, who was already not too far away, became an unfortunate target. He was struck by several sharp light beams, which pierced through his body and created multiple bloody holes. At that moment, his energy was depleted, having overdrawn his life potential; he was at his weakest, with barely any combat ability left to defend himself.
"Let's go!" Mu Yan raised her delicate hand slightly and spoke coldly, stopping Reynold from expressing his gratitude.
The previous Ethereal Light was his life-saving item. After using it, he had no means left to threaten the four opponents. If they did not retreat quickly now, there would be no chance of escape left.
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