บท 60: AZI Volume 2 Chapter 25
"...…"
Tracing the linear scar that runs from Long Hua to the semi-truck with her eyes, Nian Yao Yao's focus ends at the black SUV that was supposed to serve as their transport.
Having been caught in Long Hua's slash, the vehicle had been split in half, and is currently wrapped up in flames.
(And he calls himself an amateur sword saint?)
As much as Nian Yao Yao wishes to raise a voice of complaint to Long Hua for destroying the vehicle, she didn't dare to do so—seeing the latter in their current state, that is hellbent on making the Long Yue family pay for their attempt on his life.
"…"
Shifting his gaze away from the semi-truck, Long Hua turns around, and looks up towards Nian Tao Tao.
(This sword Qi seems even stronger than what the records had indicated…)
Having witnessed everything that had just transpired within the blink of an eye, any remaining uncertainties—regarding Long Hua's identity as an Immortal, vanish from Nian Tao Tao's mind.
"…"
The moment Long Hua directs Bai Zhe towards Nian Tao Tao, the forces of the Long Yue family rushed out of the hotel, and positioned themselves in front of the latter and Jing Yin.
(This is expending a lot more spirit Qi than what I had originally anticipated. Clearly, shizun didn't teach me this technique when I was still in the Qi Condensation realm.)
Looking at the number of enemies that he must deal with, Long Hua performs a series of rough calculations in his head, as he tightens his grip over his swords.
(Killing Nian Tao Tao is probably not possible since I still need to give face to my associate, but choosing to run after what had just happened doesn't sit well with me. Even if I can't claim a head, I'll at least rip a chunk of flesh off.)
Other than being made to feel worthless, another thing that Long Hua hates with a passion is to not strike back when hit.
"Madame Nian, please withdraw into the hotel."
"Those in the front, crouch, and take aim!"
With Nian Yao Yao being at a far enough distance away, the Long Yue family forces need not hold anything back, as they aimed their firearms at Long Hua with the intent to use them.
"Fire!"
*Tatatatatata!!!* as bullets rain down from above, Long Hua wields both Bai Zhe and Kun in union.
*Ding! Ding! Ding!* most of the approaching bullets are blocked off by his swords, while the few that do manage to slip through the gaps in his swings—are shredded into metallic dust by his Sword Armor.
However, with each hit taken by the Sword Armor, a good chunk of his already depleting spirit Qi would vanish.
(Should be soon.)
Despite how dire the situation might seem for him; Long Hua wasn't too concerned, as he constricts his eyes, and looks to the hands of his enemies.
(Now!)
At the first sight of a Moon Guard initiating the process to replace their magazine, Long Hua breaks into a dash, as he begins to climb the stairs.
"Send the dolls out! Do not let him get close!"
Knowing how disastrous it would be to engage Long Hua in close combat, one of the Moon Guards takes a step forward, and issues this order.
"MAUs take aim!"
(They seem to have a very competent commander.)
Clicking his tongue, Long Hua raises his movement speed.
Should the MAUs' ranged attacks land, he has no doubt in his mind that the first and second hit will shatter his Sword Armor.
Once that happens, death will be the only thing that awaits him.
"…"
Simultaneously, Long Hua and the war machines arrive at the first landing, and just as the closest RS800's right hand comes into contact with his Sword Armor—
*Siiiiiii…!!!!!* a discomforting sound that irritates the ears goes off.
"Wha…!?"
"…!?"
Widening their eyes in dread, the Moon Guards look on as the RS800's right arm is maimed out of shape, and as Long Hua continues to press himself against the war machine, the rest of its metal body follows.
"Piss off."
Pushing the two-meter piece of scrap metal aside, Long Hua rams himself against three more war machines.
"H-How?"
"Is this his Relic?"
Staring at the state of the first RS800 that came into contact with Long Hua, the Moon Guards all sucked in a breath of cold air.
The mangled state of the military doll—made it seem as if it had just emerged out of a crusher machine.
*Klang! Klang! Klang!* slashing and ramming the war machines aside, Long Hua is just about to arrive at the center of the staircase, however—
"Found you."
"…Uh?"
Widening his eyes in alarm, Long Hua abruptly halts his footsteps.
(…!)
Sensing an unusual amount of spirit Qi approaching him from above, Long Hua instinctively leaps backwards, and falls towards the landing beneath the stairs.
In the same instance—
*Boom!* right on the position that Long Hua was previously standing on, a shadow descends from above, and the impact of its landing readily throws five RS800s into the air!
"…"
"…?"
Looking at the white-haired man—who has most of his face covered by a mask and cloth that hid their right eye from view, Long Hua frowns.
With how this person is dressed in an expensive looking white suit, he doesn't seem to be a part of the Long Yue family's Moon Guards.
At the same time, the immense amount of spirit Qi that emanates from his body—indicates him to be a practitioner without a shadow of a doubt.
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