Chapter 545: One Needle, Dragon's Roar!

Several dozen black-clad ancient martial artists surged forward like a tide!

As their steps crossed, they unexpectedly formed a neat formation!

This is precisely the Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation designed to suppress ancient martial arts masters!

The formation, seven people per group.

Corresponding to the seven star positions!

Each group alternated between attack and defense; the offensive was like a violent storm, completely sealing off all of Lin Yuan's retreat routes.

"Ding! Dang! Qiang!"

The sound of various cold weapons colliding instantly echoed through the abandoned factory.

Someone swept with a wide-blade saber, the blade wind carrying a breaking sound straight toward the face.

Someone lifted a refined iron long staff and smashed it down; the staff, bearing a force of thousands of jin, slammed into the ground, shaking up scattered stones.

Someone else thrust with a slender sword, the tip flashing cold light, specifically targeting vital spots all over the body.

Lin Yuan's wound on his back was already excruciatingly painful; now, suppressed by the formation, his qi and blood stagnated throughout his body.

He could only rely on his exquisite footwork, dodging with difficulty amid the blade and sword light, repeatedly retreating.

"Kid, stop struggling and resisting; our formation was specially researched to deal with you—tonight you have no way to escape." The bandits sneered coldly.

"Is that so?" Lin Yuan sneered.

Lin Yuan spotted an opening, and three silver needles shot from his fingertips simultaneously!

"Puff puff puff!" The three silver needles precisely aimed at the acupoints of three approaching ancient martial artists.

But contrary to expectation… the scene of the bandits collapsing did not appear.

Those three merely staggered slightly, then summoned strength from their dantian, muscles tensing throughout their bodies!

They actually used Hard Qi Gong to forcibly push out the silver needles embedded in their skin's surface!

The silver needles fell with a "ding ling" sound, leaving not a trace of blood.

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted sharply.

Lin Yuan then noticed that all the black-clad bandits wore dark bulletproof vests on their chests!

They all wore bulletproof vests!

This obviously was prepared in advance.

Lin Yuan refused to believe it, gathered his strength again, and shot a silver needle at a bandit's weak spot under the ribs!

This needle, though it barely pierced the gap in the bulletproof vest!

But the silver needle's force greatly diminished, merely grazing the bandit's flesh.

The bandit grunted, then slapped the wound with a backhand.

The bandit even forced out the silver needle that had penetrated several fen.

The bandit casually wiped away the blood and lunged again with a fierce gaze.

"Useless! Kid, give up resisting!" A scar-faced bandit stood outside the formation, arms crossed, sneering, "We've long figured out your details—Hard Qi Gong counters your silver needles, bulletproof vests block your killing moves, and this Big Dipper Seven Stars Array was specially prepared for you. You're now a turtle in a jar, unable to fly even with wings!"

Another bandit also shouted, "Be sensible and belong to us; hand over your Silver Needle Hidden Weapon Secret Technique! If you obey, we'll not only spare your life but also let you enjoy endless wealth and honor; otherwise, today we'll leave you without a corpse!"

Lin Yuan leaned against the cold factory wall; the wound on his back was pressed by the wall, making cold sweat pour from his forehead.

Lin Yuan panted, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding black-clad figures closing in step by step, as well as the impenetrable Big Dipper Seven Stars Array.

Lin Yuan's remaining silver needles were few.

Altogether 108 silver needles; he had just used a large number of them, and now those needles lay scattered on the ground, not yet retrieved.

Meanwhile, the pressure from the bandits' formation grew stronger and stronger.

Lin Yuan's situation became increasingly difficult.

Around him, virtually all escape routes were sealed shut.

If this continues, Lin Yuan will eventually lose from exhaustion.

"What? Have you come to your senses?" Seeing Lin Yuan's movements slow, a bandit assumed he wanted to surrender, his tone growing more arrogant, "Quickly hand over the Silver Needle Hidden Weapon Method! Don't force us to cripple you!"

Lin Yuan slowly straightened up.

Although his figure… trembled slightly from pain and suppression.

But Lin Yuan's gaze remained sharp as a blade. He clenched the silver needle in his hand, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold arc.

Lin Yuan did not respond to the bandits' shouts; he merely quickly calculated a way to break the situation in his mind.

The Big Dipper Seven Stars Array, though strong, is not invincible; as long as one finds the formation's eye, it can be broken with a single strike.

……

Meanwhile, in an alley a few li outside the abandoned factory……

Mu Lingxue was leading a squad of criminal investigators, urgently pursuing.

But ever since the bandits and Lin Yuan leapt onto the rooftop, their whereabouts have become elusive.

Ordinary police couldn't keep up with the Feiyan Zubie movement technique…… after just a few minutes of pursuit, they completely lost the direction.

At this moment, Lin Yuan and the bandits have both gone missing.

Mu Lingxue leading a group of police completely lost the target.

"Search separately! Expand the search area!" Mu Lingxue wiped the sweat from her forehead, a sudden strong unease welling up in her heart.

Mu Lingxue took out her phone and quickly dialed Lin Yuan's number.

But from the receiver came only the cold voice: 'The subscriber you dialed is temporarily unavailable… please try again later…'

Mu Lingxue dialed three more times in a row, but the result remained the same.

The phone, no one answered.

Mu Lingxue's inner unease grew stronger and stronger.

"Mu Team, could it be that Mr. Lin chased too hard and dropped his phone somewhere?" the nearby police officer Xiao Li couldn't help guessing.

Mu Lingxue shook her head firmly, her expression grave: "No, Lin Yuan always acts meticulously; he would never lose contact so easily. He must have run into danger!"

Mu Lingxue recalled the sight of Lin Yuan pursuing while injured.

She also thought of…… the bandits' abnormal behavior of deliberately luring him.

At that moment, Mu Lingxue's heart clenched suddenly.

She suddenly realized!

"These bandits aren't trying to escape; they're probably trying to lure Lin Yuan elsewhere!" Mu Lingxue made a quick decision and shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Immediately contact the command center, pull surveillance for this area, focus on checking abandoned factories and remote alleys! Also, notify nearby police stations for support; we must find Lin Yuan's whereabouts as soon as possible!"

After the order was issued, Mu Lingxue ran first toward the nearest abandoned industrial area.

Her leather shoes…… made a creaking sound on the gravel road.

Mu Lingxue was extremely anxious.

She silently prayed in her heart…… Lin Yuan, you must not come to any harm.

But Mu Lingxue pursued all the way…… yet still couldn't find Lin Yuan.

She looked around; all around were dilapidated factories and crisscrossing alleys……

Nowhere was there any sign of Lin Yuan……

All around, only the wind's wail through the empty factory could be heard, sending chills down one's scalp.

……

At that moment, the other side of the abandoned factory.

Lin Yuan was entangled in combat with dozens of bandits.

The situation on site grew increasingly perilous.

Lin Yuan was tightly besieged by dozens of martial arts masters.

His body…… was already covered in wounds.

Blood soaked through Lin Yuan's dark gray suit.

Blood, continuously dripping from the hem of his clothing.

Dozens of martial arts masters formed an impenetrable human wall, completely cutting off all of Lin Yuan's retreat routes.

The cold light of sabers and longswords swept over repeatedly, their sharp edges again and again slicing Lin Yuan's skin.

New wounds piled on old ones, making Lin Yuan's whole body go numb with pain.

Lin Yuan was forced to keep stepping back.

His heels had already pressed against the cold factory wall; there was nowhere left to retreat.

Lin Yuan's breathing grew heavier and heavier, each breath tugging at his entire body's muscles.

His chest heaved violently, cold sweat mixed with blood beads trickling down his forehead.

Lin Yuan had only twenty-odd silver needles left on him.

The remaining eighty-plus silver needles…… were scattered across the battlefield floor.

The silver needles on the ground flashed with cold light, but Lin Yuan could not possibly retrieve them.

Lin Yuan knew full well that if he dared to bend down to pick them up, he would immediately expose an opening.

By then, the bandits would surely swarm him, leaving him no chance to dodge.

"Hahaha! Kid, you've got no chance left!" the four ancient martial arts bandits laughed savagely.

Their tone full of cold mockery: "You little brat! Give up resistance… surrender to us…… that's your only way out; hand over the silver needle secret technique obediently, and we might let you live."

"Know your place!" a sword-wielding bandit seized the moment to swing his blade and thrust.

Lin Yuan barely managed to sidestep.

That sword-wielding bandit shouted arrogantly: "Kid, with your miserable state, you still think you can resist? Don't overestimate yourself!"

Lin Yuan gritted through the pain to straighten up, wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yuan's mouth curled into a cold smile: "You went to all this trouble to lure me here, really thinking you could take me down with just these people?"

Lin Yuan's gaze was sharp as a blade, sweeping over the bandits closing in.

Lin Yuan's voice, though panting, remained icy: "I advise you…… to surrender your weapons early; I might still let you off with less fleshly harm, sparing your lives. Otherwise, once I unleash my true power, you'll all die!"

"It's not worth dying for my silver needle hidden weapon technique." Lin Yuan spoke calmly, earnestly advising.

"I urge you to surrender. You, as ancient martial artists, yet use your skills to commit crimes—that's the gravest mistake. In a lawful society, scum like you have no place; I give you a chance to reform."

"Reform? What a huge joke!" the bandits burst into laughter after hearing it, mocking ridicule rising and falling.

The four ancient martial arts bandits had eyes venomous as a scorpion, snarling coldly: "Kid! Even at death's door you still talk tough! Once we catch you, we'll subject you to death by a thousand cuts, bit by bit forcing you to hand over the silver needle secret technique, making you wish you were dead!"

Having said that, a group of ancient martial arts masters again joined forces to surround and attack him!

"Noisy!" Lin Yuan's eyes flashed sharply, and he bellowed!

Lin Yuan suddenly launched a sweeping leg strike!

A powerful wind carried his fierce leg technique outward—it was exactly the move Sweep Away Thousand Troops!

The bandits at the forefront, caught off guard, were hard hit in the chest by Lin Yuan's leg technique!

A group of bandits staggered back several steps, the previously airtight encirclement temporarily revealing a gap.

Several bandits in succession were kicked sent flying, swept away!

Lin Yuan took advantage of this brief respite to lift his hand and wipe the sweat and blood from his brow.

He looked at the still ferocious bandits ahead, shook his head slightly and sighed: "You really insist on seeking your own death? Then I'll grant you that."

Lin Yuan lowered his head, glancing at the mere dozen or so silver needles left at his fingertips.

Lin Yuan's gaze hardened, and he let out a long sigh.

This subtle movement was precisely caught by the four Ancient Martial Arts Bandits.

The four Ancient Martial Arts Bandits let out an arrogant cold laugh: "Oh? Only a dozen or so Silver Needles left? With just this, you still want to take on dozens of us? And you dare to spout wild talk? Come on! Take him down! He's already finished!"

As soon as his words fell, the retreating bandits sneered again and charged forward!

The sound of blades slicing the air all around grew even louder!

Obviously, this gang of bandits had concluded…… Lin Yuan was at the end of his rope!

Therefore, this time their assault was even more ferocious than before, vowing to take Lin Yuan down on the spot.

Lin Yuan slowly closed his eyes, for a brief instant.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes again, only a cold determination remained in his gaze.

Lin Yuan softly sighed: "I originally didn't want to use this move, but you forced me to."

Lin Yuan's fingertips…… slowly picked up a Silver Needle.

The strength of his two fingers gathered at his fingertips.

Lin Yuan's tone was calm…… yet carried an oppressive feeling that made one's heart palpitate: "One Silver Needle is just enough to deal with three people."

"Break!" The next second, with Lin Yuan's low shout!

The Silver Needle at Lin Yuan's fingertips suddenly burst out with a piercing whistling sound!

All around the Silver Needle…… there faintly arose the sound of a dragon's roar, sweeping outward!

That was the terrifying screech produced by the friction of the Silver Needle against the air!

And this screech, at the vibration frequency of the Silver Needle, actually faintly formed a sound like a dragon's roar!

The silvery-white needle shaft, under the moonlight reflected in the night sky…… glimmered with a faint silver light.

The terrifying needle's whistle caused the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Before the bandits could recover from their shock, that Silver Needle imbued with terrifying power…… shot through the void like a meteor chasing the moon!

"Pfft!"

With a soft sound, the Silver Needle pierced through the throat of the foremost bandit without any obstruction!

The Silver Needle went straight through his windpipe, carrying splattering blood as it continued forward at high speed.

Immediately after, the Silver Needle, its momentum undiminished, pierced the second bandit's neck with pinpoint accuracy, blood spurting out through the hole!

Only after piercing the third bandit's throat did the Silver Needle exhaust its power, lodging firmly in his throat and ceasing to move.

The three bandits couldn't even utter a scream before their eyes widened, they clutched their throats and slowly collapsed to the ground, blood quickly spreading across the floor.

On the scene, all the bandits were terrified by this horrifying sight and stood frozen in place!

The arrogance and ferocity on the bandits' faces…… were instantly replaced by utter shock!

Inside the workshop, only the heavy breathing of the crowd remained, along with the lingering dragon's roar echoing from the Silver Needle!