Chapter 787: None Can Withstand Its Edge

Lin Yuan held the heavy steel door, pushing horizontally and crushing all the way,

He boomed with each step, he smashed with each step,

Wherever the door in his hand passed, the crowd scattered completely,

Crimson blood water…… spread freely across the lobby floor, the whole space utterly became a bloody hell,

Lin Yuan finished clearing the lobby's remaining thugs, Lin Yuan had not the slightest pause,

He dragged his bloody left leg, his shoulder hoisted the tens-of-jin steel car door; the heavy steel plate strained his shoulder bones, yet it could not in the least suppress his resolute momentum to charge up the stairs,

The thugs in the stairwell…… had already gathered in shifts, densely packed filling the entire stairwell, from the second to seventh floor corridors all packed with people,

The sea of people, heads piled layer upon layer, like an endless black tide, forward and backward they surged downward in a frenzied assault, utterly a desperate human-wave blockade,

Looking at the fearless crowd charging at him, Lin Yuan's eyes held not a ripple, only icy killing intent,

Countless sharp machetes, wrapped in a biting wind, came down in dense slashes!

Each strike vicious, all landed on the heavy steel car door,

Clang clang clang!

The earsplitting metallic collision sound continued without cease,

Sparks flew wildly in the dim stairwell,

Countless blades fiercely struck the steel surface, leaving dense, shallow and deep intersecting scars,

Some machetes, with excessive force, had their edges shatter, teeth flying off,

The sturdy car steel door was like a bronze wall and iron wall, blocking all slashing, smashing, and stabbing attacks completely; not a bit of force could penetrate the defense to harm Lin Yuan in the slightest,

Lin Yuan steadied his center of gravity, his left shoulder bore the steel door firmly, relying solely on his own strength to withstand the stairwell crowd's impact,

His injured left leg planted firmly on the steps; with each upward step, a pool of crimson blood was squeezed out beneath his foot, seeping into the step gaps,

The narrow stairwell offered no room to dodge; it was purely the most hardcore, most barbaric frontal crushing,

The thugs above continued to charge frenziedly, endlessly rushing down to slaughter,

Clubs swung, blades hacked wildly; everyone exerted all their strength trying to stop him dead in the stairwell,

Lin Yuan, with one hand, firmly braced the steel door and kept surging upward; the heavy steel plate faced forward, pushing the crowd ahead, the tremendous thrust…… instantly slammed several front-line thugs…… hard between the stair rail and the wall,

A muffled sound of flesh and bone being crushed suddenly rang out,

Several thugs had their chests caved in violently, blood foam spewed from their mouths, their bodies went limp and collapsed, even their cries stuck in their throats, unable to sound, they were crushed straight to the ground,

At the same time, Lin Yuan's free right hand flicked with extreme speed, the tip of the Silver Needle shooting out in rapid succession!

One after another, fine silver needles' cold gleam…… pierced the air with precision, striking squarely into the vital points—forehead, throat, chest—of the thugs rushing in the middle and upper sections,

Needle out, life taken; every strike precise!

The thugs who had been frenziedly lunging downward instantly stiffened, their motions halted abruptly,

Immediately afterward, each thug…… like a puppet with its strings cut, toppled straight backward, rolling down the steep steps in layers,

Corpse after corpse rolled swiftly down the stairs, striking the crowd, triggering a chain reaction of collapse, tumbling into the first-floor lobby, piling up into a gruesome heap of bodies,

The entire stairwell…… had already been thoroughly soaked in blood,

Dark red blood water trickled down along the step grooves, each step stained with blood, flesh, and grime; stepping on it felt slick and sticky, the bloody stench so thick it was suffocating,

Lin Yuan never dodged or avoided the whole way; his left shoulder bore the shield, resisting attacks head-on, his right hand wielded the Silver Needle to reap lives,

His legs trampled the blood water, facing an endless tide of attackers, he literally crushed his way upward all the way,

His suit was already completely torn, blood and grime covering his whole body,

His left leg wound kept tearing open, excruciating pain relentless, his stamina also draining at breakneck speed, yet his gaze grew sharper, his assault grew more ferocious,

No matter how many people rushed down from above, they were all sent flying far away, knocked down, or crushed,

Not a single person could block him even half a step,

One floor, two floors, three floors…… seven floors!

Lin Yuan literally from the first floor…… broke through in a bloody battle,

Lin Yuan stepped on corpses and blood-soaked ground, breaking through endless encirclements and slaughter, all the way crushing his way up to the seventh-floor top level!

Anyone who got close, none could withstand this barbaric to the extreme assault,

Wherever his steel door passed, the crowd scattered completely,

The ground was filled with wounded wailing on the ground, crippled unable to rise……

Crimson blood water spread freely across the lobby floor, the whole space utterly became a bloody hell,

Lin Yuan single-handedly tightened the loosened blood-soaked cloth on his leg, gripped the blood-dripping machete in his hand, lifted his foot and continued to crush upward,

His footing…… was the blood-soaked, slippery steps,

What lay before him…… was the seventh-floor platform within arm's reach, yet the danger showed no sign of diminishing,

In the depths of the corridor above, there still were endless thugs…… trampling on their comrades' corpses as they frenziedly surged downward,

This batch of remaining elites, each fearless of death, wholly used human-wave tactics…… to stubbornly hold back Lin Yuan's steps,

They, intending to use relentless attrition…… to wear down the heavily wounded Lin Yuan,

Dense machetes…… continued to frenziedly slash, the metallic clink of impacts never ceased,

After enduring countless layers of violent slashing and smashing……

The steel car door Lin Yuan bore on his shoulder had long since lost its original hardness and flatness,

The whole steel plate…… was covered with dense, shallow and deep blade marks; countless depressions from blade edges intersected crisscross, many parts of the steel plate had already bent and deformed, slightly cracked,

The metal burrs on the door's edge had completely shattered and fallen off; the entire structure was now on the verge of total failure,

Again several burly men joined forces, wielding their knives with all strength, the heavy blades…… bearing desperate brutality, slammed hard onto the damaged steel plate!

Crack!

A piercing metallic rupture sound suddenly burst forth,

The steel car door, already riddled with holes and unable to bear any more weight, could no longer withstand the concentrated heavy blows; the entire steel plate split apart, shattering layer by layer.

Countless fragments of steel and iron scraps scattered and sprayed everywhere.

The remaining broken plates completely slipped free, rolled down the stairs, smashed onto the corpse pile below, and were utterly ruined.

In just a few seconds, Lin Yuan completely lost his sole shield and heavy weapon.

Yet Lin Yuan showed no panic at all, not the slightest hint of fear.

The killing intent and viciousness in Lin Yuan's eyes, however, surged even more fiercely.

He then loosened his grip on the only remaining broken steel fragment, and his gaze suddenly locked onto the solid stainless-steel fire railing beside him.

It was the sturdiest structure of the entire stairwell, made of thickened stainless steel throughout, ten meters long and running through half the stairwell, firmly fixed into the wall.

This railing was hard and heavy, capable of bearing enormous weight—even a strong man straining with all his might could not move it an inch.

The next second, Lin Yuan planted his feet firmly, and his hands shot out.

Lin Yuan's five fingers clamped tightly onto the icy, rough stainless-steel railing.

Lin Yuan exerted force with his palms, gripping hard until his knuckles whitened, and his arm muscles instantly tensed and bulged.

His dormant muscles bulged layer by layer, subcutaneous veins snaked and coiled over his arms, filled with explosive power.

Lin Yuan endured the tearing pain of his left‑leg gunshot wound, tightened his core with all his strength, poured every ounce of remaining strength into his arms, sank his waist, twisted his body, and violently heaved upward.

"Get up!"

Lin Yuan bellowed!!

Boom—

A dull, heavy tearing of the wall! It boomed, echoing through the entire stairwell!

The expansion bolts securing the railing all shot out, and the metal base embedded in the wall broke away in one piece!

Stone chips and wall plaster flaked off in a shower.

A solid ten‑meter‑long, several‑hundred‑jin stainless-steel fire railing was violently torn from the wall by Lin Yuan—using only his flesh‑and‑blood arms, he ripped it out root and all!

The heavy metal bar grasped in Lin Yuan's hands felt icy and hard to the bone; its long, thick body radiated extreme pressure, instantly becoming an unstoppable giant polearm.

Dozens of thugs charging head‑on saw this, their pupils constricted, and extreme fear welled up in their hearts.

The thugs' charging bodies instinctively paused, but they couldn't stop in time and still lunged straight at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's eyes turned icy and blood‑thirsty, and he snapped his wrist!

Lin Yuan swung the ten‑meter‑long stainless-steel railing with both arms, wielding the domineering force of Sweep Away Thousand Troops, and lashed out sideways with brutal force!

Bang—

A heaven‑shaking, earth‑rumbling collision thundered, exploding in the stairwell!

The hard stainless‑steel railing, like a giant rod crushing everything, slammed without hindrance into the front‑rank thugs.

Lin Yuan used no fancy moves—pure brute force crushing and violent bombardment.

The first few thugs in line didn't even have time to scream before their chests caved in under the massive railing.

The thugs' whole bodies flew sideways like broken kites, slamming hard into the concrete walls on both sides.

The dull thud of impact mixed with the sound of shattering bones burst open; the wall instantly cracked with fine lines, its mottled plaster flaked off, and the impact point sprayed with bright red blood.

The thugs who were hit had their bones shattered across large areas, blood gushing from their mouths, they slid limp down the wall and collapsed in a pool of blood, utterly lifeless.

The endless crowd streaming down from behind was completely engulfed by that brutal horizontal sweep!

Nothing could stand in the railing's path!

Some were struck at the waist and snapped in half, flesh, tendons and bones collapsing instantly;

some were violently knocked flying and tumbling, their heads striking the steps, drenched in blood;

some had their limbs shattered by the sheer shock, twisted and deformed, their horrid wails rising and falling, filling the entire stairwell.

Shredded flesh, flying blood droplets, and peeling wall plaster mixed together, flowing freely down the steps, staining the entire stairwell's walls, steps, and handrails a deep crimson.

Every inch of space reeked of a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Lin Yuan showed no hesitation, heaved the heavy stainless-steel railing, and stepped steadily upward, one step at a time.

Every swing of Lin Yuan's carried the brute force to split mountains and shatter stone—horizontal sweeps, vertical smashes, chopping thrusts; his technique was simple and brutal, each strike deadly.

Countless fearless thugs rushed forward wave after wave, only to be blown away, knocked down, or crushed—none could withstand a single strike of his.

Lin Yuan was drenched in blood, his clothes torn to shreds.

His left‑leg wound bled incessantly, his body covered in injuries yet he remained upright, standing amid a sea of blood and corpses.

In Lin Yuan's hands, the ten‑meter metal bar exuded a freezing chill, and his killing aura shot up to the heavens.

In Lin Yuan's eyes remained only cold, merciless slaughter.

Lin Yuan alone crushed the endless sea of people, single‑handedly subduing every enemy on the stairwell.

At this moment, Lin Yuan, treading through blood and fighting blood‑soaked battles, had become the peerless slaughter god who guards the stairwell and slays all living beings—chilling to behold, no one dared step forward another half‑pace!

The brief lull lasted only an instant before the killing intent from the upper floors surged again.

Du Jie had already laid a net of heaven and earth; on every floor above the hotel's seven stories, each corridor, every corner platform, every stairwell gap was densely packed with hidden men!

Hundreds of elite thugs, layered in defense and intercepting wave after wave, had turned the entire stairwell into a lethal purgatory!

They swore to exhaust and wear down the stair‑storming Lin Yuan halfway.

With no chance to catch their breath, the eighth‑floor thugs stepped on their companions' corpses and surged downward.

The ninth‑floor personnel closed in from both sides of the corridor, encircling!

The desperate criminals of the tenth and eleventh floors, wielding bladed sticks, kept coming down to crush!

Layer upon layer of human‑wave attacks came relentlessly, with no break.

Lin Yuan gripped the heavy ten‑meter stainless-steel railing, his steps never faltering as he walked steadily upward on the slick, sticky blood‑slicked stairs, unleashing the most ruthless layer‑by‑layer bombardment.

He no longer clung to wide, sweeping heavy blows; his fighting style grew ever more simple and ruthless.

Lin Yuan encounters a group of enemies…… he swings the railing, horizontally pressing and crushing, relying on brute force to smash the crowd, shattering bones;

When encountering close-combat assailants, Lin Yuan, with one hand, ceases using the long weapon in an instant, the silver needle left at his fingertips suddenly shoots out, precisely sealing the opponent's three major deadly points: glabella, throat, and chest,!

The needle strikes, the person freezes; never a miss.

Whenever Lin Yuan seals a point with his silver needle…… if the enemy is not instantly killed, he closes in, his short blade flashes cold light, cleanly cutting flesh and vessels, one slash seals the throat, completely ending the battle.!

The fighting has come to this; Lin Yuan has long abandoned defense, purely exchanging wounds for life, using battle to break the situation with a domineering style.

Countless sharp blades fiercely hack and slash at Lin Yuan's back, shoulders, and forearms, tearing the layered damaged suit fabric, ripping deep and shallow intersecting blood gashes on his flesh.

Dense heavy punches and kicks^ continually smash into Lin Yuan's waist, abdomen, back, and chest!

The dull impact sounds pile up, shaking Lin Yuan so his qi and blood surge, his throat sweet with blood.

Lin Yuan's body…… wounds pile up, new wounds over old, the gunshot wound on his left leg repeatedly tears and bleeds, his whole body covered in knife wounds, bruises, impact injuries.

Scalding fresh blood…… flows continuously along Lin Yuan's wounds all over his body, mingling.

But Lin Yuan's steps…… from beginning to end never pause even a bit.

Even if excruciating pain pierces the heart, his flesh overloaded and overdrawn.

He still grits his teeth and endures, his gaze locked firmly on the upper floors.

Lin Yuan kills upon encountering enemies, smashes upon encountering obstacles, forging a bloody path through the endless sea of people.

The eighth floor cleared, the ninth floor trampled flat, the tenth floor crushed over……

Layer after layer of stairs soaked in blood, corpses piled up everywhere layer upon layer……

Broken limbs, deformed weapons, shattered flesh scattered along the entire staircase, stretching continuously from the seventh floor down to the first floor.

The surviving wounded curl up in pools of blood, the wails of shattered bones, the screams of torn wounds, and the dying breaths intertwine, filling the entire hotel corridor, bleak and hopeless, hearing it makes one's gallbladder turn cold.

The bloody smell, metallic rust odor, sweat and dust mix together, intensely pungent and irritating, enveloping every corner of the entire building.

The blood-soaked battle across seven full floors' corridors crushes all; none can withstand its edge.

Lin Yuan, relying on a heart full of obsession and a fearless, death-defying fighting style, literally fights his way out blood-soaked from the seventh floor, breaking through the layered blockades of the eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth floors!

He all the way steps on blood, moving against the flow, finally rushes up to the top area of the fourteenth floor.