Chapter 826: Hunting Game

Lin Yuan stepped into the private room at that moment……

His gaze locked precisely onto the two Death Warriors near Qin Bore, and his fingertips suddenly exerted force, shooting out.

His movements were clean and efficient, with no flashy techniques, each strike deadly, swiftly sweeping away the blocking thugs.

After clearing the obstacles along the way, Lin Yuan did not linger; he flashed his figure and rushed straight into the fiercely battling presidential private room.

The two Death Warriors struck by the needles instantly had their bodies stiffen, limbs go numb, movements abruptly halt, completely losing combat ability.

Several silver needles as fine as cow hair shot out, breaking the air, speed like lightning, precisely striking the neck acupoints of the two Death Warriors.

He flashed his body close to the side, and with a clean, swift slash, precisely crushed the elite Death Warrior who had slashed Qin Bore.

Taking advantage of the opponent's stiffened gap, Lin Yuan's waist dagger flashed out of its sheath, a cold light flickering, extremely fierce.

His spine stood straight like a pine, holding the dagger he faced the whole slaughter, his eyes filled with a bone‑chilling coldness like icy frost.

Having eliminated the deadly threat, Lin Yuan stepped forward, firmly blocking in front of the wounded Qin Bore, shielding her from all attacks.】

Countless fierce thugs and top Death Warriors closed in from before him, yet he stood unmoving, not the slightest bit fearful.

The sudden rescue made Qin Bore blink slightly, a flash of obvious astonishment and surprise crossing her eyes.

"How did you come here?"

Lin Yuan's tone…… carried a hint of repressed reproach, yet every word and sentence was wrapped with an worry that could not be hidden.

Lin Yuan turned his head, his gaze falling on her bleeding shoulder; his eyes sank with anger, yet also revealed a deep, uncontainable heartache.

"I already warned you, this is a deadly Hongmen banquet; you must never come to the feast, yet you insist on risking yourself."

"If I don't come today, you won't be able to leave at all."

As his words fell, Lin Yuan held nothing back, completely tearing apart his usual low‑key, restrained demeanor, no longer hiding his full strength.

One hand gripped a sharp dagger, the other concealed fine silver needles; his near and far techniques alternated seamlessly, pushing the advantages of both weapons to the extreme.

Facing the several black‑clad thugs lunging at him, he lightly flicked his wrist, his fingertip power bursting forth, and several silver needles instantly shot through the air.

The silver needles flew swift and silent, precisely piercing through gaps in the crowd, firmly sealing the opponents' shoulder, neck, and waist vital points.

The struck thugs%^…… instantly had their bodies stiffen and go numb, limbs limp uncontrollably, the sabers in their hands clattering to the ground, completely losing combat ability.

Whenever someone managed to get close for a killing strike, Lin Yuan instantly turned his body to defend, his dagger sweeping horizontally and thrusting vertically, his moves clean and ruthless, each strike aiming straight at vital points.

The icy blade sliced the air, bringing a fierce wind‑breaking sound, each strike able to draw a striking line of blood.

In the chaotic melee, a fearless Death Warrior seized an opening and fiercely chopped his blade onto Lin Yuan's outer forearm.

The sharp blade directly cut through the fabric, tearing a shallow blood‑mouth, warm blood instantly soaking the cuff material.

The piercing pain spread through his flesh, yet Lin Yuan did not furrow his brow at all, his motion uninterrupted without the slightest hesitation.

He seized the moment the opponent retracted his blade, and with a backhand strike precisely pierced the opponent's side waist, cleanly and swiftly eliminating this ambushing Death Warrior.

Qin Bore beside him took in the whole scene, watching the wounded youth fight desperately while shielding her front, her heart slightly moved.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the waves of sharp pain from her shoulder wound, suppressing her body's weakness and fatigue, she raised her dagger…… and returned to the battle once more.

Her blood‑stained shoulder shifted slightly with each movement, every exertion accompanied by a piercing, heart‑rending pain, yet she paid it no heed.

In an instant the two formed an excellent combat tacit understanding, Lin Yuan led the assault, using his fierce techniques to forcibly tear open the enemy formation.

Qin Bore turned sideways to lock position and defend, precisely blocking and parrying the sneak attacks from all sides, steadily maintaining the defensive circle around both of them.

Attack and defense coordinated seamlessly, techniques complementing each other, they forcibly carved out a loosened gap in the dense sea of encircling enemies.

In the side gap, Lin Yun'er…… who had temporarily broken free from the entanglement, quickly raised her hand to pull out her phone, intending to send a distress message and report the situation.

But no matter how she swiped the screen or switched frequency bands, the phone constantly showed no service, and messages could not be sent at all.

She repeatedly tried dialing and sending messages, but the interface remained stuck and ineffective; the entire building's mobile signal was completely cut off and blocked.

The new‑faction bigwigs seated around the round table, watching this scene, all curled their lips in disdainful, icy smiles.

Their long‑suppressed sense of triumph fully surfaced, their eyes filled with ruthless cruelty and arrogance toward the opponent.

Lan Shengqiang stepped forward, his face twisted into a ferocious grin, he burst into loud laughter, his voice brimming with unrestrained mockery.

"Useless! Today none of you will escape!"

"We have already blocked all signals in the entire building; you cannot contact any outside help, you are completely isolated and helpless!"

Hearing the opponent's confident words, Lin Yun'er's expression did not waver; she immediately abandoned the unusable phone.

Her fingertips…… quickly moved to the inside of her collar, activating the micro‑communicator she had prepared in advance on an independent frequency.

The weak and hidden signal penetrated the shielding interference; she transmitted the rescue order at extremely rapid speed, clear and steady.

"The private room is under attack, surrounded by many assassins; immediately break through the hotel gate blockade and rush upstairs to support!"

The instant his words fell, Lan Shengqiang, Le Xiao chen, Hong Bai Tian and the other new‑faction leaders standing not far away had their faces suddenly change dramatically.

The formerly confident smile instantly froze on their faces, the arrogance in their eyes completely faded, replaced by…… intense panic and dread.

They never imagined that Qin Bore and her group had actually prepared independent communication equipment in advance, evading the signal block.

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At the same moment, in the hotel's exterior underground area, the lurking on‑standby Phoenix God Death Warriors squad precisely received the internal distress signal.

All members instantly turned grim, no longer passively waiting; everyone instantly exerted force, launching a fierce assault on the hotel gate.

The new‑faction outer‑perimeter killers stationed at the hotel entrance and along the routes…… immediately stepped forward to block, and the two sides instantly erupted into a large‑scale fierce melee.

Icy sabers clashed wildly, metallic clangs rang sharp and explosive, crowds surged and fought, the scene chaotic and violent.

The members of the Divine Phoenix Group were each formidable in battle, seamlessly coordinated; their offensive was swift and fierce, step by step overwhelmingly crushing the outer‑perimeter blockers.

The originally airtight vehicle blockade and human defense lines were torn open gap by gap, the defenses continually collapsing.

Large numbers of Divine Phoenix elites stepped over the fallen blockers, advancing steadily, rushing at breakneck speed toward the top‑floor presidential private room.

The fighting momentum from below spread upward floor by floor, and the battle inside the top‑floor private rooms completely underwent a turning point.

In the successive close‑quarters entanglements, Lin Yuan keenly captured the battlefield's core critical point.

The true deadly threat that firmly held the two's rhythm and continually applied pressure was that group of top Death Warriors deliberately summoned by Du Jie.

Ordinary black-clad thugs, though numerous, have chaotic moves and ordinary combat power; they are basically nothing to fear.

As long as the core command of the Death Warriors is shattered, this group of formidable combat elites will inevitably collapse instantly.

These Death Warriors are well-trained, with orderly offense and defense, deeply versed in combined attack techniques, and they stubbornly stabilized the New Faction's overwhelming battle situation.

He suddenly exerted force from his waist, his body like a low-lying swift wind, abruptly breaking through layers of human sea blockades, rushing straight to the deepest part of the crowd.

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold light; he immediately changed his combat strategy, no longer wasting energy entangling ordinary thugs.

This commander is tall and sturdy, with a steady yet fierce aura; his moves are ruthless and tricky, his combat power far surpassing the other Death Warriors.

He precisely locked onto that commander who coordinates all Death Warriors' tactics and secretly directs the encirclement.

The icy long sword, wrapped in a howling wind, slashed down from above in a domineering arc, aiming straight at Lin Yuan's head.

Sensing Lin Yuan rushing straight at him, the Death Warrior commander's face turned cold; he gripped his long sword with both hands and met the attack head-on.

The Death Warrior commander instinctively dodged by tilting his head, his body pausing for a moment, exactly falling into the opening Lin Yuan had anticipated.

Lin Yuan neither dodged nor evaded; he flicked his left hand's fingers slightly, three silver needles pierced the air soundlessly, accurately shooting at the opponent's vital points on the face.

The cold light of the short blade in his hand surged, his wrist swiftly turned, and the fierce blade technique advanced layer by layer, each move sealing a vital point.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's rhythm was disrupted, Lin Yuan stepped on the bloodstained ground, his body suddenly pressing close to the opponent's position.

The Death Warrior commander hastily went on the defensive, wildly waving his long sword to block, but could not keep up with Lin Yuan's rushing speed.

The short blade's block, chop, and thrust flowed together seamlessly, the movements smooth and swift, without a hint of sluggishness.

Lin Yuan seized the fleeting opening, his wrist suddenly exerted force, and the short blade precisely sliced open the opponent's chest.

In just a few exchanges, the opponent's defensive rhythm was completely torn apart, leaving openings all over his body.

The Death Warrior commander's body shuddered violently, his long sword clanged to the ground, and he completely lost any combat support.

A deep wound exposing bone burst open instantly, scalding blood gushed out, splattering across the floor.

As the Death Warrior commander crashed to the ground, completely breathless, the remaining Death Warriors on the spot instantly became leaderless.

Lin Yuan smoothly sheathed his blade, his motion clean and decisive, completely ending the threat posed by the battlefield's most dangerous top combatant.

Having lost their core command, the Death Warriors' minds fell into chaos, and their ferocious combat power plummeted off a cliff.

The originally well-coordinated encirclement formation collapsed instantly, everyone's movements hesitated, and offense and defense fell into utter chaos.

Le Xiao chen, Lan Shengqiang, Bai Guiyuan, and the other New Faction bigwigs watching from the side turned deathly pale in an instant.

The overwhelming killing force that had been suppressing the battle situation instantly dissipated almost completely, and the battlefield situation was completely reversed.

They never imagined that the ultimate trump card they relied on would be so cleanly and swiftly slain by Lin Yuan.

Just a second ago they were still arrogantly confident of victory, but now that was utterly replaced by extreme terror and panic.

Le Xiao chen's pupils contracted sharply, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat, and all his former arrogance vanished.

What had been a sure-won deadlock was forcibly reversed by the opponent, and everyone's hearts instantly filled with boundless dread.

The New Faction bigwigs no longer bothered with so-called face, turning and fleeing in panic toward the aisle outside the private room.

At this moment, the private room had already been controlled by Qin Bore and others.

These bigwigs could only retreat.

Some ran wildly without choosing a path, some shoved each other to seize the escape route, their sorry state fully exposed.

Their troops were all stationed on the periphery.

Qin Bore, who had been enduring the pain while closely watching the main perpetrators, saw the situation and his eyes burst with a killing intent that turned utterly icy.

She gave them no chance to escape; her blood-stained figure suddenly surged forward, striding out in pursuit.

The wound on her shoulder tore violently as she ran at extreme speed, the excruciating pain piercing her heart, yet she felt nothing.

At this moment, her eyes held only the New Faction's core masterminds who had set up this deadly scheme, vicious and deceitful.

The usual regional overlords, high and mighty group bigwigs, were now scared out of their wits.

Their limbs went weak; they desperately fled deep into the aisle, just wanting to escape this hellish battlefield as quickly as possible.

They never imagined that, having poured all the strength of the New Faction Alliance into it, they would lay out a lethal Hongmen banquet.

They employed massive troops to encircle and kill, top-tier Death Warriors, signal shielding, and inside-outside blockade—a flawless death trap.

Yet they could not do anything to the wounded Qin Bore; instead, they were completely overturned and reversed by the opponent.

In everyone's heart rose a tremendous wave, filled with disbelief, fear, and bewilderment.

Boundless regret and fear weighed on everyone's minds, but the killing chill from behind was already closing in step by step.

Only now did they truly realize how terrifying the power of this seemingly gentle woman actually was.

Just at the critical moment when the New Faction bigwigs were fleeing for their lives and the remaining assassins inside the venue were chaotically counterattacking…

Suddenly, dense and hurried footsteps came from deep within the aisle.

An Yunxi appeared in a brisk posture, first breaking through the aisle's obstructions; behind her followed a large contingent of fully armed Phoenix God elite fighters, rushing forward with a mighty momentum.

The crisp sound of her high-heeled steps mixed with the charging noises of the troops, penetrating the layers of battle noise and ringing clearly throughout the entire top-floor aisle.

The Phoenix God members following closely all had fierce fighting spirit; upon entering the battlefield they instantly dispersed into positions, cooperating seamlessly.

She swept aside the scattered guards along the way with brisk, fierce moves, literally carving a bloody path through the layered blockades of the aisle straight to the private room.

The previously chaotic stalemate battlefield instantly gained a complete turning point; An Yunxi led her forces, together with Lin Yuan, Qin Bore, and Lin Yun'er, forming an encirclement.

These reinforcing elite troops were formidable; they entered the fray and fought immediately without hesitation, immediately taking over the suppression of the remaining black-clad assassins inside.

The surviving Death Warriors lost their commander's command, their morale collapsed, and under the combined encirclement they were utterly unable to organize any effective resistance.

The forces from all sides coordinated seamlessly, offense and defense connecting without any gap, launching a thorough sweep against the remaining assassins making a last stand inside.

In just a few minutes, all the assassins lingering in the private room were either defeated, subdued, or slain, and any remaining threat inside was completely eliminated.

Sporadically resisting ordinary thugs… as soon as they raised their sabers, they were instantly subdued by the Phoenix God elite, blades dropping to the ground as they collapsed heavily.

Yet the crisis was not completely resolved; the clashing sounds at the aisle entrance continued nonstop, never ceasing.

The New Faction Group's manpower base was too huge; an endless stream of personnel from below kept stepping over their comrades' corpses, continuously charging into the top-floor private room.

Qin Bore's shoulder wound kept bleeding, his stamina after prolonged high-intensity fighting was severely overdrawn, his breathing became increasingly rapid and heavy.

The endless stream of enemies……like a tide, pressed forward wave after wave, completely disregarding casualties, fearless of death, basically impossible to kill them all.