Unrivaled Soldier in the City

At that moment, Lin Kuang watched Delar with a grave expression. He had already sensed that this Blood Clan Elder would not be easy to deal with. Delar, too, was fully aware that Lin Kuang was a difficult opponent. Therefore, both wore solemn expressions as they stared at each other, neither willing to attack rashly.

In fact, Delar was somewhat frustrated. Among the Fanzhuo Clan Elders, his strength was easily in the top three. Otherwise, how could he have possibly become the leader of the important New York division? This alone demonstrated Delar’s strength and status within the Fanzhuo Clan. Yet, facing an Easterner of equal caliber, he felt an intense sense of crisis, a feeling he found simply unbelievable.

Forget it, I have to kill him anyway. Otherwise, with so many of our clan members dead, I won’t be able to explain myself. Delar thought.

The next moment, Delar attacked Lin Kuang again, his fingernails growing even sharper. Each swing unleashed a bizarre, crimson light that was both powerful and terrifying.

Yet Lin Kuang was undaunted. He unleashed a dazzling True Qi from the Nameless in his hand, swiftly slicing through the crimson light and emerging completely unharmed.

It looks like this is all he has. Maybe he still has a trump card, but it’s time for me to launch a real attack. Lin Kuang thought.

Immediately after, Lin Kuang’s swordsmanship changed drastically. He executed the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique, a terrifying and elusive style with no discernible pattern, which instantly made Delar’s expression turn ugly.

Delar had no understanding of the techniques of Ancient Martial Arts. In his view, all skills were useless before overwhelming strength. Of course, Delar’s approach was correct to an extent, but only in the face of absolute power! Without absolute power, experience and skill were what ultimately mattered. This was especially true when opponents were of equal strength; in that case, technique and experience became paramount.

Now, as Lin Kuang employed the techniques of Ancient Martial Arts, Delar was forced into a constant, explosive retreat. He was beginning to feel overwhelmed. He knew nothing about Ancient Martial Arts techniques, so he had no way to counter Lin Kuang’s Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique.

Damn it, what kind of sorcery is this Easterner using? I can’t even block it! Delar thought irritably.

Lin Kuang was unaware of Delar’s distress, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t have cared.

PFFT!

In an instant, Lin Kuang’s Nameless Sword pierced Delar’s left arm. If Delar hadn’t dodged quickly enough, Lin Kuang would have severed the limb entirely.

"Damn it! Damn you! Damn you, Easterner! You forced my hand!" the retreating Delar roared furiously, his gaze filled with a murderous fury that made him look like he wanted to tear Lin Kuang to shreds.

"That’s right, I am forcing your hand. What are you going to do about it?" Lin Kuang sneered, looking at the crazed Delar. "Show me whatever trump cards you have. Let me see what an Elder of the Blood Clan is truly capable of."

"Fine! Very well! Since you’ve asked for it, I will oblige you. I will let you witness the true power of the Blood Clan!" Delar roared, his blood-red eyes brimming with murderous intent.

The next moment, Delar was enveloped by a crimson light, his entire form becoming a glowing red sphere.

Lin Kuang watched the scene with some confusion and a hint of unease, as he had no idea what Delar was planning. However, he did not try to stop him. His goal wasn’t just to kill Delar; he wanted to understand the Blood Clan’s combat methods. He needed to learn about them so he would know how to act in future encounters.

At that moment, the crimson sphere exploded violently, revealing a completely transformed Delar. This new Delar could no longer be described as human—though, to be precise, he hadn’t been human before either, merely wearing a human form. Now, Delar had transformed into something neither human nor ghost; he looked utterly inhuman.

A pair of wings sprouted from his back. They seemed only partially unfurled, stretching about two meters long. Meanwhile, his clothes had been torn to shreds, revealing a body now covered in black fur. His feet had completely transformed into claws, tipped with sharp nails that looked no less formidable than his talons. His arms were likewise covered in black fur, and his ten fingernails appeared even sharper. His head, in particular, had become oval-shaped, no longer resembling a human’s at all. His face was elongated and also covered in black fur, with two incredibly sharp fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth, creating a terrifying sight.

At this moment, Delar resembled a massive, horrifying bat.

"Damn you, Easterner! You forced me to reveal my true form. Now that you have seen it, you are destined to die!" Delar shrieked, his voice now high-pitched and grating. "You made me lose my elegant body. You truly deserve to die!"

Hearing this, Lin Kuang scoffed disdainfully. "That ’elegant body’ was just a human body. It wasn’t the true form of a damned giant bat like you!"

"A human body? Heh, our ancestors possessed human bodies, so we of the Blood Clan can also be considered human. We just happen to be able to exist in two forms," Delar couldn’t help but explain. Nearly every member of the Blood Clan loathed their true form, for it was grotesque—nothing more than a giant, disgusting bat. Of course, it was said that this was God’s punishment, which was why they looked this way.

"Is that so? Well, even if you are considered human, what does that have to do with me?" Lin Kuang sneered, looking at the giant bat Delar had become. "You want to kill me, don’t you? Come on, then. Let me witness the true power of your Blood Clan."

"Rest assured, Easterner, I will satisfy you completely! I will drink every last drop of your blood and turn you into my trophy! I will keep your skin and show it to my clansmen, telling them this is my prize!" the giant bat that was once Delar screeched, his piercing voice grating on Lin Kuang’s nerves.

"Enough with the nonsense! Die!" Lin Kuang sneered, brandishing the Nameless Sword as he charged forward.