“Chapter 47: I promised to let you wait for me, and I will definitely come!”

The muscles on Mo Tianxiong's face twisted violently.

He couldn't believe everything he was seeing before his eyes.

Although most of the main forces of the guild headquarters had already left the city to level up, the ones remaining were all experts above level 20.

Yet, they were all silently dealt with by the man in front of him just like that?

Not even a single alarm had sounded.

Mo Tianxiong's teeth chattered loudly, and a chill surged straight from the soles of his feet to his crown.

He stared fixedly at the hooded figure, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Who… exactly are you?"

The newcomer let out a soft chuckle, which sounded exceptionally harsh in the dead-silent office.

"Weren't you looking for me?"

"How come you can't recognize me when I'm standing right in front of you?"

This rhetorical question made Mo Tianxiong's pupils suddenly constrict!

He widened his eyes, his face full of absurdity and horror.

"Y—You're that Yasuo?!"

Impossible!

How could he be here?!

He had just been plotting how to lure this coward out of the Old City District.

As a result, the opponent actually delivered himself to his door and appeared right in his base camp!

After a brief shock came towering fury.

Mo Tianxiong laughed out of extreme anger, his expression turning ferocious due to rage.

"Good! Very good!"

"You refuse to take the road to heaven, yet you charge straight into Hell with no door!"

"You've come at the right time. Today, I will avenge my son!"

He abruptly snatched a giant axe covered in ferocious barbs from the wall, and his Battle Intent erupted explosively!

"Get him! Slaughter him!"

Following his command, the two subordinates by his side who had long been ready to strike, along with the thug at the door who had just reacted, formed a triangle formation and lunged fiercely toward Yasuo with a roar!

The lights of three different classes lit up; blade light, arrows, and curses instantly sealed off all space for Yasuo to dodge.

Jasmine's heart leaped to her throat.

However, facing this fatal encirclement, the man merely raised his hand calmly.

He slowly drew his wind-breaking long sword.

"Too slow."

Two cold words rang out.

The next instant, his figure abruptly transformed into a zigzagging flash of lightning!

[Lightning Rush]!

"Puchi!"

As the lightning flashed by, the actions of the warrior holding the battle blade at the very front abruptly stopped.

At his throat, a slender bloody line appeared.

Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

He didn't even see clearly how the opponent made his move.

The lightning did not stop at all, turning at a bizarre angle and instantly closing in on the archer in the back.

Before the terror on the archer's face could fully bloom, a palm had already choked his neck.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The third curse caster let out a frightened scream and turned around wanting to flee.

But a bolt of lightning had already chased behind him.

The cold sword blade pierced out from his back, bringing out a handful of scalding heart blood.

The entire process happened in the flash of lightning and flint.

Three elite Professionals in their early twenties failed to even touch the hem of Yasuo's clothes before they all perished.

In the office, instantly only Mo Tianxiong's heavy breathing remained.

The wild rage on his face had long been replaced by panic and fear.

The strength of the man in front of him was far more terrifying than described in the intelligence reports!

"You…"

Just as Mo Tianxiong uttered a single word, Yasuo's figure had already started moving again.

No nonsense.

No hesitation.

Only slaughter!

"Bastard!"

Mo Tianxiong roared angrily and turned around with a horizontal sweep!

[Bloody Round Dance]!

The giant axe carried a howl that tore through the air, whipping up a fishy wind that sealed off all of Yasuo's dodging space!

However, instead of retreating, Yasuo advanced.

The dark iron long sword in his hand thrust upward, the tip of the sword pointing with absolute precision at the spinning axe blade.

"Clang——!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening!

A violent force surged along the sword body, and Yasuo's figure was jolted sliding backward several meters before barely stabilizing.

As expected of a level 35 warrior; his strength attribute was indeed astonishing.

Having succeeded in his strike, Mo Tianxiong's Aura soared like a rainbow. His giant axe opened and closed widely, every move and stance carrying immense power and whipping up violent gales that made it hard for people to breathe.

For a time, axe shadows flew and sword lights flashed inside the office.

Zhou Huai controlled Yasuo, pushing the agility advantage of the S-rank class to the ultimate limit.

His figure was like a phantom, shuttling through the gaps of the violent axe shadows. Every dodge was extremely perilous, and every sword strike was tricky and vicious, pointing directly at Mo Tianxiong's flaws.

The more Mo Tianxiong fought, the more alarmed he became.

This brat's speed was too fast!

Every single one of his axes clearly calculated the lead time, yet they were always dodged by him with a hair's breadth.

Yet the opponent's sword could always pierce from unbelievable angles. The lightning power attached to the sword body continuously eroded his body, making his whole body go numb and his movements gradually become sluggish.

"Ahhhhh!"

Mo Tianxiong went completely crazy. With bloodshot eyes, he abandoned all defense and poured all his power into the giant axe in his hand!

[Fatal Chop]!

He leaped high, gripped the axe with both hands, used all his strength, and chopped down directly at Yasuo's head!

This axe condensed all his power and fury, determined to split the person in front of him into two!

Facing this earth-shattering blow, Yasuo did not dodge.

He merely stood calmly in place, letting the giant axe flashing with blood light continuously magnify in his pupils.

At the very moment when the giant axe was about to strike his head.

"Zhi la——!"

Dazzling lightning abruptly erupted from within Yasuo's body!

A ferocious armor formed from pure lightning power instantly covered his entire body!

[Thunder Armor]!

"Boom——!"

The giant axe fiercely chopped onto the Thunder Armor, bursting out a heaven-shaking loud noise!

The violent shockwave instantly blew away all the furniture in the office, tearing them into pieces!

Mo Tianxiong only felt as if his axe had chopped onto a ten-thousand-year mysterious iron. A terrifying rebounding force came over, shattering the web between his thumb and index finger and dripping with blood.

What terrified him even more was that a tyrannical current frantically surged into his body along the axe handle, making his whole body tremble violently and fall into a brief [Paralysis] state!

Yasuo forcefully withstood this blow, his HP dropping by a small fraction, but his gaze became increasingly icy.

He moved.

Taking advantage of the moment Mo Tianxiong fell into paralysis, the long sword in his hand turned into streaks of swift lightning, frantically pouring onto Mo Tianxiong's body!

One sword!

Two swords!

Three swords!

The armor on Mo Tianxiong's body was easily torn apart, and blood splattered!

The excruciating pain allowed him to recover slightly from the paralysis. He wanted to retreat, but found that his body was still incomparably stiff.

At this very moment, the duration of Yasuo's [Thunder Armor] ended.

The armor instantly dissipated, transforming into an even more violent lightning explosion that bombarded Mo Tianxiong's chest at close range!

"Puff——!"

Mo Tianxiong was struck as if by lightning, violently spewing a large mouthful of fresh blood as his body once again fell into about 1 second of [Paralysis]!

The outcome was decided.

Yasuo's figure appeared in front of him as if teleporting.

A cold sword light slashed across Mo Tianxiong's despairing eyes.

Fresh blood continuously spurted out from Mo Tianxiong's body!

"No…"

In Mo Tianxiong's eyes, despair and fear finally revealed themselves.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that his throat could only emit gurgling sounds.

At this moment, Yasuo slashed out with a fatal sword!

[Thunderous Strike]!

Mo Tianxiong's body, which was already on the verge of its limit, could no longer hold up.

Collapsing to the ground like a puddle of mud, his entire body was charred black, and he completely lost his breath.

The battle ended.

Yasuo calmly sheathed his sword.

At this moment, Jasmine curled up on the ground.

Although her whole body ached faintly.

Yet a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Was she dreaming?

She seemed to have dreamed that the boss came to save her.

He even killed Mo Tianxiong.

Just then, Jasmine faintly felt someone come to her side.

Lifting her onto his back in one smooth motion.

Just like before.

Feeling the real and broad shoulders.

Jasmine could no longer hold it in, and tears streamed down in a rush.

"Boss… is it really you?"

Zhou Huai controlled Yasuo to let out a silent hum.

The tone was calm and resolute.

"I promised to let you wait for me, and I will definitely come."