Chapter Twelve: The Secret Battle in the Alleyway

  The main street of the Wangduom business district was always crowded, even in the early morning. These pedestrians became Roland's cover, and he hid among them, following the assassin from a distance of fifty or sixty meters, neither too fast nor too slow.

  The guy walked in a hurry, Luo Lin followed him, starting from the business district, passing through the castle district and garden district, and finally returned to Luo Lin's most familiar old city district.

  After arriving at the old city district, he darted into a small alley. When Luo Lin reached the entrance of the alley, there was no one in sight... It seemed like he had lost him.

  After circling around the alley a few times, he still didn't see anyone's shadow. Luo Lin was helpless and could only admit that his tailing had failed. He had no choice but to hurry towards Davie's seaside villa to hand in his task.

  Just as he walked out of the alley, less than fifty meters away, passing by a crystal glass store, Luo Lin suddenly received a reminder from his intelligent brain: "The target has appeared, right behind you, looking at you, and he found that you are following him."

  "How did you find out?" Luo Lin knew that the intelligent brain collected external information through his sensory organs, but the problem was that there seemed to be no eyes on its back, so it couldn't see what was behind it.

  "Look at the crystal glass beside you, there's a reflection inside. You didn't notice, but I caught the reflection."

  "Oh." Luo Lin didn't turn around, he slightly slowed down his pace and glanced at the glass in front of the store door, where there was indeed a reflection of the alley entrance.

  In the reflection, there was indeed a person standing at the entrance of the alley. Judging from his figure, it was him, the one he had been following earlier, staring coldly at him.

  "This is terrible, I made a wrong move and didn't catch the person, but instead exposed myself." Luo Lin secretly regretted.

  This taught him a lesson, unless absolutely necessary, it's better to avoid doing things that are not certain. He was a warrior who liked to fight head-on and now he had to track down an assassin who liked to hide in the shadows, which was simply playing to his weakness against his enemy's strength, very unwise.

  He was thinking quickly, considering his options, and his footsteps continued without stopping as he walked along the street.

  After walking for about ten or twenty meters, the intelligent brain reminded: "I've located his footsteps, he's catching up."

  Luolin was startled in his heart, knowing that the other party had taken an interest in his purpose and began to follow him back.

  If he's followed by him all the time, until they're in a deserted place, the other party will definitely make a move. If he can't resist being caught, he'll definitely face severe interrogation. If he can't hold out and spills the beans, Davie will also be implicated.

  The means of the destructive cult, Luo Lin had seen it before. These people worshipped power and completely lacked compassion... No, to be precise, they didn't have a shred of humanity. They were human-shaped demons.

  Even if he wasn't caught this time, if they lock onto him too early, then with his current strength, he will be very passive and could easily get killed.

  So he absolutely cannot be exposed!

  What should I do now?

  After some thought, Luo Lin found that he now had only one way to go, which was to silence the assassin who was tracking him.

  Before this guy takes the message back to his organization, let him shut up forever.

  Whether he was a match for this guy or not, he didn't know, and had no confidence at all, but he knew that this time he must fight with all his might.

  The decision was made, he continued to walk along the street for dozens of meters, his footsteps turned into a secluded alley, this alley he was very familiar with, and just a little further down the road was the shelter.

  As soon as he entered the alley, he started sprinting, running over thirty meters before a narrow passageway less than two meters wide appeared on his right side. Luo Lin darted inside and began to wait in ambush, knowing that an open confrontation would not be in his favor, deciding instead to launch a surprise attack.

  After a while, a faint footsteps came from the alley, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to the Tangle Hall, and the speed was also getting slower.

  Luolin knew his opponent was within arm's reach and tightly grasped the iron sword in his hand, ready to attack.

  The last few seconds of waiting seemed exceptionally long, with each second seeming to have passed a year. After about four seconds, a figure appeared in Roland's line of sight, and it was that guy from earlier.

  It's now!

  Luolin charged out without hesitation, simultaneously launching a sword strike, initiating the basic sword technique of thrusting, directly stabbing at his opponent's chest.

  This move is currently his most practical one, has reached a proficient level, with a short launch time and tremendous power.

  In the next instant, Luo Lin saw his opponent quickly draw out a dagger and block the sword tip's path.

  A loud "ding" sound rang out, his sword was blocked by the opponent, a huge force transmitted back from the sword body, shocking Luo Lin's palm numb, the long sword almost fell out of his hand.

  "Good fellow, indeed possesses 12 points of power." Luo Lin secretly admired in his heart.

  At the same time that this guy used his dagger to block Rolin's stab, his body posture began to make subtle adjustments, and then the dagger in his hand came towards Rolin like a poisonous snake, with a speed that was extremely fast.

  Roland's incredibly rich combat experience allowed him to recognize his opponent's move in an instant, which was the most commonly used battle technique of assassins: Flash Strike.

  Flash Strike, Assassin's War Skill, launches three powerful critical attacks in an extremely short period of time. This is a lethal war skill.

  Yes, it's absolutely lethal, but this combat technique has a drawback, which is that the dagger's consecutive strike speed is simply too fast, so fast that when low-level assassins use it, they can't fully control it.

  For low-level assassins, when using this combat skill, the three landing points of the dagger are relatively fixed.

  It was also this point that allowed Luo Lin to find a glimmer of hope.

  He relied on the combat instincts honed from his past life, quickly retracting the iron sword and grasping the hilt with both hands, first holding the sword in front of his abdomen and liver.

  "Ding!" A sound rang out, and almost simultaneously, the dagger came crashing up, just like a well-rehearsed performance.

  Although he was holding the sword with both hands, Rolin still felt his arm go numb from the opponent's attack, which was too powerful. He didn't have time to sigh and quickly turned the blade to block at his chest.

  Still in an instant, again with a "ding" sound, the dagger collided with the sword body once more.

  Having successfully parried the second blow, Luo Lin quickly turned to the next position: the throat, and with all his might gripped the sword tightly, for he knew that with the accumulated power of the first two blows, this final blow would be incredibly powerful.

  "Bang!" A loud noise shook Roline's eardrums, and he even saw a few dark sparks splashing into the air. His nose also caught a strong smell of iron, showing just how powerful his opponent's blow was.

  Three strikes had passed, and Luo Lin knew that at this time the assassin's strength would fall into a brief low ebb, which was an opening. For experienced warriors, this opening was fatal.

  And Luo Lin was such a warrior, he almost didn't need to think, the iron sword in his hand immediately turned its blade, relying on a kind of combat instinct, and launched another thrust, using all his strength to stab at the opponent's chest and abdomen.

  The assassin was shocked, using his dagger to block, but he had just used all his strength, at this time the old force had not dissipated, and the new force had not been born, completely unable to react in time.

  The dagger in his hand was effortlessly deflected by Rolin's sword, the tip piercing through the dagger's defense and entering straight in.

  A "puff" sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh came, Luo Lin's iron sword successfully stabbed into the opponent's liver area, the tip of the sword was deeply inserted for five inches, almost piercing through the opponent.

  Luolin instinctively spun his sword body, tearing open the wound and expanding the damage, before withdrawing his sword and rapidly retreating to prevent a dying counterattack.

  These were extremely important combat experiences. Luo Lin used the Earth Cloud as Water, and as time passed, he became more and more adept at controlling this body.

  When Luo Lin withdrew from the three meters, this assassin was already done for. Luo Lin's sword directly severed his last thread of life.

  His eyes, which had gradually lost their luster, were filled with astonishment and incomprehension. He couldn't understand why his opponent could block the battle skills he was proud of, why his strength was greater than his opponent's, yet he would lose so quickly? So thoroughly? Not even giving him a chance to counterattack.

  He didn't understand too much, but he had no time to think about it because his time was running out.

  "Why..." he said three words, then 'thud' fell softly to the ground, and stopped breathing.

  Seeing the opponent's vitality completely extinguished, Luo Lin's tightly strung heartstrings finally relaxed, and only then did he realize that he was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, with a faint pain spreading from his hands. He looked down to see that his hands were covered in blood, his palms cracked open.

  The battle lasted less than three seconds, but it was incredibly perilous. He had at least turned the corner of the gates of hell three times and felt that he even smelled the taste of death.

  The battle is over, and Zhi Brain has sent back a report of the war.

  "Successfully landed 2 critical hits on an opponent of equal level, proficiency +4. Current proficiency: 4/100 (Proficient)"

  "Successful guard technique: Flash Strike. Guard proficiency +10, current proficiency 1/100 (Proficient)"

  "Successfully defeated a high-quality opponent of the same level, gained 60 experience. Current experience is 60/200."

  It's still a bit of a harvest, for these battle reports, Luo Lin always takes them as references, for what familiarization degree things, he just took a glance and skipped over, only for experience things he is very concerned, as long as there is experience, he can upgrade his level, upgrade his physical quality, these hard power upgrades are the most important.

  Now get 60 experience, when he goes back to hand in the exploration task, get 150 experience, can upgrade to level 3, strength can also be improved a bit, this is really not bad.

  The alley was empty, Luo Lin didn't hurry to leave, he searched the assassin's body and found a purse, several small bottles containing ***, nothing else.

  Money is a good thing, there's quite a bit of it, so I'll take it with me. The poison is useless if you can't even kill someone else with it, and instead end up killing yourself. The assassin's dagger seems to be made of high-quality steel, so I'll take that too, then make my escape.

  Luo Lin didn't rush out of the alley, instead he made several turns in the secluded lanes and finally exited from the farthest exit, ensuring that no one would associate him with the dead person in the Tuo Lane.

  Having successfully silenced him and escaped safely, Luo Lin let out a sigh of relief, changed direction, and headed to Davie's seaside villa.

  But after walking a few steps, he felt that his current image was too embarrassing, with mud all over his body and a foul smell emanating from him. Going like this would leave an even worse impression on the other person, which wouldn't be beneficial for future development. He should tidy himself up.

  Thinking so, Luo Lin jumped into the sea to take a bath, washing away the stench on his body, and then returned to the commercial district.

  It's hard not to be suspicious, he only spent a silver coin to buy himself a simple outfit, and used a few coppers to get his hair done, after tidying himself up neatly, he then headed towards the Haijing Villa.

  As luck would have it, when Luo Lin arrived at the villa, he saw Davie watering flowers in the garden. On the stone bench beside her sat a woman in green clothes.

  Dai Wei's garden was very large and some distance away, so Luo Lin couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but from her figure and movements, he had already recognized her - it was her, Vianna.

  For a moment, Luo Lin's emotions were mixed, and after many years, they met again.