96: Chapter 96 Try to mess with me? I'll make you pay!

The Tentacles did not burst out of the ground; they were waiting for the right moment, just like two dormant snakes.

Before long, someone moved.

It wasn't just one person, but several.

They rushed out from different directions, targeting those two vials of serum.

Everyone's attacks came crashing down.

Fireballs, Wind Blades, lightning... like a rainstorm.

Those who rushed out were engulfed by the attacks, instantly torn to shreds, flesh and blood splattering everywhere.

But at this moment, Lu Zhiyi moved, like an arrow released from the string.

Her figure left a white afterimage as she rushed from the edge of the crowd toward the center.

She reached the serum, bent down, and reached out to pick it up.

But the attacks greeting her also arrived.

Lights of various colors came crashing in from all directions.

They came with whistling winds, scorching heat, and bone-chilling cold, all slamming toward Lu Zhiyi.

Lu Zhiyi did not retreat, nor did she dodge; her sword was unsheathed.

The sword drew circles in the air, like a gust of wind, instantly creating countless circles.

Those circles rotated around her like silver shields.

The fireballs hit the circles and were deflected.

The ice blades hit the circles and were sliced to pieces.

The Wind Blades hit the circles and were neutralized.

The lightning hit the circles and was redirected.

All the attacks were unloaded, neutralized, and redirected.

Every circle carried a soft power, rotating constantly.

"Taiji Sword."

Wang Lin, in the distance, was stunned.

There was only one thought in his mind: "When did this crazy woman learn such a powerful technique?"

When she sparred with him before, she didn't have this swordsmanship.

Back in that alley, although her sword was fast and accurate, she didn't have this ability to borrow force to strike back.

Lu Zhiyi blocked all the attacks, bent down, and reached out to pick it up.

Just as her fingers were about to touch the serum, the ground cracked open.

Two Tentacles drilled out from underground.

One Tentacle grabbed the serum in the severed hand, and the other Tentacle grabbed the serum under the refrigerator.

Then they instantly retracted, taking those two vials of serum and disappearing underground.

Lu Zhiyi grabbed nothing.

Her hand stopped in mid-air, her fingertips only a few centimeters from the ground.

She shifted her gaze from the ground and scanned the entire laboratory.

At this time, everyone else reacted as well.

They immediately spread out their Mental Energy, covering the entire laboratory.

Soon, they found it.

A person was crouching at the door—tall, thin, pale, with thin lips.

He held two vials of serum in his hand, his expression calm.

Someone recognized him: "Liu Kun! It's Liu Kun from the Blood Tooth Mercenary Group!"

Others cursed: "You, a remnant of Blood Fang, dare to come and steal?"

"A mere LV5, do you deserve to take the serum?"

Dozens of people moved simultaneously, rushing toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin put the serum into his space ring, turned around, and rushed out.

His Wind Ability lit up under his feet, and his Speed Ability was activated simultaneously; his Speed was ridiculously fast.

But behind him, the pursuers were like a tide; dozens of people rushed out at once.

They had all come in through the laser tunnel, and their Speed was no slower than Wang Lin's.

Attacks shot from behind in a dense barrage, all slamming toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin did not look back; his Mental Energy remained extended.

He could feel the trajectory and landing point of every attack.

He sidestepped, and an ice blade grazed his ear, slicing off a few strands of hair.

He lowered his head, and a fireball flew over his head.

He jumped, and a stone spike smashed past his feet; gravel splashed, hitting his calf, causing a little pain.

After landing, he continued to run.

Some attacks couldn't be dodged, so his body instantly turned into a cloud of black mist, and the attacks passed through the black mist.

Then the black mist re-condensed into Wang Lin's body, and he continued to run.

Dark golden light flowed over him; "Vajra Transformation" covered his back, shoulders, and arms.

A fireball slammed into his back and exploded.

An ice blade hacked at his shoulder and shattered.

...

But there were simply too many attacks behind him.

Wang Lin dodged one, but there were ten more.

He blocked ten, but there were a hundred more.

Every dodge, every block, every transformation consumed his time and slowed his Speed.

Even if it slowed him down by just a fraction of a second, they would close the distance by a step.

They were getting closer and closer.

He couldn't keep running like this; he had to find a place to shake them off.

There was a door ahead, half-open.

He turned and rushed into that door.

At this moment, he saw someone.

That person stood in the center of the room—tall, thin, pale, with high cheekbones and thin lips, showing no joy or anger.

His face was exactly the same as Wang Lin's current face.

Liu Kun, the real Liu Kun.

The two stared at each other.

Wang Lin looked at Liu Kun, and Liu Kun looked back at Wang Lin, staring at each other.

Like two unsheathed blades, neither backed down.

Wang Lin was the first to react.

He raised his hand and touched his face.

"Thousand Faces" receded, and his face began to change, shifting from Liu Kun back to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin spoke first: "Liu Kun, hand over the serum, and I will spare your life."

The moment Liu Kun saw Wang Lin, his pupils constricted, and he instantly understood something.

He was like an enraged beast: "You killed Shadow?"

Wang Lin did not answer; he just looked at Liu Kun with the corner of his mouth curled up.

It carried an arrogance that said, "I did kill him, what can you do about it?"

"Liu Kun, cut the crap. You can't get away now, so hurry up and hand over the serum."

Liu Kun clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, but he couldn't feel the pain; his eyes were filled with anger.

There weren't many members of Blood Fang left to begin with; one by one, they had all died, and now even Shadow was dead.

Just as he was about to make a move, a group of people suddenly rushed in from outside.

These people scanned the room, and finally, their gazes fell on Liu Kun.

Someone shouted: "Quick! The serum is on Liu Kun! Kill him!"

More people rushed in, their eyes locked tightly onto Liu Kun.

When they mentioned the serum, Liu Kun understood the whole sequence of events.

It must have been Wang Lin who turned into his appearance, snatched the serum from these people, and then framed him.

Liu Kun did not explain, because he knew that explaining was useless at this moment.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and rushed toward the back wall.

He swung his back violently, and a pair of wings burst out from behind him.

Subsequently, he punched the back wall, and a large hole appeared in the wall.

Liu Kun flew out of the hole like a black lightning bolt.

His voice drifted in from outside the hole: "Wang Lin, you wait for me! I will definitely kill you!"

Wang Lin watched Liu Kun leave and said softly:

"Fighting me? You're still too green. Let's see if I don't destroy you."

The people behind, seeing Liu Kun leave, rushed after him one after another.

Wang Lin turned and walked toward the other exit of the room.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped; a sound of footsteps came from behind.

Wang Lin did not turn back; his Mental Energy had already captured that person's aura.

Lu Zhiyi.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer.

One step, two steps, three steps.