Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 356: Encounter with a Powerful Enemy Again

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and Lin Kuang stepped out with Lin Guo'er.

To be honest, Lin Guo'er had been quite scared, worried that Lin Kuang would kill someone right then and there. If that had happened, it would have been very difficult to explain. After all, as formidable as Lin Kuang was, murdering someone was still illegal. Fortunately, they all stopped in time, preventing any issues. Otherwise, things would have become truly troublesome.

"This is the room. Please wait a moment," Lin Guo'er said indifferently, standing beside Lin Kuang as she looked at Yao Zhao and Yao Hui.

Yao Zhao's expression was grave, while Yao Hui's face was ashen as he stared at Lin Kuang. His left shin was in agonizing pain, so much so that he desperately wanted to sit down. But in front of Lin Kuang, he forced himself to endure it, fearing he would lose face.

Lin Kuang couldn't be bothered with him. If Yao Zhao hadn't intervened earlier, Lin Kuang would have already crippled Yao Hui.

Just three to five minutes later, Liu Shilin arrived with a set of keys and unlocked the door. Inside was an empty room. Although empty, it was spotless and had clearly been cleaned thoroughly. The floor was tiled, the walls were freshly painted, and the space appeared bright and airy.

"Please," Lin Kuang said with a smile, glancing at Yao Zhao.

Hearing this, Yao Zhao nodded and entered the room. Yao Hui followed close behind. Lin Kuang then stepped inside, with Liu Shilin and Lin Guo'er following as well. All five of them were now in the room.

Lin Kuang's gaze remained fixed on Yao Zhao. He could tell this was a powerful opponent, perhaps even a few notches stronger than Fan Molun. This was undoubtedly the most formidable enemy Lin Kuang had ever faced!

"Mr. Lin, if you please," Yao Zhao said, gesturing for him to begin.

Lin Kuang didn't stand on ceremony, moving to the center of the room. Yao Zhao did the same, stepping forward until he stood five meters away. Neither made the first move; instead, they watched each other with grave expressions. Both were well aware that the other was a formidable opponent who couldn't be easily defeated, so they were naturally cautious.

Yao Hui stood on Yao Zhao's side of the room, looking at Lin Kuang as if he were already a dead man. No one understood Yao Zhao's strength better than he did. If Yao Zhao unleashed his full power, it would be terrifying. He could even rival the experts of the older generation, a fact Yao Hui knew very well.

Liu Shilin and Lin Guo'er stood behind Lin Kuang, holding hands and worrying about him. Although they knew he was incredibly powerful, he was their man, and their protective instincts made them concerned for him.

"Please," Lin Kuang said again with a smile, looking at Yao Zhao. He stood there calmly, his composed and carefree demeanor greatly irritating Yao Hui.

Pretend. Just keep pretending. Once Yao Zhao makes his move, you won't be able to act anymore. Go on, enjoy it while it lasts! Yao Hui sneered inwardly, his gaze filled with scorn. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Yao Zhao said nothing, merely nodding his head in acknowledgment.

The instant he nodded, he shot forward, a fist smashing savagely toward Lin Kuang's throat. Seeing this, Lin Kuang showed no intention of dodging; his left fist blasted out to meet Yao Zhao's attack head-on.

Their fists approached at extreme speed. Just as they were less than half a foot apart, Yao Zhao's fist suddenly opened, his fingertips jabbing viciously toward the gaps between Lin Kuang's fingers. This change was incredibly swift and ruthless, far beyond what an ordinary person could anticipate, making it nearly impossible to defend against.

Lin Kuang had been watching Yao Zhao vigilantly. The instant he detected a subtle change in Yao Zhao's fist, he knew the man was about to change his attack. Lin Kuang's own fist shifted slightly to the side, instantly evading the fingertip strike. As their hands crossed, Lin Kuang's fist abruptly opened as well, his fingertips stabbing viciously toward the center of Yao Zhao's palm.

The exchange was brief, their movements as fast as lightning. Yao Zhao's expression turned grim the moment Lin Kuang dodged his strike. When Lin Kuang retaliated by aiming for his palm, Yao Zhao's assessment of his opponent rose once more. This was undoubtedly a worthy adversary. His speed, perception, strength, and vast combat experience all marked Lin Kuang as a powerful opponent.

Of course, these thoughts didn't slow Yao Zhao's actions in the slightest. His arm suddenly shot downward, instantly dodging Lin Kuang's attack. At the same time, Yao Zhao took a step forward, his body tilting slightly as a fist smashed viciously toward Lin Kuang's chest.

In response, Lin Kuang shifted his footing and twisted his body, swiftly evading the punch. As he spun, he swung his right leg around in a fierce and domineering roundhouse kick aimed savagely at Yao Zhao's waist.

Sensing the powerful gust of wind and the terrifying force behind the kick, Yao Zhao's expression flickered. With no other choice, he lunged forward to evade the strike, but this left his back completely exposed.

Seeing such an opportunity, Lin Kuang naturally would not let it pass.

He pushed off the ground with tremendous force. CRACK! The anti-slip tiles beneath his feet shattered. He shot forward at high speed, his fist aimed savagely at the back of Yao Zhao's head.

Feeling the malicious wind from behind, Yao Zhao immediately quickened his pace. In the next moment, he kicked powerfully off the wall in front of him. His body soared into the air, and he reappeared behind Lin Kuang, one foot kicking savagely toward his head. The attack was incredibly fast, giving Lin Kuang no time to react. An ordinary person would have been hit.

But Lin Kuang was no ordinary man. He was far from it.

He swiftly sidestepped, and Yao Zhao's kick met only air.

Just as Yao Zhao's feet touched the ground, Lin Kuang burst out from an angle, a kick aimed viciously at Yao Zhao's lower abdomen.

Having just landed, Yao Zhao's expression darkened. It was the precise moment when his old momentum was spent and new strength had yet to gather—Lin Kuang's attack perfectly exploited his greatest weakness.

Yao Zhao naturally understood his predicament. As Lin Kuang's kick flew toward him, he gently slapped the top of Lin Kuang's foot. He used the force of the impact to propel himself into a rapid retreat, instantly creating distance between them.

The two now stood ten meters apart, warily watching one another, neither daring to let their guard down. Through their brief exchange, both had come to understand the other's power.

Yao Hui's face filled with utter disbelief. Lin Kuang is actually fighting on par with Yao Zhao? H-how is this possible?