Originally, he was not convinced of Lin Yuansheng in his heart, thinking that the other party was just using some inferior means, and it would be difficult to determine the outcome in a one-on-one fight. But at this time, There was only fear and heavy pressure in his heart! Standing in front of Lin Yuansheng was like facing a flood or a ferocious beast. The sense of crisis that Omori Masaki had forged through hundreds of battles was already raging in his heart. The terrifying pressure like that of the deep sea made it impossible for him to even stand up straight and show his "tenacity". ——As long as you show aggression, death will surely await you! Omori Masaki was sweating profusely, with mixed feelings in his heart, including fear, but also respect and awe for the strong. Lin Yuansheng noticed that something was wrong with him. 'Momentum...' He had some understanding. He relied on the modifier to improve his swordsmanship to the master level, and also acquired the necessary skills for masters of this level.
That is - momentum! It can be said to be momentum, or aura, a skill that only masters who have won every battle possess. That’s why there is a saying that masters fight against each other and their momentum clashes. For masters of the same level, momentum is just a trick to add icing on the cake, but for those below them, it is a nuclear weapon that can win without fighting. Even my power can't bear it, How can you withstand my attack? After all, Lin Yuansheng had only been learning martial arts for a short time. He had already reached the realm of a sword master in less than a week. Even though he was extremely talented, he still needed a period of adaptation, and he was not yet able to control the "sword force" freely. That's why Masaki Omori was affected by his momentum. "Who will go in with me?" Lin Yuansheng slowly found the trick and gathered the scattered "momentum". The pressure on everyone's hearts was finally relieved, and they had a chance to catch their breath. However, no one responded to Lin Yuansheng's invitation. This is a haunted house, where countless people have died! Admittedly, Lin Yuansheng is scary, but he is still human after all. But a haunted house is different, there might be ghosts there! These are two completely different kinds of terror. Even if they were given a choice, they would rather be beaten again than break into a haunted house and get killed. Seeing that the men he brought with him all lowered their heads and pretended to be dumb, Omori Masaki was angry and anxious, and had no choice but to step forward: "I will go with you..." "never mind." Lin Yuansheng said in a cold tone: "I can do it alone, you guys wait for me outside." "Big brother!"
Yan Youliangta, whose legs and feet were weak with fear, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you!" Lin Yuansheng frowned, wanting to tell him not to be so stubborn. "Please rest assured, I will never hold big brother back!" The bad junior student showed a silly smile. Seeing that he was terribly scared but still unshakable, Lin Yuansheng stopped trying to dissuade him. Before departure, Suddenly, Ryota Hiko took out a katana from the trunk of a car and handed it to Yuansheng Lin. "A warrior should use a real sword, so leave the baseball bat to me!" He shamelessly took the baseball bat. Lin Yuansheng weighed the real knife in his hand, and his eyes turned much softer and friendlier as he looked at the bad boy. "You have a heart." Masaki Omori on the side was about to say something but stopped himself. This knife looked like a treasured piece of his boss Teru Nishide. ... "Follow me closely and don't run around." Lin Yuansheng, who had a greatly changed impression of this junior, gave him a special reminder before entering the door. The bad boy tightly grasped the baseball bat and nodded nervously. The two walked quickly across the courtyard and arrived at the front door of the mansion. Lin Yuansheng grasped the handle and twisted it slightly, and the tightly closed door opened without any resistance, revealing a dilapidated entrance with a classical corridor and traditional sliding doors on both sides. The lights were dim, but it was silent. There were many messy footprints on the corridor floor. Some of these footprints extended into the kitchen at the end of the corridor, some were cut off in front of other doors, but more of them went up the stairs to the second floor. "..." Lin Yuansheng gripped the hilt of the knife solemnly. The outside of the house didn't feel very solid, but once he walked into the entrance, he felt a chill running up his spine. There was a deep sense of malice in the whole house. "Do you feel anything?" "....What?" Looking at Yan Youliangta's confused expression, Lin Yuansheng didn't say anything. It seems that I am the only one who can feel this malice. "Let's keep going. Once we find Lin Zaozhi, we'll retreat!" You can't stay here for long.
The two walked into the corridor, one in front of the other. The sliding door to the living room on the left was still open. There were traces of people inside. There was a smartphone on the table. But when the two passed by, 'Ding-ling ding-ling' The cell phone on the table suddenly rang. Yan Youliangta was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and then he followed Lin Yuansheng into the living room. The phone rang, but the caller ID showed a blank business card, which was strange and unusual. "Do you want to answer it..." The incoming call tone on the mobile phone is like a soul-calling spell, making people feel upset and irritated. Yan Youliangta looked at Lin Yuansheng. "beep--" The call was connected by itself without anyone touching it. Swish! ! The cold white sword light suddenly cut through the air, splitting the phone and the wooden table in two with a whistling sound. Lin Yuansheng sheathed his sword indifferently, glanced at his completely broken cell phone, and turned away. "Walk." "Is this possible?" Hiko Yu Ryota was shocked at first, then full of admiration, and followed him happily. "With Big Brother here, I'm really not afraid at all!" "No matter what monsters or demons there are, they can't withstand my sword! Brother, after you save my big sister, can you teach me how to use the sword? I don't ask to be as good as you, but just one tenth of your ability, no! One twentieth, I will be satisfied!" Hikoyu Ryouta performs stand-up comedy by himself. Lin Yuansheng walked quietly in front. He did not mind his junior's talkativeness. In such a strange environment, having such a lively person could actually reduce fear and anxiety. "Big sister! Big sister Zaozhi!" Hiko Yoshita wielded a baseball bat and kicked open every closed door like a robber, shouting and searching. When he kicked open the door of the utility room, the dust accumulated inside rushed out and hit him in the face. "Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!" He coughed dryly for a long time, fanned away the dust with his palm, and finally recovered, then looked up. He looked into the eyes of the corpse hanging in the utility room. "what!!!" The scream pierced the silence.
Lin Yuansheng rushed over quickly and saw the bad boy already slumped on the ground, trembling and pointing at the storage room, his face pale with fear. Lin Yuansheng looked towards the utility room. In the small utility room, there was a dead body of a young boy with his eyes open. The body was hung in the middle of the room. All the bones in the body seemed to have been pulled out, and the limbs were strangely twisted and entangled with each other. On the corpse's young face, his eyes were wide open, with an expression of fear and despair frozen in place. "...Sato Taro." Lin Yuansheng murmured the name of the corpse. He recognized this man. He was a member of Morita's clique and one of the bad guys who had bullied the original body. did not expect, When we met again, this was the situation. Lin Yuansheng frowned slightly. He had no fear of the corpse. Instead, he took a step closer, wanting to know what kind of attack the other party had suffered to die... So weird? But at this time, His sense of crisis suddenly reached its peak, and he was keenly aware of the sharp malice coming from the back of his head. However, Ryota Hikoyu, who had always been talkative and funny, had not made a sound for a long time. Lin Yuansheng slowly moved his right hand in front of him and gripped the hilt of the knife. He stared at the corpse in front of him, but looked to both sides out of the corner of his eye until he saw a strange white shadow crawling towards him quietly. "Iai..." He murmured quietly. Swish! The sword was drawn out of its scabbard in an instant, making a clear dragon roar. Lin Yuansheng twisted his waist and exerted force, slashing down the moment he turned around. Swipe!! The pale boy who just happened to rush down from the ceiling bumped into the blade. There was a sound like cloth tearing, and the boy's body was actually cut in half. But it was not hurt at all. It just let out a miserable cry, and the two halves of its body disappeared into the cracks in the house like phantoms. "This is just a ghost. It's actually not that powerful!" Lin Yuansheng's breathing was like fire. He gripped the sword tightly, and through the smooth blade, he saw what he looked like at the moment. Ferocious and crazy. Hikoyo Ryota has disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. He was the only one left now. "I just want to find my sister. I don't want to go against you. We should not interfere with each other!" There was a crazy murderous intent in his eyes.
"but--" "If you want to kill me, or hurt my sister, then—" "We will fight to the death!"
