Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1242 - 549: Small Skirmishes (Part 2)
Previously on Online: I Can See Health Bars...
When the sword cleaved through empty space, the individual beyond the door froze in obvious shock.
The following instant.
As though seized by humiliated rage...
Bang!!
He forcefully booted the door wide open, and while the longsword pulled back from the frame, it slashed sideways at the silhouette ahead!
Precisely timed to exploit the disorder of the abrupt entry and launch a first assault, but the man within seized it solidly with two fingers, rendering it immovable!
[Chuan Luozhi: 500/500.]
As the foe struggled to yank back the longsword, his countenance reddened; regardless of his efforts, he failed to free the blade from those two fingers. Fang Yu at last beheld the actual features of this assailant.
To his surprise, it was the square-jawed fellow from Zhao Jinci’s group, the one with 2000 health.
Back then, Fang Yu had merely glanced his way and deemed him an insignificant lackey, unworthy of notice.
Who would have thought the opening assault came from such a trivial figure.
"Courting death."
The moment his rival sensed the vast disparity in power and gazed up at Fang Yu in dread.
Bang!!
A single kick from Fang Yu hurled him airborne.
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
Chuan Luozhi wailed, tumbling downward from the second story.
Bang!!
With a thunderous impact, he smashed onto a table laden with food, demolishing it utterly and jolting the patrons to stand.
The table splintered apart, shards of wood scattering wildly, as Chuan Luozhi sprawled on the ground, eyes bulging, hand pressed to his chest as if stifling a surge of Qi.
A seductive form gradually entered his sight.
Pfft!!
The pent-up Qi erupted, blood spurting over a meter high, pouring forth without restraint, and in mere breaths, he passed out, still as death.
[Poison Marrow Sword] Zhao Jinci, right then, raised her eyes from the body on the floor to peer up at the second level.
At the brink of the ruined balustrade, the youth in white who had appeared before loomed above, surveying the crowd below like a sentinel on high.
Now, nearly every soul in the ground-floor hall stared upward, meeting Fang Yu’s gaze.
Some snatched weapons from the tables, quietly standing from their chairs.
Others seized their wine flasks, gulping deeply as if indifferent.
The atmosphere screamed that a massive clash was imminent!
Without a word, as if drilled for this, the servers withdrew toward the inn’s doorway.
The innkeeper had stationed himself at the entrance the instant the man dropped from upstairs.
Master Tie of the Red Blood Gang getting slain was asking for it, rightfully so.
Yet the manner of this man’s demise baffled the innkeeper.
Regardless, the tension hung heavy!
Though the wrecked table stung financially, clearly survival mattered more now.
The innkeeper wavered at the threshold, torn between bolting or remaining.
Ahead, an elegant youth in fine attire snapped open his fan, grinning.
"Friend upstairs, you’ve got quite the fiery temper."
[Lin Yi Yuan: 1500/1500.]
His reply came in the form of the sword.
Chuan Luozhi’s sword.
The blade once gripped by Chuan Luozhi, plucked by Fang Yu’s two fingers, now hurled downward with a backhand flick.
Whoosh!!
The sword whistled piercingly through the air, and Lin Yi Yuan’s face twisted in alarm!
His feet danced rapidly across the floor, unleashing his signature lightness skill to surge forward repeatedly, barely evading the strike.
Zip!!!
Yet his robe ripped open, a gash weeping blood on his shoulder.
Lin Yi Yuan’s expression turned grim.
Gripping his injured shoulder, he shot a furious glare upward.
"Friend, what do you mean by this!"
Fang Yu above disregarded him, scanning the assembly below before declaring.
"I don’t want to waste time. All of you, come at once."
All together?
His declaration prompted visible responses from several.
Anger flared in some, shock in others, hesitation gripped a few.
That aura of near-invincibility and those ruthless moves daunted them.
Particularly that recent sword toss!
The square-faced man’s demise aside for now—they hadn’t witnessed the upstairs scene, just his fatal plunge.
But that sword? They’d seen it plain as day!
Terrifying, that sword!
Lin Yi Yuan’s famed "Laugh Amidst Flowers" lightness skill ranked among the elite for famed warriors.
A grin conceals blooms, renowned for unerring strikes.
Appears masterful at first; truly, it excels in agility, supreme footwork.
Superior lightness allows fatal openings.
Superior lightness permits strike-and-retreat, flee if outmatched; no strike means no miss, thus flawless record.
Those familiar with Lin Yi Yuan’s repute could tell from his frantic dodge that the upstairs foe possessed horrifying might!
Some already contemplated withdrawal.
While others surged with battle lust, thrilled.
"I’ll go!"
A black-clad youth vaulted onto a table, a health bar hovering above reading...
[Zhao Wutian: 500/500.]
He unsheathed his sword, eyes alight with zeal.
However...
Fang Yu shifted his attention away.
No spark of interest.
A mere 500 health offered no Evil Qi gain on death, pure waste.
Square-face was an exception; first fool deserved premium handling.
The others? Only four-digit health sparked true curiosity.
Fang Yu wasn’t alone in ignoring Zhao Wutian; the crowd dismissed his boasts too.
Most drifted subtly toward Poison Marrow Sword Zhao Jinci, awaiting her lead.
Zhao Jinci narrowed her eyes slowly, flashing a saccharine smile.
The Poison Scorpion Woman rarely grinned, but hers dripped sweetness like venom.
Even her allies briefly mesmerized by Zhao Jinci’s abrupt charm.
"The young master upstairs is so grumpy, why join forces? I’m unfamiliar with them, why join forces at all? Really can’t understand what the young master is saying?"
All assumed Zhao Jinci was conceding.
All figured she’d retreat.
Only her close ally, Bone Piercing Whip Zhao Yinxin, recognized this demure act signaled peak murderous urge!
The upstairs man was finished!
And as Zhao Jinci spoke her piece, she ascended the stairs leisurely, step after step to the second floor.
The onlookers puzzled over her ploy, yet the enchanting view captivated utterly.
"Young master..."
A wave of perfume wafted over.
Zhao Jinci reached the second floor.
Fang Yu regarded her steadily, the aroma intensifying as she drew near.
"Young mas..."
Whoosh!
Fang Yu lunged abruptly, aiming to seize Zhao Jinci’s throat.
Shockingly, his hand clutched void! Zhao Jinci had slipped back nimbly!
"Hee-hee! Young master, why so hasty, fell into my poison..."
Crack!
A massive palm engulfed her face, cutting Zhao Jinci’s words short.
Zhao Jinci’s eyes bulged wide.
For she’d already dosed him, numbing senses and reflexes, but in that blink, unseen by her,
the shadow clamped her visage like instant translocation.
How could this be?!
My proudest hidden toxin!
Countless victims weakened sharply, dispatched easily despite my inferiority!
Countless poisoned, lost direction, coordination shattered, agility crippled!
Yet this one stands utterly immune! Why?!
Though inwardly reeling in disbelief, escape demanded priority!
"Let go of me!!"
Zhao Jinci screeched, tone shrill and venomous. As her hand darted to the Poison Marrow Sword at her waist, suddenly her skull and frame pitched violently ahead!
Whoosh!
Wind howled by her ears; before response, a collision jarred her, drawing a pained yelp.
"Let go of my sister... agh!"
The crowd witnessed it plain.
Bone Piercing Whip Zhao Yinxin had bounded from below to aid, smashing into the hurled form plummeting down.
The pair tumbled nearly prone, rolling aside.
"What?!"
"?!!"
"The Poison Scorpion Sisters, shockingly no match for him..."