Wuying Shu was instantly killed, and Canglang Zhantian and the others, who had been keeping an eye on Wuying Shu, were stunned.
They knew exactly how strong Wuying Shu was — as his teammates.
Wuying Shu was a first-tier Assassin who had mastered the Eye of Observation, allowing him to easily discern the trajectory of an opponent's attacks and react accordingly. On top of that, most of his equipment was level-25 Mithril grade, giving him well over 4,400 HP. Even Canglang Zhantian would have had to put in serious effort to take Wuying Shu down, and if Wuying Shu decided to flee, there was nothing Canglang Zhantian could do to stop him.
And now he'd been killed in a single strike…
None of them even knew what had happened. All they saw was a Swordsman in a black cloak — his face obscured — his silver blade flashing as a streak of silver light, and then Wuying Shu was dead.
How could they not be shaken?
After killing Wuying Shu,
This time, he didn't hold back his speed. He sprinted at full velocity, ghosting through the night like a specter, his figure completely impossible to track.
"He's hiding his strength! Everyone who isn't a first-tier Class, fall back! I'll hold off the boss. The rest of you, pin down that guy — keep your distance! His sword speed is way too fast, do not get close!" Canglang Zhantian shouted in the party chat.
Though Canglang Zhantian had issued the optimal instructions, he was inwardly baffled.
Why would an expert like this attack them?
And from the way he'd come at them, it was clear he'd been targeting them from the very start.
That didn't make any sense to Canglang Zhantian.
His team had always kept a low profile within Yixiao Qingcheng, never picking fights with anyone. They were Yixiao Qingcheng's secretly organized ace elite squad — so covert that even the guild's ordinary members didn't know they existed.
Yet this attacker had struck at the perfect moment.
But the most unbelievable thing was the attacker's strength. He was absolutely one of the most formidable experts Canglang Zhantian had ever encountered.
It had only been a single sword strike, but that was more than enough to gauge the man's power.
Setting aside technique, his raw base stats alone far surpassed Wuying Shu's. Even without using any skills, Wuying Shu would have struggled to block a single strike from this man. And that flawless, economical swing — Wuying Shu simply couldn't react in time. Being killed was completely expected.
In fact, Canglang Zhantian's assessment was spot-on. Absolute force overcomes all skill.
Even though Wuying Shu had already touched the threshold of the "Microstep" realm of combat technique, under the crushing weight of absolute power, that level of skill meant nothing. Moreover,
That said, Wuying Shu had simply been unlucky. With his 4,400-plus HP, even with
In the span of a few breaths, the six remaining experts in Canglang Zhantian's squad blocked
A single squad of ordinary first-tier players could easily handle a twenty-man guild elite squad. These six, moreover, were genuine experts, and their coordination was certain to be exceptional.
"I don't buy it. Six of us against one of you — there's no way we lose," said a level-27 Berserker in silver armor, glaring at the charging