CHAPTER 48 SUPPRESSES

"Clang——!" The sound of steel colliding with steel resonated loudly in the forest.

The sharp dagger clashed heavily with the massive steel blade, creating sparks that ignited and fiercely scattered around.

At that moment, Fang Li felt an undeniable force transmitted from the steel blade to the dagger in his hand, resonating through his body and causing his footsteps on the ground to sink slightly.

Fang Li could affirm that if it weren't for the enhancement provided by his title, even if he didn't get injured, he would have been sent flying long ago.

"Crack—— Crack——!"

The dagger and the steel blade rubbed against each other vigorously, continuously generating radiant sparks around them.

It was only at this moment that Fang Li could clearly see the person wielding the steel blade.

It was a Samurai.

A Kabane that had completely transformed, yet held a massive steel blade. The glow emanating from its heart was particularly striking, and its body had taken on some deformities.

"AaahAaah————!"

The Kabane with the appearance of a Samurai locked its gaze onto Fang Li. Its eyes, devoid of pupils, were filled with ferocity and malice. It roared loudly at Fang Li, who was within arm's reach.

Under that roar, even the surrounding Kabane seemed to halt their relentless attacks, and they behaved as if they were subordinates bowing to a king.

Fang Li gripped the dagger tightly in his hand as he blocked the steel blade that the Kabane continuously swung at his head. He stared at the rampaging Samurai-like figure, his ice-blue Mystic Eyes shimmering.

"Wazatori, huh?"

Wazatori referred to Kabane who had undergone repeated battles and learned to use weapons and various combat techniques. Because of their mastery of combat techniques and the ability to wield weapons, their combat prowess far surpassed that of ordinary Kabane who simply charged straight ahead. They could be considered combat experts.

Kabane already possessed bodies stronger than ordinary humans, and when combined with combat techniques rivaling those of experts, their strength was unimaginable.

"With this level of combat ability, you still resort to sneak attacks. Do you have no self-awareness as a Kabane?" As Fang Li uttered these words, he suddenly exerted force and his dagger flicked upward.

"Clang——!" Sparks erupted fiercely once again, turning the crisp collision sound into ripples that spread outward.

The Kabane wielding the steel blade was forcefully pushed back, retreating several steps before coming to a stop.

"AaahAaah————!"

The Kabane with the appearance of a Samurai let out a frustrated and enraged howl. However, unlike the other Kabane that mindlessly rushed at Fang Li like wild beasts, it instead raised the steel blade in its hand, assuming a defensive stance.

It looked just like a seasoned Warrior.

At the same time, the surrounding Kabane also began to stir restlessly, loudly roaring at Fang Li, ready to pounce at any moment.

"So, this is what it feels like to be surrounded." Fang Li felt like smiling wryly, but his expression was beyond his control, and he instead revealed an exhilarating smile on his face.

In response to Fang Li's display, a voice reached his ears.

"I really don't understand how you can still manage to smile."

In the instant, the voice fell, a petite figure leaped from the top of a distant tree. It soared through the air, drawing a curve and performing several graceful somersaults before lightly landing by Fang Li's side.

"Are you an idiot?" Mumei held two red Steam Pistols, standing shoulder to shoulder with Fang Li. She said, "Why did you come here alone to provoke the Kabane?"

"Because it's best to have such a delightful purpose." Fang Li didn't look at Mumei, his gaze remained fixed on the body of the Wazatori as he spoke to himself, "But why are you here?"

"…Let's talk about it later," Mumei remained silent for a moment before changing the subject, raising her Steam Pistol in her hand and fixing her gaze on the Wazatori. She said, "Let's take down that Wazatori first."

At some point, Mumei had already untied the ribbon around her neck.

In other words, Mumei was ready for battle and Fang Li could only feel helpless about it.

"Let's put aside this question for now." Fang Li took a step forward and stood in front of Mumei, facing the Wazatori. Then he turned to Mumei behind him and said, "Take care of the ones around us, I'll focus on defeating the Wazatori."

"Are you sure about that?" Mumei couldn't help but look astonished as she spoke. "A skillful opponent like that should be the least suitable for you to deal with, right?"

After all, Fang Li was completely inexperienced in combat, and he only knew how to kill.

In the battle against Konochi Kurusu, Fang Li was able to win solely because of the sharpness of his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Without the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception capturing the Death Lines, Fang Li wouldn't have been able to see through Konochi Kurusu's Swordsmanship and wouldn't have been able to defeat his weapon to claim victory.

The Wazatori in front of him was likely even stronger than Konochi Kurusu, without a doubt.

Fang Li was indeed not skilled at dealing with this type of skillful opponent.

"So, this time, I'll rely on my Attributes to suppress him!"

With a total Attribute increase of 10 points, Fang Li's STR and VIT (Endurance) were already on par with the Kabane.

Moreover, Fang Li's best attribute, AGI (Agility), had reached 16 points, surpassing the average Kabane by a large margin.

Coupled with the amplification of the Slaughterer Skill on attack speed and movement speed, Fang Li could completely rely on his Attributes to suppress his opponent.

Therefore, Fang Li suddenly stomped on the ground, his figure turning into a blurred shadow as he dashed towards the Wazatori wielding his steel blade.

"AaahAaah————!" The Wazatori let out a long howl as he swung his steel blade like a berserk gale, aiming a head-on strike at Fang Li who had approached him.

However, almost at the same time, Fang Li's feet tightened as he abruptly changed his momentum and swiftly moved to the side, avoiding the attack.

"Crash————!"

The descending steel blade struck empty space, directly hitting the ground and shattering a small piece of it.

In that split second, with incredible speed, Fang Li dashed towards the side, his ghostly figure turning into a gust of wind as he reached the Wazatori's back.

The Wazatori immediately reacted.

Unfortunately, the Wazatori's speed was ultimately slower than Fang Li's.

As a result, just as the Wazatori prepared to turn around and counterattack, the dagger had already been released from Fang Li's hand.

"Chī————!"

A cold light flashed, cutting through space and emitting a sharp scream.

"Pū Chī————!"

The next second, the lethal weapon pierced through the Wazatori's heart, penetrating it from behind.

And victory ultimately belonged to Fang Li.