Upon hearing this, the person in black clothes and a matching mask showed no hint of expression, but Lin Kuang could feel a surge of anger emanating from them.
"What's wrong? Are you angry?" Lin Kuang said with a laugh. "When you decide to kill people, you should expect to be killed in return, shouldn't you?" As he spoke, he activated the Willow Catkin Technique, his body becoming a blur as he moved at his utmost limit, like a ghost in the dead of night charging straight for the assassin.
Seeing this, the black-clad figure shot backward, their pitch-black longsword moving to block Lin Kuang's Nameless.
CLANG!
The sharp sound of metal on metal rang out. However, to Lin Kuang's surprise, the assassin's pitch-black longsword wasn't even nicked. This was highly unusual.
How could Nameless, being so sharp, fail to chip the opponent's sword? Could it be that the sword in their hand is comparable to Nameless?
