Hidden Shadow – CH 321
by MTL TranslationChapter Three-Hundred-Twenty-One: Battle in the Forest (1)
An Jiu slowly exhaled, bent down to pick up her Tang sword, and wiped it clean on the clothes of a nearby corpse.
If she had a sniper rifle or a silencer, sniping would be much easier for her. Although the arrows fired from the Dragon-Subduing Bow were faster and more powerful than those from ordinary bows, a sixth- or seventh-level martial artist could still dodge them unless they used their mental power.
When An Jiu slowly expanded her mental power, the impact on her meridians was negligible, but the impact of a concentrated attack was dozens of times greater. Now she could control her mental power better, but she could not guarantee absolute safety, so she did not plan to use it to kill unless absolutely necessary.
The other group also consisted of three people: an eighth-level, a fifth-level, and a fourth-level individual.
An Jiu swung her crossbow and lightly leaped onto a ginkgo tree.
The rainy night was pitch black, and An Jiu’s figure was like ink on an inkstone, almost indistinguishable.
Even with her excellent eyesight, An Jiu could not clearly see her target under such conditions, so she simply closed her eyes.
Without visual interference, her mental perception suddenly became clear. Gradually, An Jiu felt as if she were sinking into the deep sea, surrounded by deathly silence—no sound, no light; she could not even feel herself.
The three people to her left were getting closer and closer; their intrusion was like a pebble thrown into this dead sea, ripples spreading outwards.
An Jiu’s grip on the Tang sword slowly tightened.
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At this moment, An Jiu’s world contained nothing but the three prey who had invaded her territory!
She crouched down, her muscles tense.
They were here!
The three people under the tree were on guard. The eighth-level expert among them heard a slight gust of wind overhead and instinctively drew his sword to block, but the light was too dim; he could see almost nothing. When they tried to use their mental power, they found they could not sense anything at all!
Just as they hesitated, they heard two muffled groans beside them.
The eighth-level martial artist was shocked. Without thinking, he instinctively drew his sword to block. He was an assassin with countless deadly kills under his belt, and even in this situation, he managed to barely withstand An Jiu’s fierce attack.
Clang! The two forces clashed, locked in a stalemate for a moment, then separated.
In that instant, the eighth-level martial artist saw a pair of cold, dark eyes reflected in the opponent’s shadowy sword light. A chill ran down his spine; it felt as if death itself stood behind him, ready to crush him with a single squeeze.
Emerging from his heightened sense of danger, the eighth-level martial artist immediately retreated.
However, An Jiu’s sword was like a leech and faster than his retreat!
The snow shimmered slightly, reflecting the rain curtain before him. The eighth-level martial artist knew he could not escape. With a determined heart, he gripped his sword with one hand to parry and grabbed the signal flare at his waist with the other.
An Jiu swung her umbrella sharply, and sharp blades sprang from its ribs, slicing through the rain.
The eighth-level martial artist felt a gust of wind; he could not see what it was, but guessed it was not something he could defeat with a single sword strike, so he hastily retreated.
Just when the thing opposite him slowed down and was no longer able to catch him, a sudden chill ran down his back. A sharp blade pierced his chest, and something cold and wet appeared on his neck. The eighth-level martial artist heard a chilling cracking sound from his neck before realizing it was a hand!
With his last bit of consciousness and strength, he made one last move—pulling the plug from the signal flare.
With a piercing shriek, a bright orb of light grazed the eighth-level martial artist’s body and shot into the sky, instantly charring half of his body. The orb exploded above the forest, bursting into a crimson display.





