Chen Jinzhao indeed guessed correctly.
The woman's serial number ranked sixth, implying she was among the more powerful individuals in this organization.
"Send your Number One over, otherwise, all this effort is in vain," Chen Jinzhao stated.
Number Six smirked contemptuously. "It seems you know quite a bit about our Divine Kingdom organization, even knowing of Number One's existence. Number One is the leader of us all, and dealing with you doesn't require his presence. I alone am sufficient."
Chen Jinzhao sighed softly.
He then asked, "I wish to know, is my cousin still alive?"
Number Six's mockery intensified. She tilted her head, appraising Chen Jinzhao. "I think you'd better consider your own predicament first. Unless you defeat me, I won't tell you anything about her life, death, or whereabouts."
Chen Jinzhao nodded.
He held the three-edged刺 horizontally before him, examining it. A thin layer of mist washed away the moisture from the blade, restoring its pristine shine.
Upon seeing the Tai Sui, Number Six's eyes lit up. "Indeed, it's a fine blade. No wonder you were able to wreak havoc with its assistance. I should have attacked you alongside Ji Bo'an earlier, but alas, I trusted you too much."
Sensing the situation was turning for the worse, Ji Bo'an intended to flee once the two began fighting.
If he could seek reinforcements from the Divine Kingdom organization, that would be ideal.
At the very least, he needed to preserve his own life.
He hadn't expected that his petty scheming had already been detected by Chen Jinzhao. As Ji Bo'an took his first step, Chen Jinzhao kicked a steel pipe that had fallen near his feet into the air, then followed up with another kick.
Ji Bo'an felt an immense sense of danger. He looked up and saw the steel pipe flying towards him like a projectile.
At this moment.
Ji Bo'an's entire body stiffened, rendering him unable to move at all.
He could only watch helplessly as the steel pipe pierced his shoulder, sending his body flying backward!
All of this was beyond Ji Bo'an's wildest imagination.
*Bang!*
Ji Bo'an was impaled against the wall, his feet thirty centimeters off the ground. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.
The steel pipe had not only penetrated Ji Bo'an's shoulder but also the wall behind him, binding them together tightly.
Ji Bo'an's face visibly paled as he felt his life rapidly draining away. Just as he tried to struggle again, Chen Jinzhao spoke with a chilling calm, "Before our fight is decided, I advise you not to make any rash moves."
"Otherwise—"
"You will be killed without mercy!"
Ji Bo'an trembled, realizing Chen Jinzhao was not joking. He thus abandoned his struggles.
Simultaneously, he prayed inwardly that Number Six would emerge victorious.
Chen Jinzhao turned to look at Number Six. "Let's fight."
Number Six snorted. "I don't need your command."
Before she finished speaking.
Number Six lunged forward with a short knife in each hand. The twin blades sliced through the night, appearing instantly near Chen Jinzhao's neck. Her gaze sharpened, and she instantly changed direction, aiming the tips of the knives at his throat.
If she hit, Chen Jinzhao would die on the spot.
*Whoosh!*
As the blades descended, Chen Jinzhao did not dodge.
Number Six was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she quickly noticed something was amiss. The blades met no resistance, meaning she hadn't struck flesh and blood. Looking up again, Number Six's pupils contracted sharply.
What she had stabbed was merely an afterimage of Chen Jinzhao.
Chen Jinzhao had moved so fast that he left a blur in his place, making Number Six mistakenly believe she had succeeded.
The next moment.
A sense of alarm welled up in Number Six, and her expression shifted.
Before she could retract her arms, the Tai Sui had already gashed her arm, and blood began to flow profusely.
"You do possess some skill, but that's all there is to it," Number Six said coldly.
Ignoring the wound on her arm, she reappeared before Chen Jinzhao at maximum speed, forcing him into close-quarters combat. She knew this was her only chance of victory; otherwise, she would be played to death by Chen Jinzhao.
*Clang, clang, clang!*
Three blades clashed under the night sky, intermittently producing crisp sounds and dazzling sparks, adding a chill to the cold night.
Not far away.
Ji Bo'an knew escape was impossible and could only watch the fight pinned to the wall. In less than three minutes, Number Six was already covered in wounds, all inflicted by Chen Jinzhao's Tai Sui.
Conversely, Chen Jinzhao was not faring any better.
Chen Jinzhao had not yet recovered to his peak strength, and his arms bore numerous cuts from Number Six.
Ji Bo'an murmured in shock, "I was too reckless. I greatly underestimated Chen Jinzhao's strength. In his prime, he could have easily killed me. As for this Number Six, she's likely no match for Chen Jinzhao either."
As he muttered to himself, a crisp sound of metal breaking drew his attention back to the two combatants.
"This..."
Ji Bo'an was shocked. Both of Number Six's twin blades had been cleaved by Chen Jinzhao's Tai Sui. With the loss of her weapons, Number Six's combat ability plummeted, further deepening Ji Bo'an's despair, as he believed the defeat was inevitable.
On the field.
Number Six was indeed being pushed back by Chen Jinzhao. Chen Jinzhao had no intention of giving her any quarter, aiming to subdue her as quickly as possible!
"Hoo..."
As Number Six dodged, she said, "Chen Jinzhao, are you sure you want to kill me? If you kill me, no one will know Wu Lingyun's whereabouts."
Chen Jinzhao did not cease his assault.
He raised his hand, grabbed Number Six's attacking fist, and crushed it, eliciting a grimace of pain from her. Chen Jinzhao then said, "You are mistaken. I will spare your life and extract the answer I seek from your mouth."
Number Six's right palm was now crippled, and her combat effectiveness had halved once more.
"Something is wrong with you. Your strength is nowhere near S-Class! It's S+, or even a combat rating beyond S-Class," Number Six gritted out, a hint of fear creeping into her voice.
The Chen Jinzhao before her was far more terrifying than Number One.
He was more like a biological weapon than any of them, these test subjects!
Number Six stared at Chen Jinzhao. Just as he was about to deliver a fatal blow, she suddenly let out a piercing laugh. "Chen Jinzhao, don't be in such a hurry to kill me. Take a moment to feel if your body is still under your control?"
"Do you feel like you're trapped in mud, your limbs heavy and weak?"
Chen Jinzhao stopped, looking at Number Six without speaking.
Number Six sneered, "Stop pretending. Your movements have already betrayed you. You were about to regain your peak strength, but now it's declining again, isn't it? I advise you not to engage in any more intense combat, or you will die even faster."
"I just want to know, how did you do it?" Chen Jinzhao sensed he had been poisoned again but had no idea how Number Six had administered it.
Number Six, of course, would not tell him.
Chen Jinzhao's patience wore thin. Without another word, he closed the distance to Number Six, extending one hand to grasp her throat.
"Hahaha!"
Number Six burst into unrestrained laughter. "Kill me. After all, dragging you down with me means my mission is considered a complete success."
"I have no regrets in this life!"