Chapter 011 | Fight For Life

How was Fang Chen willing to go to save Mo Yan's life?

The question was simple, yet tricky.

"I will give my all to save his life, but I would also want to keep living." Fang Chen answered.

There was a time to dilly dally into thinking too much, but he still wanted to reply in the gray area.

If he was completely honest or if he lied that he would give his own life for Mo Yan, that could easily backfire.

"So you're willing to give everything but your life?" The voice replied, "That doesn't balance anything. You're not someone worth putting effort into. A life can only be equaled by another life."

Fang Chen frowned.

"Senior, I do not agree with that. Two lives cannot be equal, their weight is defined by how much importance they hold in other people's heart interests."

The voice chuckled, "Well, that's a good analogy but if we go with this, wouldn't your life be worthless because you're not even worth an ant in my eyes."

"..."

"So continue, I don't think I see myself interfering."

As soon as the voice turned silent, the assassin suddenly coughed.

-cough!

Although Fang Chen couldn't see his face, he could notice the sudden change in the assassin's posture.

"You old fart!" The assassin gritted his teeth while adding, "I will come after you once I finish these two."

Fang Chen frowned and turned to his side.

Suddenly, he noticed one more thing - the Night Wolf had disappeared.

He immediately looked around to see where the wolf was or if it was hiding to ambush him, but he couldn't find any signs of the latter.

It was as if the Night Wolf was taken back by the assassin.

Then, as he glanced at the assassin, who was still disoriented for some reason, an idea flashed in Fang Chen's head.

He took out the knife and then aiming at the assassin in front of him, he threw it.

-siu!

The knife was very fast but before it could strike the assassin, the latter suddenly moved and ducked his head.

The knife went above his body, barely touching him.

Fang Chen cursed his luck.

Since he couldn't move because of his paralysed leg, and couldn't properly use his attacks, Fang Chen already had very limited options and aiming the knife at the assassin could have been the biggest turnaround in this situation.

Unfortunately, the assassin was still unscathed.

He stared at Fang Chen for a moment before saying, "You're lucky that the old man had suppressed me and my contracted beast, or you wouldn't even be alive for so long. But your luck has run out kid, even though they wanted me to keep you alive, I don't think they would mind it if I brought your corpse instead."

As soon as he finished saying that, the assassin moved and instantly appeared in front of Fang Chen.

Fang Chen tried to step back but he was too slow.

At that moment, the assassin had already slashed his sword and was going to decapitate Fang Chen.

Just then-

-Siu!~

An arrow went right past both of them, halting them in their movement.

It had come from behind the assassins.

The assassin kicked Fang Chen away and glanced back.

Fang Chen, too, looked in the direction of the arrow, hoping to see if there was any help.

But to his surprise, it was Mo Yan. And the arrow was actually the same one from which Fang Chen had killed one of the assassins earlier.

He was heavily injured but he had somehow gotten his hands on an arrow and had thrown it at the assassin when the latter was about to kill Fang Chen.

"Heh," The assassin smirked, "I knew something was wrong when you didn't try to attack me even though I was close. So you had something up your sleeve as the last ditch."

Mo Yan gritted his teeth.

The wounds on his body were too deep and he had already bled a lot.

If Mo Yan wasn't treated on time, it was only a matter of time before he died.

The assassin was also aware of this and that was why he had disregarded Mo Yan, and had come after Fang Chen.

But this had led to Mo Yan taking action. And now that the arrow had missed the target, Mo Yan had no other way to defend himself.

Even the sword he had was in Fang Chen's hands.

The assassin glanced back at Fang Chen and seeing him getting up, he then glanced back at Mo Yan, "You should have waited for your turn."

Saying this, the assassin suddenly flapped his hands and instantly, a dark creature jumped out of his hand and landed right in front of Mo Yan.

It was the Night Wolf.

"Your breakfast." The assassin said to the contracted beast and turned around towards Fang Chen.

But as soon as he turned around, Fang Chen appeared right in front him.

Before the assassin could react, Fang Chen slash and stabbed his sword at the assassin's neck.

-prrtt!!!

The assassin moved but couldn't fully avoid the strike. Although the sword missed his neck, it got lodged on his shoulder.

Fang Chen then used his active hand to steal a knife on the assassin's robes before the latter could balance himself.

Without leaving any chance, Fang Chen attacked, this time targeting the latter's neck once again.

But before he could send the knife deep, Fang Chen suddenly fell as he collided with a ball and in the next moment, he was thrown backwards.

Disoriented, he tried to see what had happened, only to find the wolf standing in front of him, showcasing its canines.

-Grrrrr!!!

Fang Chen gulped.

The Night Wolf had come to the assassin's rescue as soon as it felt the latter's life was in danger.

As the wolf growled at him, he suddenly saw Mo Yan staring at him behind the wolf.

Both of their eyes met for a moment and then nodded at each other.

It was at this moment they both knew that whatever happens, they won't die here.

With this thought, Fang Chen crouched once again.

He was going to repeat exactly what he did a few moments ago.

It wasn't magic that he suddenly appeared in front of the assassin.

Rather, because Fang Chen's leg was paralysed, he found it hard to stand back up, so he thought of a different plan.

And thus, crouching himself, he concentrated all his strength on his active hand and then pushed himself up.

The thrust was enough for him to jump across a few meters and appear right in front of the assassin.

Fang Chen was going to repeat the same, but at the wolf.

And Mo Yan was going to be a distraction.

The Night Wolf had also sensed Mo Yan's presence and thus it was standing right above the injured assassin, protecting the latter from both of them.

Mo Yan suddenly stepped back.

After a few more steps, he crouched down.

Fang Chen nodded at this. He knew what Mo Yan was going for.

The knife.

The one which he had thrown at the assassin earlier but had missed the mark.

"Young Master, how do you think wolf meat tastes?" Mo Yan suddenly smiled.

Fang Chen chuckled at this, "I don't know, but I am curious. Let's get the answer today."

As soon as Fang Chen finished his sentence, Mo Yan ran forward, ignoring all the wounds.

The Night Wolf growled at him, but didn't go forward because it was prioritizing it's injured master.

Behind the wolf, Fang Chen jumped right at this moment.

Just when Mo Yan was about to reach the wolf, the latter suddenly felt something hit its shoulder.

Fang Chen had landed right on the wolf's neck.

The wolf turned its head at its back, and at this moment, Mo Yan skid on the surface and reached the assassin.

The wolf on the other hand, was enraged upon seeing Fang Chen and instantly it tried to chomp him but Fang Chen held on to its fur with all his remaining strength.

Below him, Mo Yan was about to kill the assassin for good but before he could even get into the range, the assassin rolled and got out of the spot.

The wolf, which now had sensed that Fang Chen was the real bait instead of Mo Yan, looked down and as soon as it saw Mo Yan, its anger reached whole another level.

But this distraction of the wolf was enough for Fang Chen.

He clenched his fist and with all the strength he could gather, he jumped right on the wolf's nape.

The wolf stumbled and lost balance.

This chance was enough for Mo Yan to get out of the wolf's range.

And as he got out, Mo Yan also took the sword which Fang Chen had lost after being slapped away by the wolf.

Without hesitation, Mo Yan threw the sword at Fang Chen, who caught it without a hitch.

As soon as Fang Chen gripped the sword, he held it vertically downwards and with all his strength, he stabbed the wolf through its nape.

Mo Yan on the other hand, ran towards the assassin.

But as soon as he reached, the assassin suddenly jumped and kicked his face.

Mo Yan was thrown back a few steps to the side, but didn't fall.

"You pesky little ants," The assassin gritted his teeth, "I have been going too easy on you."

Then, the assassin moved and instantly appeared in front of Mo Yan.

This time however, there was no one to save the day.

The assassin kicked Mo Yan and then gripping his sword, he jumped to slash at the latter.

The force from the kick was so powerful that Mo Yan had lost his consciousness and now, the assassin was coming to finish the job.

But just as he was about to cut Mo Yan into half, Fang Chen appeared in front of him and blocked the incoming attack with his sword.

Fang Chen was hoping to hold back the assassin until Mo Yan recovered a bit and then, both of them would take down the assassin.

Alas, he was asking for too much.

And he had underestimated the power difference between them and the assassin.

As soon as the sword's clashed, Fang Chen suddenly felt a jolt throughout his body and was thrown back just from the impact.

Just when Fang Chen was pushed back, the assassin suddenly coughed and covered his mouth.

-cough!

Then glancing to the side, he was the disappearing corpse of the Night Wolf.

"You bastard…"

His eyes turned red from rage as he saw the sight.

"How could… How could a pesky ant like him kill my beast?"

The grip around his sword was so tight that it was almost crushing the sword handle.

"I will cut you into a thousand pieces."

The assassin jumped, ready to slash Fang Chen into two parts.

Fang Chen, who saw this coming, tried to roll to the side.

But at this moment, his face paled and despair clutched his heart because his hand was still paralysed and was right below the incoming sword strike.

-slash!

The assassin's sword sliced right through his paralysed arm.

The first thing Fang Chen felt was as if he suddenly got released from a tight hold and his body was able to move.

Without hesitation, he moved and instantly decapitated the assassin.

But as soon as he did, he suddenly saw something lying on the ground.

It was an arm.

His arm, to be more specific.

"What…"

He couldn't even finish his thoughts before he lost his consciousness as intense pain overflooded his thoughts.

...

AN: Please support this novel with your power stones and leave a reviews. :)

This was the end of volume 1.

Chinese character (traditional/ simplified)

Pīnyīn (Mandarin pronunciation)

Meaning

一

yī

one

二

èr

two

三

sān

three

大