Chapter 253 - Chapter 253: Chapter 184 Is this the combat power a web novel writer can have? (Please subscribe)_2 (2/2)

The footsteps grew closer and closer.

Until the three of them stepped into the tomb chamber.

Whoosh!

Two strong beams of light shone on them, forcing the three burly white men to squint immediately.

At that moment, Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi turned into shadows, striking at the same time.

Lin Chuan was incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning, with a threaded steel pipe in hand, targeting the head of the man to the right.

The lurking assassin struck with deadly accuracy.

In his urgency, the burly man turned his head, but Lin Chuan’s speed was so great that, by the time the man realized, the steel pipe had already hit his head.

Bang!

Instantly, stars exploded in the Caucasian man’s vision, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

Lin Chuan didn’t stop after his successful strike but instead turned smoothly, delivering a high side kick right to his left cheek.

Thud—

The man fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Qin Sisi’s situation, however, was less than ideal.

Being a woman and despite regularly practicing with Shen Qianqian, she was much weaker in strength and speed compared to the muscular Caucasian men.

The burly man reacted in time, blocking her first strike with his hand.

Qin Sisi was about to strike again, but the big man pressed forward, using his size and strength to force her to keep retreating.

The other burly man took the opportunity to attack Qin Sisi, planning to take her down first, then outnumber the others.

Lin Chuan quickly stepped in front of Qin Sisi, a side kick striking the man’s abdomen: “Sisi, you look after Zhong Xunfeng and the others, I’ll handle these two.”

Without waiting for Qin Sisi to respond, Lin Chuan charged at the two men.

Lin Chuan didn’t have much time to think; he grasped the steel pipe a quarter of the way down, wielding it like a club. He powered the swing from his waist to his arms, and the steel pipe swung fiercely.

Bang!

The man on the left raised his arm to resist the blow of the steel pipe and turned, his heavy elbow dropping fiercely.

The other man on the right threw a sudden punch.

The attacks from both sides left Lin Chuan with very little room to dodge.

These two men were far stronger than the ten Little Karamis from the fraud gang.

Lin Chuan’s mind was alert; he ducked his head and swiftly turned sideways, forming a fist with his hand, and hammered down on the back of the left man.

The man had just tried to drop his elbow and missed.

Struck from behind by Lin Chuan’s elbow, he lost his balance and tumbled face-first to the ground.

Lin Chuan struck again, his steel pipe descending toward the fallen man.

Meanwhile, the other man tried to rush at Lin Chuan to prevent the fatal blow, but he underestimated both Lin Chuan’s resolve and his ruthlessness.

Lin Chuan took the punch without flinching.

But the steel pipe in Lin Chuan’s hand landed on the back of the big man’s head.

Bang!

Martial arts is a killing skill!

Lin Chuan controlled his power perfectly, knocking the man unconscious and stripping him of his ability to fight.

With two against one, and still at a disadvantage.

How could the remaining man be a match for Lin Chuan?

Lin Chuan’s eyes blazed like fire as he stared at the last standing Caucasian man. With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he struck again.

Off to the side.

Qin Sisi and Zhong Xunfeng were stunned.

Both were trained fighters.

Especially Zhong Xunfeng, whose father was Zhong Chengming — he had rigorous expectations for his son’s combat fighting from a young age.

Yet when faced with several burly men, he struggled significantly, forced into retreat at every turn.

But Lin Chuan in front of them was ferocious in his assault, resembling an unstoppable war god, and the three powerful white men, whether in strength, speed, or skill, were simply no match for him.

Zhong Xunfeng asked in a daze, “What… what exactly does Lin Chuan do for a living?”

Qin Sisi’s pupils shook, and she swallowed nervously: “He said his main job is as a web novel writer.”

“A web novel writer?” Zhong Xunfeng’s mouth twisted, “Is this the kind of fighting power a web novel writer should have?”