Thump...

Lin Chuan leaped off the wall, using the enormous force of the wall to rebound back instantaneously. After landing, he rolled on the spot and quickly dived into a nearby bush. In Changlin Factory, trees provided abundant shade, and there were many bushes. These trees and plants had been left untended all year round, so they were now overgrown.

Lin Chuan held his breath and focused, hiding among the foliage, carefully surveying his surroundings.

The opponent had launched several attacks at him in succession, but Lin Chuan was clueless as to where the attacker was hiding. This made Lin Chuan feel somewhat panicked. The assailant seemed to be able to appear and disappear at will, launching attacks from different positions each time.

Lin Chuan held his breath, carefully parted the branches and leaves, and peered out from inside.

It was quiet outside; it seemed the opponent had also suddenly lost track of Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan was unable to find any trace of the adversary. Both parties restrained themselves, neither moving an inch. Lin Chuan carefully exhaled a turbid breath.

Just as Lin Chuan felt puzzled and astonished, suddenly, a shadow emerged from the darkness. The shadow was quite eerie – it was semi-transparent. The figure was slender, probably just over 1.6 meters tall, but when it emerged from the darkness, the body was semi-transparent, which added to Lin Chuan's puzzlement and shock.

"Ninja!" Suddenly, a wild thought emerged in Lin Chuan's mind.

Japanese ninja.

Ninja is a special occupation unique to Japan, simply put, it refers to special combat assassins and spies produced by ancient Japan through special "Ninjutsu training" by special organizations. They present as part of an "organizational faction" structure. Similar to "spies". Like Cai Jinjiang's ninja and others.

The formal designation was established during the Edo Period when ninjas received Ninjutsu training, mainly engaged in espionage activities. Like the Samurai Path followed by Japanese samurais, ninjas adhere to their own set of specialized norms which they proudly uphold. Ninjas usually wear deep blue or dark purple clothing because such colors, close to the color of the night sky, make it hard for others to spot them.

Lin Chuan's first encounter with a ninja was a few years ago; at that time, Lin Chuan didn't quite believe in things like monsters and spirits. However, since that encounter, Lin Chuan finally believed that such entities did exist in the world. For example, ninjas.

Ninjas are considered a secret sect of Japan; they are trained and learn Ninjutsu to enhance their speed and even the ability to conceal their tracks. To become a ninja, talent is necessary – mere effort is not enough. There aren't many ninjas in Japan, and many who claim to be ninjas actually do not possess true ninjutsu. It is said that to join the ranks of the ninjas, one must undergo assessments and be recognized by one of the ninja sects.

That time in Japan, the target Lin Chuan was assassinating was protected by a ninja. However, that ninja was a low-level ninja. Even as a low-level ninja, their strength was absolutely formidable. Their speed and Invisibility Technique were a revelation to Lin Chuan about the world's Divine Artifacts and its oddities.

Unexpectedly, several years later in China, Lin Chuan encountered a ninja again.

From the way the other party had moved, it was clear that they were indeed a low-level ninja.

Last time, Lin Chuan did not defeat the low-level ninja but still successfully completed the mission. This time, Lin Chuan vowed in his heart that he would defeat this low-level ninja.

Lin Chuan carefully slid a dagger from his sleeve into his mouth.

The opponent was clearly underestimating him; Lin Chuan was determined to teach them a harsh lesson and make them understand his prowess.

Lin Chuan stealthily lurked in the bushes. The opponent's figure gradually shifted from being transparent to solid. Although Lin Chuan didn't know what the opponent did to become invisible, he was almost certain that even if the opponent turned invisible, their body would not undergo any change. Because anything in this world has a physical and tangible existence. It is impossible for any object, method, or Spell to make something vanish into thin air.

Ninjutsu works the same way; the training of Invisibility Technique simply means to conceal oneself from the view of others – in other words, a form of blinding one's sight. However, this very technique, combined with the opponent's extremely fast movement speed, turns into the most practical Ninjutsu among ninjas.

The adversary wore black clothes, a Japanese sword on their back, and ropes tied around their legs, like the black fishnet stockings of a bewitching woman. Their face was covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes searching for Lin Chuan's whereabouts.

As the enemy approached closer, Lin Chuan's right hand held a dagger, thin as a cicada's wings, ready to be thrown at any moment.

As they came within just a few steps of Lin Chuan, his arm erupted with power. He raised his hand, and from his wrist, a great force was unleashed, hurling the dagger out like a streak of light.

Crack!

The opponent reacted quickly, managing to dodge Lin Chuan's sneak attack at such a close range. This was true skill; although the opponent's dodge was quite strained and their posture looked ungainly, their life was saved.

As the adversary twisted to dodge, Lin Chuan seized the opportunity to rush out. He knew this was the best moment to deal with the opponent, who had yet to recover from that contorted position. Lin Chuan was fast.

A look of disbelief flashed in the enemy's eyes.

Bang!

In that instant, Lin Chuan's foot fiercely struck the opponent's chest. The relatively light body was kicked away by Lin Chuan as if a cannonball, flying through the air and quickly tumbling into the foliage.

Whoosh!

Lin Chuan didn't give up his attack; he dashed towards the enemy, quickly removing the dagger from his mouth. He intended to use the dagger in his hand to claim the enemy's life. However, it was only when Lin Chuan charged into the green belt that he discovered the opponent had vanished without a trace.

Lin Chuan was completely dumbfounded.

Bang!

Suddenly, a force ambushed him from behind, and a kick landed on Lin Chuan's back. Staggering, he fell to the ground instantly. Upon landing, Lin Chuan couldn't afford to be dazed; he dared not linger as the enemy was a powerful ninja—one misstep could cost him his life. Lin Chuan quickly dashed out.

Crack crack crack!

Countless boomerangs ruthlessly struck where Lin Chuan had just been standing. Those boomerangs disappeared in the blink of an eye, having all buried themselves into the soil, leaving not even a shadow behind. The sight nearly scared Lin Chuan out of his wits.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Again, countless boomerangs stormed towards Lin Chuan's position. What's more eerie was that there was no sight of the enemy—they were completely invisible. Lin Chuan swiftly ran towards the direction of the old locust tree. At this moment, perhaps only the old locust tree could offer him any protection. The tree was massive and its branches were lush, providing significant cover for his movements.

With an extremely bizarre speed, Lin Chuan rushed to the side of the old locust tree, quickly hiding behind one of its root stems.

Darkness enveloped everything around, a darkness so deep it felt terrifying. You couldn't see your hand in front of your face, let alone the ninja's whereabouts.

Lin Chuan was extremely cautious, his eyes scanning like a pair of radars.

Suddenly, Lin Chuan felt a cold breeze sweep over his head. He kicked his legs and flipped backward rapidly, hands bracing against the ground to spring away.

Bang bang!

Several thunderous noises rang out—the enemy had dropped a few palm grenades.

These grenades exploded under the tree roots, instantly unleashing a cloud of white smoke, from which countless metal fragments scattered, hitting the tree trunk.

Lin Chuan inhaled sharply, thankful for his quick escape. Otherwise, he would have been blown to smithereens by the dense barrage of nails and metal shards. After landing, Lin Chuan knelt on one knee on the ground, the dagger back in his mouth, and he looked up towards the tree—the enemy had already become semi-transparent.

"Fuck, die!" Lin Chuan roared.

He had been on the defensive all this time, narrowly escaping death on several occasions. There was no way Lin Chuan could swallow this humiliation. Enraged, he charged furiously at the enemy, fists clenched, ready to smash into the opponent's head at any moment.

The enemy revealed a scornful smile in their eyes.

In the enemy's view, they were a mysterious ninja, and Lin Chuan was just an ordinary human being. At best, a formidable ordinary human being. However, to a ninja's eyes, such "ordinary people" were nothing more than chickens, as easy to kill as turning one's hand.

As Lin Chuan rushed forward, a boomerang suddenly appeared in the ninja's hand.

"It's over," he said.

Whoosh...

The boomerang was swiftly flung towards Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan looked up, seeing the boomerang headed straight for him. He quickly changed his attack route, but the boomerang was like a mini heat-seeking missile—it also altered its course, stabbing rapidly towards him.

Smack!

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and charged head-on. He looked up, the boomerang colliding with the dagger in his mouth. The boomerang immediately fell to the ground, while Lin Chuan felt a surge of pain. At the moment of impact, Lin Chuan felt as if his teeth were about to fall out.

The ninja was shocked; he hadn't expected Lin Chuan to catch his boomerang. This was beyond his imagination. He took a deep breath, retreating several steps in succession.

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