Ning Beichen threw a punch, which landed with a bang. It felt like hitting a piece of sharp steel, causing his fist to bleed instantly and leaving several wounds.
The Dark Knight, catching the scent of blood, opened its mouth and licked its lips. It attacked Ning Beichen with even greater speed.
The Dark Knight's strength was far beyond that of Ryan, the Golden Knight, and certainly not comparable to those useless Silver Knights. Even a Silver Knight, after drinking holy water, would only have strength comparable to the Dark Knight's current ordinary abilities.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the darkness, sparks appeared, followed by a deafening roar.
The wall, which had only recently been repaired, now had another large hole.
Ning Beichen climbed out from the pile of rubble. He saw several bloody wounds on his clothes, with blood still flowing out.
"Very good, it's been a long time since anyone injured me. You... are starting to excite me!"
Ning Beichen stood up, casually dusting off his clothes. He then strode towards the Dark Knight outside, leaving behind a trail of blood droplets on the ground.
The Dark Knight wore a mask, so its expression was unknown. However, upon seeing Ning Beichen approach, it attacked him again. It was evident that this time, the Dark Knight had become much more cautious.
But Ning Beichen seemed like a different person this time. He reached out a hand and effortlessly grabbed the Dark Knight's claw.
Then, Ning Beichen twisted it savagely.
With a *crack*.
Ning Beichen forcefully tore off the Dark Knight's arm. Blood sprayed from its shoulder like a fountain, as if a water pipe had burst.
Yet, the Dark Knight showed no sign of pain, as if Ning Beichen hadn't just ripped off its arm.
Seeing this, its other claw continued to swipe towards Ning Beichen's heart.
Another *crack*. The Dark Knight's other arm was also broken.
Ning Beichen exuded a powerful aura, continuing to advance on the Dark Knight step by step.
Although Ning Beichen didn't show any surprise, he was cursing inwardly.
These Dark Knights were indeed undead monsters living in the darkness, completely devoid of pain. Such beings existed purely for slaughter, tragic figures cultivated by the Holy Hall. They couldn't even be called humans; "monsters" was a more fitting description.
Bang! Bang!
Ning Beichen leaped into the air and kicked the Dark Knight twice, sending it flying more than ten meters away. The immense sound was like breaking stone pillars.
Ning Beichen was certain that those two kicks had snapped the Dark Knight's spine.
Just then, several thunderclaps sounded in the sky. Within a minute, it began to rain heavily, accompanied by flashes of lightning in the distance.
The commotion below also startled Liu Yilin. She peered out from behind a window, trembling, watching the situation outside, afraid to make a sound or turn on a light.
Especially when she saw Ning Beichen being sent flying by the strange man, her fingers clutched the curtains tightly, her face pale with tension.
But later, when she saw the strange man being kicked away by Ning Beichen, she was so excited she almost wanted to applaud.
She had completely forgotten that not long ago, she had been cursing Ning Beichen as a despicable scoundrel in her room for trying to take advantage of her while she slept.
Rumble!
A flash of white light illuminated the sky. The heavy rain intensified, and soon water began to accumulate on the ground.
Ning Beichen walked forward through the splashing water, intending to see if the Dark Knight was dead.
However, as he neared the gap in the wall, a dark shadow suddenly shot towards him like a cannonball from outside.
Caught off guard, Ning Beichen was knocked back. But he didn't fall. Instead, he stomped his feet twice on the ground, kicking up a lot of water.
After sliding back six or seven steps, Ning Beichen stomped his right foot.
With a *boom*.
The water beneath his feet exploded, shooting up seven or eight meters high, dripping down onto him.
The Dark Knight, which Ning Beichen had previously crippled, reappeared before him. Its two severed arms had actually grown back, much to Ning Beichen's surprise.
He knew the Holy Hall had Dark Knights, but this was his first time fighting one, so he wasn't very familiar with their strength.
Regenerating severed limbs, unaffected by injuries – was this even human?
Ning Beichen frowned, looking at the Dark Knight. It seemed the only way to kill it was to rip off its head.
Without a head, no matter how miraculous, the Dark Knight couldn't regenerate.
However, the regenerated Dark Knight suddenly became much more formidable. Its speed was faster than a cat's. Before Ning Beichen could even see clearly, the Dark Knight was in front of him, holding a black sword and thrusting it towards his face.
Ning Beichen quickly slid backward. The Dark Knight's sword was less than ten centimeters away from him.
At this moment, if the Dark Knight merely extended its sword forward, Ning Beichen would be struck.
Liu Yilin, hiding on the second floor, saw this scene from the window. She became anxious and couldn't help but cry out.
"Ning Beichen, be careful!"
"Don't worry, boss. He can't kill me," Ning Beichen replied. He then looked at the Dark Knight and said domineeringly, "Kid, the game is over."
Before the Dark Knight could comprehend Ning Beichen's words,
Ning Beichen seemed to defy gravity. His feet alternated, and he began to float upwards into the air.
"Zong Yun Ti!"
If anyone familiar with the martial arts of the ancient Eastern Kingdom saw this, they would surely exclaim in shock.
This was an advanced Qinggong, a high-level martial art that existed only on television screens or in martial arts novels.
The Dark Knight's sword strike missed. Ning Beichen had already landed on its head, clamping its head between his feet. He spun his body 360 degrees in the air.
With a *crack*.
The Dark Knight's head was twisted off by Ning Beichen's feet.
But Ning Beichen, worried that the Dark Knight might still be able to revive, landed and grabbed the long sword in its hand. He then plunged it into the Dark Knight's chest.
The black long sword pierced straight through the Dark Knight's heart, pinning it firmly to the ground. If the Dark Knight could still revive after this, Ning Beichen would simply accept it.