KOF: Rise of the King of Fighters

Yan Yue leaped forward, darting through the assassins with effortless ease.

Yan Yue used an assassination technique.

[Fake Moonlight Saw]

[Pseudo-Crossblade]!

The energy of the blade collided with the assassin's weapon, generating intense sparks.

Despite their large numbers, the assassins were unable to harm Yan Yue in the slightest. Instead, after Yan Yue figured out the assassins' attack patterns, she began to change her offensive.

However, these assassins gradually changed their tactics, intertwining their chains to form iron nets that enveloped Yan Yue.

Yan Yue gave a cold laugh.

Yan Yue remained calm and composed, raising her hands slightly, her spiritual energy gathering in her palms like flowing water.

[Water Flowing Rock Crushing Fist - Vibration]!

Yan Yue slammed her hand directly at the huge iron net in front of her.

There was a loud "bang!"

In an instant, the seemingly indestructible iron chain net shattered under this attack.

The intense vibrations were transmitted through the chains to the hands of the assassins. In an instant, they felt a tingling sensation in their palms, as if countless steel needles were piercing them at the same time, causing unbearable pain.

The chains that were tightly held in their hands were also released in an instant due to the powerful impact, scattering all over the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Yan Yue moved swiftly towards the group of assassins, her figure blurring into a blur.

Before anyone could react, a dagger appeared in Yan Yue's hand.

"Pfft!" Accompanied by a muffled sound, a flash of cold light streaked across the sky.

Before one of the assassins could even utter a scream, Yan Yue's dagger had pierced his vitals with pinpoint accuracy. Blood gushed out instantly, splattering onto the ground.

The assassin fell silently to the ground in the blink of an eye, becoming the first victim of this battle.

Seeing this, the assassins dared not delay and continued their attack on Yan Yue.

Yan Yue remained unfazed, angrily growling, "With skills like yours, no matter how many come, it's all the same..."

As he spoke, Yan Yue slammed his hand on the ground.

[Spiritual Energy Vibration]!

"Boom!" The Nen energy instantly spread out in a ring shape to the assassin's feet.

Then, Yan Yue instantly flashed in front of the two assassins again and swung her dagger toward their necks.

……

An hour later, another group of assassins rushed to the scene. When they saw the horrific sight before them, they all gasped in horror.

The cold moonlight spilled like water into the woods, and by its faint light, they were horrified to see the corpses of more than a dozen assassins lying haphazardly in the woods.

These assassins all died tragically, with blood gushing from their numerous wounds, quickly staining a large area of ​​the surrounding land red.

The air was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood, making people want to vomit.

For a moment, an indescribable fear rose in the hearts of all the assassins present.

Just then, a soft footstep came from a shadowy corner not far away.

Upon hearing the sound, the assassins immediately became alert and turned their gazes in that direction.

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows and walked towards them.

Yan Yue remained expressionless, her eyes as cold as ice, her entire body radiating murderous intent, which momentarily overwhelmed the assassins.

Yan Yue slightly raised her head, gave him a cold look, and then replied calmly, "You will all die."

Super Special Move: Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist - Combo!

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yue's eyes turned icy cold, and then she flashed forward, lunging at the other assassins.

……

The moonlight, like water, filtered through layers of leaves, scattering on the ground like fine silver sand.

The entire forest was shrouded in a thick layer of blood mist.

At this moment, Yan Yue looked like a demon returning from hell. His clean and tidy body was now stained red with blood, and he was squatting down, panting heavily.

As Yan Yue watched the last assassin fall to the ground, the bloody battle finally came to an end.

After completing all this, Yan Yue dared not stop for a moment and rushed anxiously towards the bushes not far away.

At this moment, Xiaolong's face was ashen, devoid of any color; his eyes were empty and lifeless; his breathing was weak, and even speaking was extremely difficult.

Even so, Xiaolong woke up from his coma and regained some consciousness.

Yan Yue hurriedly crouched down, anxiously calling out, "Xiao Long! Xiao Long!..."

Hearing Yan Yue's call, Xiao Long's lips moved slightly, emitting an extremely faint sound. "Don't... come near me..."

"Silly girl, what are you saying? I am Yan Yue..."

Yan Yue didn't have time to think much. Without hesitation, she reached out her hands to gently lift Xiao Long, who was lying on the ground, and check her injuries.

However, the moment Yan Yue's fingers touched Xiao Long's body, Xiao Long's delicate body trembled violently, as if she had been greatly frightened. She quickly and frantically turned over.

"?!"

This sudden turn of events left Yan Yue stunned and somewhat bewildered.

Yan Yue frowned and said with concern, "You're injured, don't move around!"

As she spoke, Yan Yue reached out to Xiao Long again, trying to comfort the girl who was too frightened.

But to everyone's surprise, when Xiaolong saw Yan Yue approaching her, the look of terror on her face intensified. She was so frightened that she let out a hoarse scream, completely ignoring the waves of pain emanating from her body, and desperately retreated backward.

Upon seeing this, Yan Yue hurriedly shouted, "Hey! Stop moving around! Your wound has reopened!"

Despite the excruciating pain in Xiaolong's body from the series of violent movements, she still managed to squeeze out a few words from her dry throat:

"Yan Yue... don't come any closer... she's poisonous..."

Xiaolong was fully aware that the poison within his body was far more potent than he could have imagined. If Yanyue were to come into contact with it by accident, the pain would be worse than death for her.

"poisonous?"

Upon hearing this word, Yan Yue suddenly recalled the information she had gathered earlier:

"The Heavenly Demoness is covered in deadly poison; anyone who touches her will die."

So Yan Yue quickly reassured her in a gentle and anxious voice, "Okay, okay, please don't move... I won't touch you..."

As Yan Yue spoke, she carefully backed away.

However, at that moment, Yan Yue suddenly came to her senses, and the scene of her tightly embracing Xiao Long when he was unconscious flashed through her mind.

Yan Yue stared at Xiao Long with a puzzled look in her eyes, muttering to herself, "This is not right. I hugged you an hour ago."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolong's face turned deathly pale, as if she had suffered a heavy blow. A cloud of despair enveloped her face, and tears streamed down her cheeks like a burst dam.

"How could you do this... Waaah... You'll die..." Xiaolong sobbed uncontrollably, his voice trembling so much it was almost inaudible.

Faced with Xiaolong's out-of-control behavior, Yan Yue was at a loss. She quickly and softly comforted him, "Oh, don't cry, don't cry..."

After a brief pause, Yan Yue seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly began to explain:

"Perhaps it's because I've never been sick, so my body has an extraordinary resistance to toxins!"

Back then, even the highly poisonous smoke released by Rugal couldn't affect me in the slightest.

After speaking, Yan Yue stepped forward and gently embraced Xiao Long. He softly stroked Xiao Long's head, feeling that familiar touch; his hair was still so soft and smooth.

"It's alright now, Xiaolong..."

However, at this moment, Xiaolong was already deeply immersed in fear and sorrow and could not extricate himself.

She seemed to have completely forgotten how to resist, and just kept crying and sobbing in Yan Yue's arms.

After a long while, Xiaolong's tears finally stopped.

At this moment, she slowly raised her head and was surprised to realize that she had been nestled in Yan Yue's warm embrace all along.

At first, Xiaolong was somewhat dazed, seemingly unable to believe what was happening before her eyes. However, when she truly felt Yanyue's steady and strong heartbeat, she finally snapped out of her daze.

Yan Yue appeared to be unharmed; he had not been poisoned at all.

Xiaolong was utterly astonished. She knew that the toxin within her body was feared even within the Flying Thieves Sect; she herself was terrified of it.

But now, Yan Yue was able to resist the poison so easily, which she found hard to believe.

For a moment, Xiaolong stood there dumbfounded, his gaze fixed on Yan Yue's handsome and gentle face.

She scrutinized him closely, trying to confirm whether the person before her was indeed Yan Yue, whom she had known for a long time.

Only after taking in every detail of Yan Yue's face did she finally become certain that the person standing in front of her was indeed Yan Yue herself.

"You...you really are Yan Yue?" Xiao Long's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of doubt and uncertainty.

"What? You don't recognize my face after six years?" Yan Yue smiled slightly and replied gently.

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaolong seemed to suddenly come to his senses and abruptly broke free from Yanyue's embrace.

But in just a moment, she disregarded her injuries and threw herself into Yan Yue's arms again, bursting into tears once more.

"what?"

This has left Yan Yue completely bewildered.

He had thought Xiaolong had calmed down, but he never expected her to lose control of her emotions again without warning.

However, Yan Yue did not push Xiao Long away, but continued to gently stroke her head, trying to give her more comfort in this way.