Further ahead, there appeared three more passages, extending downward.
"Which passage should we take?"
Qin Sisi turned her face toward Lin Chuan, asking for his opinion.
After carefully inspecting, Lin Chuan noticed that none of the passages bore any marks, so he pointed to the passage on the far right, "Let's try our luck. It's possible we might run into Zhong Xunfeng first or encounter tomb robbers first."
"Okay, I'll follow your lead."
Qin Sisi followed Lin Chuan into the passage.
The silence in the right passage was broken only by the sound of Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi's breathing and footsteps as they descended the staircase.
The passage soon ca to an end, opening into a vast tomb chamber.
Suddenly!
In the passage, a dark figure rushed out, wielding a cylindrical object, and swung it down at Lin Chuan who was in front.
Lin Chuan was startled and imdiately dodged to the side.
Just as he was about to counterattack, Qin Sisi, behind him, cried out urgently, "Zhong Xunfeng, he's one of us!"
The light in Qin Sisi's hand illuminated the person in front of them, a man about 1.8 ters tall with a square face and short hair, dressed in a gray archaeologist's uniform.
The uniform still bore several footprints, likely the result of a clash with the tomb robbing gang.
On the ground, having seen photos of Zhong Xunfeng and two others, Qin Sisi recognized Zhong Xunfeng.
"Are you from the Archaeological Team Nine?"
Upon hearing his na called, Zhong Xunfeng instantly retracted his force, looking at two unfamiliar faces and asked.
It was evident that Zhong Xunfeng was already sowhat weak.
At that mont, another mber of the archaeological team erged from the side of the tomb chamber, loosening his grip on the threaded steel pipe he held tightly.
Seeing that the two were unhard, Qin Sisi let out a long sigh of relief, "I'm a new mber of Archaeological Team Nine, Qin Sisi. He's not from the team, his na is Lin Chuan, and he has also co to rescue you."
"Lin Chuan?"
Upon hearing this na, Zhong Xunfeng's gaze imdiately fell on Lin Chuan, giving him a quick once-over.
"Do you know ?"
Lin Chuan asked, puzzled by Zhong Xunfeng's look.
"Elder Zhong often ntioned you to . How could I not recognize you?" Zhong Xunfeng cracked a self-mocking smile.
Lin Chuan also smiled, relieved to see that Zhong Xunfeng was alright.
Rescuing Zhong Xunfeng would fulfill the task entrusted to him by Elder Zhong, and then they could proceed to excavate the ancient tomb, which would also complete the system's assessnt task.
Perfect!
However, there was still a potential crisis at hand.
— The Tomb Robbing gang.
Lin Chuan then looked at Zhong Xunfeng, "Did you encounter the tomb robbing gang?"
Zhong Xunfeng's face changed slightly, nodding, "Yes, there should be seven or eight of them, split into two groups, with clear discipline. One group went tomb robbing, while the other ambushed us. They were ruthless, and we nearly fell into their hands."
"Who are these people, daring to strike fatally against mbers of the National Archaeological Team?" Lin Chuan furrowed his brows.
Zhong Xunfeng swallowed, still shaken, "I fought with them; they're foreigners, brazen and fearless."
"Foreigners?" Lin Chuan was taken aback.
"Yes."
Zhong Xunfeng nodded, "I just mistook you for one of them, so I took the initiative to strike first."
Lin Chuan had a asure of the situation in his mind and was about to speak when he heard soft, rapid footsteps coming from the passage.
The faces of Qin Sisi, Zhong Xunfeng, and others also tightened.
"The two of you are not in any condition to fight. If a conflict arises, follow my commands," Lin Chuan said in a low voice, looking at Zhong Xunfeng and another archaeologist.
Zhong Xunfeng took a deep breath.
Looking at Lin Chuan, the man his father had frequently spoken of, he felt an odd emotion inside, but in that mont, he couldn't help but feel a bit of trust in the composed and collected Lin Chuan.
Everyone held their breath.
Lin Chuan listened attentively to the footsteps, carefully analyzing their frequency and rhythm, whispering softly, "One, two, three... three people."
"Strike first?" Qin Sisi leaned closer to Lin Chuan, asking in an extrely low voice.
Lin Chuan nodded and quietly 'hmd' in agreent.
Qin Sisi took a deep breath, mustering all her strength, ready to act at any mont.
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 n to squint imdiately.
At that mont, Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi turned into shadows, striking at the sa ti.
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 ti 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 n.
The burly man reacted in ti, 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 abdon: "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 n.
Lin Chuan didn't have much ti 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 n 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 hamred 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.
anwhile, 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 n, 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 n, 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?"
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