Chapter 74: Dance of Blood

The long-haired man—Long Min—used a blade tether to extend his attack range, and his whip-like motions increased the speed of his blade. It was only during that fleeting moment when the blade slowed as it bit into flesh that Gao Lang managed, at the instant Adam cried out in pain, to drag him out from the whirling storm of blades.

He prevented Adam from being cleaved in two right then and there!

But even for Gao Lang, who held a place at the very summit of human unarmed combat, whose speed of eye and hand surpassed imagination, his intervention could only do so much. The icy blade had still sliced open Adam’s side, carving a gash through solid muscle.

Blood poured uncontrollably.

And Adam Dadori’s complexion grew pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Did it sever an abdominal vessel?" Gao Lang glanced at Adam slumped against the wall. His thick brows and drooping eyes always made him look lethargic, but beneath that listless exterior, his mind was now taut as a drawn bowstring.

At Adam’s current rate of blood loss, he would slip into hemorrhagic shock in less than five minutes.

Then, Gao Lang would have to face a master of weapons and a swarm of henchmen all by himself!

"We need to end this quickly!"

Gao Lang had no other options.

Meanwhile, just around the corner of the building behind Gao Lang, Matsuyoshi Kaneda was pushing the wheelchair of Little Cosmos, anxiously pressed against the wall.

Kaneda held down Little Cosmos, who trembled and tried to stand, and hissed in a low voice, "Sit down! Little Cosmos! With your condition, even if you go out there, what can you do?"

Their opponent was a weapons master who had the upper hand against both the "God of Battle" Gao Lang and the "Emperor" Adam Dadori, and had already forced one from the fight!

Even facing the combined assault of two unarmed fighters, that long-haired man maintained a mocking, relaxed smile all the way, one hand casually in his pocket.

The gap between armed and unarmed at this level... was simply too vast!

He and Little Cosmos, who was battered and barely survived against a not fully exerted Gao Lang, were nothing but losers. Even if passion drove them to charge in now, what could they change?

But Little Cosmos ignored Kaneda’s rational plea, his trembling hands braced on the wheelchair arms, about to rise unsteadily.

"I can’t... I can’t just sit here and watch..."

Little Cosmos gritted his teeth, his delicate face patched with cotton gauze and medical tape.

Yet Kaneda could read unwavering resolve and confidence in his eyes.

"You..."

"No need to persuade me, Mr. Kaneda," Little Cosmos interrupted, smiling. "And this isn’t a death wish. I can feel it... my 'something' is about to be completed."

Little Cosmos locked eyes with Kaneda, undaunted.

Feeling that resolve, Kaneda hesitated for a moment, then gave a bitter smile, preparing to face the white suits outside together with Little Cosmos.

A soft footstep echoed from the darkness of the corridor behind them.

And along with the footsteps... came a murderous intent as overwhelming as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Their expressions froze instantly!

The intensity of the killing aura even affected their senses.

The metallic tang of blood from the wounded seemed to amplify a hundredfold, saturating their noses and throats with the taste of fresh blood!

The shadows cast by the lights writhed as if they were convulsing, like strange deep-sea predators lurking in wait.

The drawn-out, piercing sound of a blade being unsheathed echoed, chilling and terrifying.

From the darkness, the blade’s surface shimmered like autumn water, reflecting Saeko’s voluptuous form.

Her eyes glowed with a fevered red, highlighting a beautiful yet sickeningly murderous smile.

Step by step, she emerged from the shadows—a familiar face, but that did nothing to ease Kaneda and Little Cosmos’s frozen bodies.

"This killing aura... like a blood-soaked demon blade!"

"How many people has this woman killed?!"

"Such beautiful resolve, gentlemen," Saeko said, drawing her Murata blade and gliding past them with elegance and otherworldly grace. "But in Kengan Deathmatch, this feast of unarmed combat, please allow this humble swordswoman..."

"To savor it just a little!"

With a coquettish, feverish smile, Saeko rounded the corner and stood before Long Min and his white-suited men.

"Hey, woman!"

A white suit, moving to flank Gao Lang from behind, now aimed to deal with Saeko first.

His triangular eyes gleamed lewdly as he approached, his gaze sliding like a blade over Saeko’s curvaceous silhouette—clearly, "dealing with trouble" wasn’t his only intention.

But as he drew near, hand axe in hand, licking his lips at the blushing, smiling Saeko—

Swish!

The Murata blade flashed, drawing a cold arc of steel!

The clash of iron and human blood chilled everyone present.

"......"

"Ah... AHHHHHH!!"

The white suit fell to his knees, screaming in agony, as his axe-wielding arm was severed at the root in an instant!

The severed limb hit the floor, fingers twitching in reflex.

Blood spurted from the stump, shooting up to coat the ceiling’s light fixtures.

In that moment, the corridor was bathed in crimson light.

"This... this is the sensation of a real sword cutting into flesh?" The violet-haired beauty stood stunned, wiping blood from her face. "This is... human blood?"

Her sickly smile widened, tearing apart the last traces of gentleness.

Saeko’s thighs unconsciously rubbed against each other, but her grip on the Murata blade remained unnervingly steady.

The murderous aura and brutal spectacle immediately cowed everyone in the corridor.

Even Gao Lang, supporting Adam, pressed himself against the wall like someone avoiding a speeding train.

The surge of emotion didn’t last.

Swish—

The blade, swinging through empty air, left a clean, decisive bloodstain on the wall—a stroke of artistry.

"My apologies for keeping you waiting," Saeko said, slowly assuming the Dokushima style’s low guard. "After being restrained by my dear junior for so long, it’s been ages since I’ve wielded my blade at full strength.

Let alone cut a man."

Her fiery, seductive figure would ordinarily captivate every male gaze.

But now, seeing the beautiful woman smile, they felt only their teeth chattering in fear.

"Now then, shall we dance the bloody waltz?" Saeko tilted her head playfully. "I promised Kyo that I wouldn’t kill without his permission. So...

At least your lives are safe, for now."