Effortless.
After all, the Iron-Masked Man and Lei Huan were both critically wounded and on the verge of death. On top of that, Le Yu had shamelessly used the wide-area silence ultimate, the Veil of Discord, which had interrupted all their skills with a sharp slap. Then, with the faint glow rising from his red hair, he had used Eight Rice Flow techniques to finish them both off. Such a result was only natural.
Sometimes, Le Yu wished he could still use the "Yin Yinyin" account. The Veil of Discord was simply too powerful. Hidden Sword Assassin plus Veil of Discord equaled one punch for every ordinary martial artist. He probably still could not beat Lan Yan, but how many martial artists in this world were like Lan Yan, who did not even want his kidneys anymore?
But...
He looked at his charred left palm, then glanced at Lei Huan lying on the ground, and understood several things. In absolute darkness, the suicide warrior's lightning had been weakened by most of its power, but a small portion still covered his body. If not for the Ice-Blood Physique's ability to ignore paralysis and pain, Le Yu definitely could not have crushed Lei Huan's neck completely with a single right whip-hand strike.
Only a Seven Emotions Martial Artist could still use their "miracles" in the darkness. When Le Yu had been watching the show on the fourth floor earlier, he had also seen the other Brotherhood suicide warriors unleash all sorts of unbelievable abilities, slaughtering the Flame Command operatives and sending them sprawling. He had already begun to suspect something, and Lei Huan's ability to use lightning in the darkness had confirmed it beyond doubt.
The fact that they could mass-produce a special combat unit like the Seven Emotions Martial Artists gave