Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1091 - 1062: Assassin Battle (2)

A low growl, like that of a beast, emanated from his throat, and the oppressive aura rising with the killing intent made Lao Jiu instinctively step back, causing the person on the right to stand motionless on the spot.

Challenging two strong opponents alone?

Lao Jiu was forced back to Mr. Su’s side by Xiao Lin’s aura. DOMO is a legend within ’Black Crow,’ and his true strength is unknown, yet he ranks second. Thus, even knowing Xiao Lin’s genuine strength, it wasn’t easy to dismiss concern for him.

Chilled, hard weapons unleashed their power with the dull roar, mercilessly clashing with the cold blades that sliced from the front and the front-right.

Clang! Clang! Without much elaborate force, their collision instantly sparked bright sparks and crisp ringing sounds. In that sudden contact, all three felt a fierce power surge along the connection of blade and stab into their arms. Accompanied by low grunts, the three instantly recoiled out like lightning.

The person on the right staggered backward, colliding with the balcony railing. An indoor potted plant shattered on the ground with a crunch. Meanwhile, another person dressed in black halted after two steps back and then flipped sideways into a semicircle, slipping behind the black-clad person on the right, creating an encirclement around Xiao Lin.

But at this moment, there was no sense of threat to Xiao Lin. His grave expression concealed a hidden killing aura. Slowly straightening his body, he hissed as he stared forward, advancing step by step, while the person behind also released an aura matching his own.

Lao Jiu watched the three of them silently, knowing he had no chance to intervene. When the three finally clashed, their fierce attacks exploded like thunder, with blades and shadows dancing in the not too large space, stirring up sharp winds. It was as if a giant cocoon net enclosed the scene, blocking out Lao Jiu’s intention to assist at the right moment. The wild beast-like roars and sparks in the night symbolized the three fully immersed in the savage battle.

Although DOMO wielded a cumbersome machete, it did not match his agile and bizarre form and exceeded the range of weapons Xiao Lin imagined. But at this moment, Xiao Lin could sense another terrifying aspect from these two, indicating that the weapon used wasn’t important—what mattered was the person wielding it.

Strike! Slash! Whirl! Thrust! The two wielded what appeared to be simple moves, yet they became unexpectedly smooth and fluid in their hands. The hefty machetes danced like two luxurious ribbons that a dancer urged to fly, except this exquisite feeling brought no visual delight, only a chilling blood-soaked shudder and a buffeting wind howl.

The weapon wasn’t an ordinary machete but looked like a hefty piercing axe. Its weight could easily exceed ten pounds. When combined with their ferocious roaring impact exerted on the two machetes, if these things hit anyone, they’d most likely collapse to the ground, surrendering half their life.

The weapons were clumsy, but the users were cunning, as they flitted around Xiao Lin with agile postures, occasionally erupting with astonishing impact, surrounding the three figures in a flash of blades, making it impossible to see inside.

Xiao Lin had no intention of underestimating his opponents. At the start of the battle, he was wholly committed, knowing well that any slight negligence could plunge him into danger. Only a greater Evil Killing Power could suppress these two underfoot.

Two short daggers met the wildly slashing machetes. Meanwhile, Xiao Lin, with assistance from the sides, kept hitting the black-clad man ahead, showcasing finesse and dominance, bloodiness and thrill, as the most accurate description at that moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The violent force knocked the short daggers from Xiao Lin’s hands. Capitalizing on an exposed gap, he leaped, executing a ferocious airborne triple-kick to Xiao Lin’s abdomen, briefly halting his reckless assault. Seizing this opportunity, the person behind wielded a machete and fiercely swung it at Xiao Lin’s head, with a thunderous momentum as if intending to cleave his head off.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! At the critical moment between life and death, Xiao Lin forcefully twisted his body, which had nearly been kicked out of control, barely evading the deadly blade. Although his reflexes had reached an inhuman level, DOMO’s strength surpassed others by far, and as Xiao Lin avoided the blade, he simultaneously kicked DOMO away. However, the sharp tip still left a deep scratch on his back.

There are no warriors unharmed on the battlefield; Xiao Lin isn’t a god, so he would still make mistakes and get hurt in front of other experts. The pain from the slash made him frown and hiss, causing him to slow down. Originally prepared to attack the DOMO behind him right after evading the blade, his hands paused for a moment.

The other keen-eyed opponent seized this chance, suddenly stepping out with his left leg while the tightly compressed right leg kicked sharply toward the slightly hesitant Xiao Lin.

These legs could truly be described as iron, their terrible force was truly formidable. Having once experienced this in the hospital, Xiao Lin, caught off guard by this hastily delivered leg, was instantly hit, his body trembling like a curled shrimp as he flew forward, landing in front of Lao Jiu.

Defeated just like this? That would be a joke! Although he was kicked aside by DOMO’s ferocious leg, there was still an intentional element in it. Xiao Lin chuckled a few times; amidst this moment of crisis, he quickly thought of a way to reverse the situation, utilizing DOMO’s flying kick to temporarily exit this danger zone.

Bam! Retreating rapidly, Xiao Lin suddenly gathered energy, spun around, and dangerously kicked against the left palm of another black-clad man who took advantage of the opportunity to attack. The dull sound of impact caused both to pause, and with swift movements stopped for a moment. But another DOMO’s left palm had been completely paralyzed, he squinted his eyes and, suppressing the choking blood threatening to spurt out, adjusted his internal energy, aiming a cunning slash of the blade at Xiao Lin, who was right in front of him.

However, his cruelty merged with Xiao Lin’s determination. With a sharp scream, the tall and slender body suddenly leaped up, and after impossibly hovering in the air for a brief moment, the tip of his left foot stomped on DOMO’s blade, not only deflecting the deadly slashing weapon but also bouncing his falling body back up. His curled right foot, like thunder, with a fierce and ruthless force, kicked mercilessly toward DOMO’s neck.

The DOMO on the right ultimately was weaker than Xiao Lin by several layers, and although he desperately met Xiao Lin’s right leg with his left claw at the last moment, under that strange force’s impact, not only did his claw immediately bleed profusely, Xiao Lin’s right foot stepped viciously on his chest, causing his body to violently fly away.

Xiao Lin’s astonishing reversal made the DOMO on the other side’s gaze slightly narrow. He seemed stronger than this, perhaps enraged by seeing his companion shot away. Just as he stopped his body, he suddenly exerted force with his legs, charging violently towards Xiao Lin who intended to pursue the companion.

Feeling the fierce wind surging from behind, Xiao Lin hastily halted his pursuit. Although he could immediately kill the black-clad man, he knew at this moment it was impossible to unilaterally block the powerful attack from behind.

Giving up is not forever; on the battlefield, one must always adapt to change. Excessive obsession can lead to one’s demise, so Xiao Lin, amidst the low, muffled roar, collided fiercely with DOMO’s double fists coming from behind. For a short period, ignoring the estimation of another, Xiao Lin seemed like a starving wolf freed from chains, wielding his short stinger against DOMO with savage slashes. He took advantage of this brief gap, maxed his strength, aiming to kill this guy on the spot. If he didn’t open the killing spree today, he couldn’t give himself an explanation. This continuous silence has eroded his mercy, not to mention Xia Xue is in this dangerous place, and if he holds back, it will inevitably lead to oppression. Plans change with changes.

The DOMO before him seemed to have seen through Xiao Lin’s intent. The chop in his hand forcibly blocked Xiao Lin’s short stinger. More ferocious and wicked than before, the blade continuously counterattacked, blocking all of Xiao Lin’s nearly invisible stinger blows.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Jiu lost count of how many moves these two exchanged. After another fierce collision, Xiao Lin’s heart sneered coldly. His retreating right foot suddenly exerted force on the ground, kicking up a small decorative object towards DOMO. The sudden appearance of the object blocked his line of sight just as he inwardly cursed and closed his eyes; Xiao Lin swiftly turned and appeared behind him, thrusting the chilling stinger toward DOMO’s carotid artery.

Clang! With perceptive senses exceeding the norm, DOMO wouldn’t easily be stabbed. As Xiao Lin’s stinger came, his right-hand chop swung back forcefully, precisely striking Xiao Lin’s stinger, blocking it mid-air. The sparks splattering seemed to sear both of them, making an even more intense sizzling sound.

Lao Jiu slightly opened his mouth, once so close to this force. In the battle between Lao Qing and Xiao Lin, even without personally experiencing the fear back then, he could sense through Lao Qing’s mental resonance the nearly heart-stopping moment of oppression. From a warrior’s identity, he longed for an unconventional battle with such a strong opponent. But from the enemy’s perspective, he hoped never to encounter this person. He’s truly terrifying. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)