Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1143: A Heart Set on Death

Just before he could stand up and ready his defensive stance... two silver spikes utilized a simplified grappling technique to precisely lock onto the right wrist and elbow of the man in the black robe. The spikes twisted like a corkscrew in the opposite direction with brutal force.

Crack... a bone-chilling sound of bones splintering echoed across the cliff. Under the intense twisting of the spikes, the bones in the black-robed man’s fingers shattered completely, with fragments piercing through the flesh, jutting out like snowy porcelain shards embedded in his fingers - gruesome and terrifying. His Black Gold Staff also fell to the ground in response.

Xiao Lin grinned ferociously. "You’re not worthy of wielding this demonic weapon." Before the man in black could scream or launch a counterattack, Xiao Lin swiftly stepped back, withdrawing his right spike, clutching the blood-soaked right hand of his opponent. His left leg, bent like a tightly wound spring, suddenly sprung up, and his toe struck heavily at the man’s underarm.

Gritting his teeth against the pain, a wave of excruciating agony rendered his entire right arm numb, and his clenched jaw was almost about to snap. The situation changed so rapidly that the enemy, who had originally been evenly matched with him, suddenly unleashed such a terrifying speed and strength. The discomfort from the sudden onslaught cost him dearly. Yet the cold, stern-eyed Xiao Lin didn’t stop there. He cleverly turned, dragging the man’s right arm, and with a swift shoulder throw, slammed him down with force like tossing a sack. The man spat blood, and in his desperation to live, couldn’t even cry out in pain, nor attend to his now mangled and bloody right arm. Supporting himself with his left hand, he swung his legs fiercely at Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin snorted lightly, leaping back four meters to easily evade the man’s feeble counterattack. But he had no intention of stopping there. After a brief pause, he dashed forward briefly, leapt into the air, and using the momentum, his entire body spun like a windmill in midair, legs together like a free-falling cannonball, crashed violently into the chest of the black-robed man who was gritting his teeth trying to dodge to the side.

Bang! The body of the black-robed man shuddered violently, like being hit by a charging rhino, with visible fractures in the muscles over his chest, and even his heart seemed to have stopped. A mouthful of blood was forced out, and his large body uncontrollably flew backward.

"Hah!" Xiao Lin’s eyes sparkled sharply, his feet stomped the ground, and he fiercely charged at the black-robed man.

He wouldn’t give this man any chance to breathe. Although these actions seemed overly cruel to Xiao Lin, even if they were of the Dan Clan, under Dan Qing’s command, and members of the Assassin Group protecting her, none of these could deter his resolve to kill this man tonight.

The emergence of the ’Black Gold Staff’ was enough for him to feel the mystery and danger of this Assassin Group. The always ambiguous Dan Clan, could they truly heed Dan Qing’s commands? Xiao Lin couldn’t be sure, at least not this twelve-man Assassin Group.

"Lin, seems like you’re about to take a life!" Xiao Lin, with his gray eyes fixed intently on the battlefield, spoke softly.

"Yes!" Lao Jiu nodded in agreement, his gaze had turned sinister ever since that guy revealed his weapon.

"That’s the ’Black Gold Staff’!" Xiao Lin recognized the weapon immediately, even more than Xiao Lin knew about its origins. He raised an eyebrow, but it was truly unfortunate that this weapon ended up in this guy’s hands, completely failing to unleash its true potential. "A sentient weapon chooses its master."

"Oh, it seems like it doesn’t quite like its master, just left lying on the ground."

"Are you really the ’Underground City’ City Lord?" Xiao Lin glanced at the half-reclined Lao Jiu lying on the ground, wondering how such a mind could manage such ferocious assassins.

"Ah, without a doubt, but I was dismissed by your boss, now just an unemployed drifter moonlighting as a bodyguard." Lao Jiu suddenly grabbed Xiao Lin’s left arm. "You’re on good terms with that guy, how about you ask for a favor on my behalf?"

"I’ll plead for him to give you a swift one."

"Indeed, the dark-hearted folk are even more ruthless than us assassins."

The bickering between the two continued incessantly, while on the battlefield, things had escalated to a fever pitch.

Seizing the opportunity of the moment’s advantage, if not now, then when!

But the black-robed man, capable of leading other members of the Assassin Group, was indeed immensely formidable. Even after suffering severe injuries due to carelessness, he still managed to mount a strong counterattack in the face of imminent danger.

Torquing his waist, he forcibly twisted his body midair, despite losing his staff. His steel fist drew a bizarre arc, colliding thunderously with the incoming punch from Xiao Lin.

With a resounding clash, the immense force violently separated the two of them. Xiao Lin staggered back more than five steps, while the man in the black robe deftly used the impact to somersault in mid-air, throwing himself out and narrowly escaping from Xiao Lin’s incoming spikes.

However, despite the man’s impressive escape, he stumbled backward upon landing, nearly crashing into the rocks behind him. It was clear... the two spikes from earlier had inflicted significant injury.

Clutching his chest with his right hand where waves of sharp pain resonated, he tore a piece of black cloth to bandage his injured right hand, tying it tightly as bright red blood quickly soaked through. The man in the black robe ignored the bleeding, his face ashen and bloodless, his eyes fixed fiercely on Xiao Lin. Though he didn’t speak, the hatred and anger seemed enough to burn Xiao Lin to ashes.

Xiao Lin’s sharp spikes lightly tapped against each other, never once leaving the black-robed man’s figure. The battle had only just begun, but it was soon to end.

He flicked his spikes lightly, sneering coldly. "Tonight, you have no chance of winning."

The man in the black robe revealed a peculiar smile, his gaze falling on the ’Black Gold Staff’ in the distance. His eyes were cold and harsh as he glanced at his other two companions, seemingly transmitting some message through his calm gaze. Xiao Lin, not being a deity, couldn’t know what the man was thinking—whether it was a plea for help or a farewell, it held no direct relevance to him. Even if the three of them attacked together, Xiao Lin was confident he could take them all down. The black-robed man’s eyes grew colder as he stamped his feet lightly on the ground. Two daggers, glinting with a cold light, pierced through the soles of his boots, protruding over ten centimeters!

The moment the daggers appeared, the man in the black robe bellowed and charged. After three steps, his robust body sprung from the ground, his flailing legs carrying a fierce and cruel force, launching towards Xiao Lin’s neck, filled with a sinister malevolence.

Xiao Lin’s expression changed slightly. His feet tapped rapidly against the ground as he retreated swiftly. At the same time, he retracted the spikes, transforming his hands into palms, creating a whirlwind of palm shadows to intercept the daggers.

"So what?" The black-robed man roared hoarsely after landing with a thud, seemingly forgetting the piercing pain in his chest. Using both hands and feet, he unleashed a torrent of fierce fist shadows and sharp blade glints, enveloping Xiao Lin as if to grind him to pieces within this stormy assault.

The sudden frenzy of the black-robed man took Xiao Lin by surprise. Such attacks gave him a life-for-life feeling but effectively suppressed him, leaving him unable to find a flaw to counter-attack. He had to dodge left and right, avoiding the daggers below while wielding his spikes to intercept the steel fists.

"Die!!!" After recklessly unleashing nearly a hundred moves, the man in black seized the moment when Xiao Lin’s energy faltered slightly, leaping up. Interlocking his fingers tightly into a fist, he brought it down towards Xiao Lin’s head with the weight of a mountain. Simultaneously, his feet, like the needles of a high-speed sewing machine, viciously targeted Xiao Lin’s chest.

Saying it’s easy to use both hands and feet simultaneously, but to actually do it in battle, and do it with such magnificence and ferocity, smoothly like running water, the Assassin Group of the Dan Clan is truly the most formidable among the mysterious clans.

Finally looking grave, Xiao Lin realized that although these people’s martial skills were no better than his, at most evenly matched, they all seemed to possess a determination to die. Those with such conviction have no restraints facing real battle, and at that moment, Xiao Lin understood the exchange of glances between the man and his companions earlier. He sought not victory, but mutual destruction. With this realization, Xiao Lin was even more cautious, yet the man’s performance left him both shocked and puzzled.

This guy... is a bit abnormal!

Though his mind was racing, his actions were unhindered. His left hand clenched into a fist, launching meteoric fist shadows, fiercely smashing towards the incoming daggers. Meanwhile, his right hand turned into a claw, charging forward to intercept the incoming iron fists.

Bam! The impact brought by the black-robed man’s full-powered double fists was terrifying. As Xiao Lin intercepted with one hand, his body trembled and he dropped to his knees with a resounding crash.

Pressing the advantage, the moment he landed, the black-robed man drove his right knee fiercely upward, striking directly at Xiao Lin’s chin.

With a snap, the right claw retracted in time, slamming harshly against the knee. Using the momentum, Xiao Lin rose and rapidly retreated, intending to temporarily disengage from the attack range, allowing himself some buffer and preparing for his counter-attack.

However, just as Xiao Lin was about to dodge, the black-robed man suddenly propelled himself away, somersaulting in the air, his momentum still fierce. Yet he wasn’t charging towards Xiao Lin; instead, he... fled???!!!

The black-robed man took a few large somersaults, leaping out of the battlefield boundary and hiding among the nearby rocks with a powerful rebound force, blasting towards the left side of the cliff. In the brief moment of Xiao Lin’s astonishment, he was already near the edge.

Xiao Lin was stunned, truly stunned this time. He never thought that this guy would choose to flee at the start of the battle. Wasn’t he just determined to die and take Xiao Lin down with him? He was sure he hadn’t misjudged that feeling, yet now, this escape, he felt he couldn’t even describe his shock with words. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation.)