Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1131: Black Doctor VS Ninja

Everyone selects their weapons based on their own strength and arm power, especially when it comes to using cold weapons. This is particularly crucial. Just like Xiao Lin, who prefers using light and agile weapons because he’s left-handed. Yelu Shou, considering this trait, created weapons with a noticeable difference in weight between the two blades, allowing the left hand to handle them with ease and precision.

Emerging from the jungle is a rocky beach, with the sound of waves crashing against the rocks like the natural world playing its final elegy. For some reason, Xiao Lin had a feeling that tonight there wouldn’t be more casualties, but that doesn’t mean the scent of blood won’t accompany this elegy. It just won’t be as tragic as imagined. He shook his head slightly, unsure if this was good or bad.

Two silhouettes were wildly clashing on the rocky sand, with the sky above having gone dim, cloudless, and starless. The color, somewhere between gray and black, made the entire sky appear particularly oppressive and gloomy. Xiao Lin suddenly extended his arm, realizing the sky could be so close that he could almost grab it with one closed eye.

With another clash of lightning and thunder, the two intertwined figures separated. The silhouette of the Black Doctor was easily found; the black that matched the Magician’s was the Black Doctor’s signature color. It seemed like people in the underworld particularly liked black. In memory, Nicholas was also fond of black, whereas Troy and Yelu Shou preferred bright colors.

The Black Doctor’s eyebrows twitched, his sharp gaze tightly locked onto the old man before him. This person appeared to be of a certain age, wearing linen clothes with a wide brown leather waistband fully revealing his robust physique. Black hair streaked with silver strands, hair ends braided and hanging over his shoulders, with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, rosy cheeks, a full forehead—he looked like a martial arts master at first glance. However, his moves avoided heavy attacks, opting instead for agile dodging and strikes, with occasional effective attacks before returning to his initial stance. This playful strategy infuriated the Black Doctor.

The Black Doctor watched the old man warily. As the blade of the ninja blade turned, the whole person left an afterimage, attacking from the Black Doctor’s right side. The sudden shift in direction took the Black Doctor by surprise, forcing him to retract his preparatory attack moves and step back defensively. He was amazed by the old man’s keen insight, identifying a direct weak point and blind spot on the right side. Typically, few would notice this flaw as matches rarely progressed to this stage.

With a shout, a silver flash appeared before him. The black hilt was right in front of him, and the distance between the two instantly closed. The Black Doctor reverse-gripped the Nepalese Khukuri, the light hilt allowing quick changes in direction based on the user’s wrist strength to better block or attack the opponent’s vitals.

The length of the Nepalese Khukuri differs significantly from the ninja blade; the former is more suited for close-range attacks. Though its attack range is smaller than the ninja blade, it bears lethal impact and can counterattack continuously. In contrast, the ninja blade’s length restricts rapid directional changes, giving both weapons advantages and unavoidable shortcomings. It all depends on how these two will cleverly target weaknesses during this battle.

In a solo fight, the Black Doctor believed his prowess was no less than Xiao Lin’s. With his identity as the Mafia Doctor, more people recognized his medical skills rather than his strength, gradually disregarding the capabilities one must have to survive the underworld. The Black Doctor didn’t mind this perception. He never intended to leave Sin City or that foolhardy individual. Sin City potentially holds more significance for him than Troy. Not being a person fond of wandering, his brutal nature is complemented by his heartlessness. Not everyone falls within the rescue scope, and good people certainly aren’t his targets for treatment. In the past, one person somehow found out about the Black Doctor and risked entering the Black Street of Sin City seeking his help. However, he didn’t even give him a glance and sent him away. "If you want me to save someone, become a villain first." This single sentence forced a promising young man onto a path of crime, and he continues to engage in villainy to this day. Of course, the Black Doctor did save the person he was asked to.

The Black Doctor rarely encounters opponents, as Troy often deals with them before he even has to act. He gladly refrains from meddling to focus on his medical studies. However, when facing such an elder ninja of upper-tier strength, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy, not expecting to encounter a Japanese Ninja on this deserted island.

The Japanese Ninja Realm is a unique faction of notable status globally, believed to be an intriguingly mysterious organization. With specific combat techniques and ninjutsu, it’s an area of interest for outsiders to explore. Although not fully understood, the old man appears to have reached the intermediate tier of the Ninja Realm. Yet the Black Doctor wasn’t greatly afraid of him, only finding him slightly tricky at most.

Most importantly, the old man didn’t seem eager to fight, raising suspicions about whether this was part of his strategy. Ninjas are a group that favors using tactics and strategies in battles, compensating for their lack of raw power with cunning.

As the Nepalese Khukuri met the ninja blade, the Black Doctor’s right foot stepped out, with the blade’s back fiercely clashing with the ninja blade, sparks erupting. He leveraged the step backward, using his toes to rebound upward, and cleared the ninja blade. Without any extra moves, the Black Doctor raised his right hand, the Nepalese Khukuri drawing an arc in the air, pressing down on the unwithdrawn ninja blade. In a blink, the situation reversed, and the formerly suppressed individual now had the upper hand.

Yet the old man showed no fear, wielding the ninja blade with formidable speed. Made of fine steel, his ninja blade was no less robust than the Black Doctor’s military blade. Combined with his strong ninjutsu, each strike accurately met the incoming military blade. Despite the old man’s apparently frail figure and being pushed back each time, a closer look revealed his steps remained calm and unruffled, maintaining a composed and orderly defense. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)