Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1142: Killing Intent over the Scepter

"He killed our people, and we will not rest unless we are all dead."

"Alright!" Since there’s no room for negotiation, we have to accept it.

The spikes in his hands hissed as they spun rapidly in his palms. With a light tap on the ground with his toes, Xiao Lin was the first to make a move, charging towards the speaker. The man in the black robe stood motionless, not defending nor countering, as if petrified by Xiao Lin’s explosive speed. However...

To outsiders, it seemed as though the man in the black robe had lost his advantage. Even if he wished to act now, given Xiao Lin’s speed—many times faster than ordinary people—any action would be too late.

A surefire strike? No, that was only in the eyes of outsiders. Only Xiao Lin, actively engaged in combat, could feel that the closer he got to the man, the greater the pressure and resistance he encountered, slowing his advance. Unseen, the man in the black robe was neutralizing Xiao Lin’s attacking power. What a peculiar technique! A warning bell rang in Xiao Lin’s mind, but it didn’t hinder his aim to seize the advantage. Taking a sharp breath, he doubled his speed as he charged towards the man in the black robe.

Neither the people in the arena nor the two observing from the sidelines could ignore the sharp, piercing sound made by the spikes as they sliced through the air, as if splitting the invisible air with a gaping hole. Xiao Lin covered Lao Jiu’s ears with both hands, shielding his own eardrums with inner strength to block out the piercing noise.

The man in the black robe moved. As the spikes came within an arm’s reach, he stepped back, raised both arms, and struck with his right palm towards the tip of the spikes, which just barely grazed his palm, drawing a froth of blood. The man showed no sign of discomfort, his entire body tilting as his right foot took a peculiar leap, sweeping both palms towards Xiao Lin’s flank with a fierce gust.

Taking a gentle breath, Xiao Lin lifted his right foot and dodged in the direction of the wind from the man’s palms, leaving behind a series of phantom-like afterimages. Even so, he was brushed by the lingering wind force, causing him to falter. But at that moment, Xiao Lin’s dark eyes locked onto the man’s position, unleashing a barrage of palm strikes.

The rapid onslaught and counterattack caused a subtle change in the man’s expression, his heart quivering. He retreated three steps back with a floating yet swift movement. At the same time, a scepter appeared in his hand, its entire length pitch-black and gleaming, emitting a chilling aura. The scepter rotated up, viciously cleaving downwards, its arc fierce and menacing like the color of the scepter itself.

"Wujin?" Xiao Lin was shocked, staring incredulously at the man in the black robe. He didn’t recognize the man, but he recognized the scepter in his hand. Weapons can be imitated in many ways, but the material used to forge them cannot be so easily replicated. Initially, he wasn’t sure if it was the scepter he knew, but he recognized the chilling aura. For this reason, he was determined not to spare this man, and the intent to kill arose instantly.

The man in the black robe was fast, but Xiao Lin was even more terrifying. As the man lifted his leg, Xiao Lin’s rapid figure spun out a curved spike straight at him.

Clang! The clash between spike and scepter produced a hollow resonance, not a metallic ring, but a deep, beast-like growl pounding at one’s heart, oppressively making one want to scream.

"Where did you get the scepter?" Xiao Lin asked coldly, his right hand charging again without pause.

The man in the black robe snorted coldly. Though his right arm was slightly numb, his eyes never lost sight of Xiao Lin’s left hand. Simultaneously, his right leg moved swiftly, intercepting Xiao Lin’s attack.

Another clash occurred. Before the man could react, Xiao Lin nearly simultaneously lashed out with both legs and right foot in a short span of time. The right spike, blocked, suddenly clutched onto the scepter, using the recoil to sweep his right elbow towards the man’s head.

Bam! Caught off guard, the man’s head shook as he staggered back at an angle. Xiao Lin sneered, delivering a ferocious right kick to the man’s lower abdomen.

A muffled growl, and the man flew backward, crashing through rocks behind him and landing on the ground. The spikes swiftly blocked the thrown hidden weapons during his backward flight, and without pausing, he charged again.

The searing pain in his abdomen forced the man to abandon all nonchalance and negligence. Using a nimble carp flop, his body agilely leapt back, landing on a reef behind him.

He spun his hands again, swinging the scepter in an arc through the air, curling his legs like springs as he shot towards Xiao Lin.

Clang, clang, clang! Continuous metallic clashes reverberated across the empty cliff, shadows flickering with speed, leaving behind afterimages imperceptible to the naked eye, painting a picture of war’s beauty and coldness with each impact.

The man in the black robe was not only exceedingly agile, but his footwork, coupled with his scepter, wove a dazzling black web intercepting Xiao Lin’s fearsome spikes. At the same time, using the natural rock formations, the man performed a series of dizzying stealth moves, launching a seemingly endless barrage of cunning hidden weapons at Xiao Lin from oblique angles.

Xiao Lin’s eyes turned icy cold. Spinning his right claw, he intercepted the incoming hidden weapons entirely. With a powerful kick to the reef ahead, already battered by numerous rotations, the reef finally crumbled under Xiao Lin’s force, scattering a spray of shards toward the black-robed man.

As the fragments flew, the man realized the peril and almost without hesitation leaped toward the dark northwest corner. Xiao Lin, intent on killing, gave him no chance. Consolidating all his might into his spikes, he climbed the reefs swiftly like a nimble beast. Just then, the man leaped over Xiao Lin’s head.

With a cold inner laugh, the right spike shot forward, clutching his just-raised right leg! Suddenly losing balance, the man called out, and before he could react, was yanked viciously by Xiao Lin, slamming him toward the ground.

Bam! He hit the ground heavily. In the dull crash, he rebounded three times before forcibly regaining control of his body. Unable to feel the excruciating pain as if his entire body was shattered, the man swiftly rose again. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to recommend votes and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)