Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1201 Battle with Fourth Master Again (2)

A suffocating aura gradually spread over the entire rooftop, the air seemed to be solidifying into icy crystals, rustling as if about to wilt. It was unclear who couldn’t withstand this suppressive atmosphere first, or if it was an accidental gun discharge, as a bullet from the side building aimlessly shot out, shattering the thin ice.

Xiao Lin’s gaze turned icy, the spike on his left palm, upon hearing the gunfire, brought a sharp gust of wind as it zipped along the ground toward Fourth Master’s back. Everything happened too swiftly and unexpectedly, but for Fourth Master, all of this was within her anticipation.

Puff! Within the hearing range of three people, a finger had already pierced into Xia Xue’s neck. Fourth Master gazed at the halted Xiao Lin with an inscrutable smile. Sss... the withdrawn finger seemed to slice toward Xia Xue’s throat like another sharp blade she held.

"Crow!" Xiao Lin shouted, and Crow, following the command, leapt vigorously. During the confrontation, neither noticed Crow had quietly approached Xia Xue’s left side. As Xiao Lin charged with full force, Crow was already fully prepared.

Fourth Master instinctively released a hand to block the descending gray shadow. Meanwhile, Xiao Lin had already arrived before her.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Bang!

Immediately, a series of deadly attacks commenced, the sharp spikes fiercely and swiftly aimed at Fourth Master’s hands.

Faced with the choice between the man and his hand, Fourth Master let go of Xia Xue, turned to use the thin blade in her hand to counter Xiao Lin’s spikes. Xia Xue’s limp body was caught by the arriving Crow. Without hesitation, Crow began retreating toward the entrance.

The strength between Xiao Lin and Fourth Master remained undetermined, neither had ever truly crossed swords until now. Xiao Lin’s decisive attacks bore the weight of life-or-death combat, pushing his abilities to the extreme. To him, the person before him was a deadman; to kill a deadman required even more strength than killing a living one.

Each fatal strike was not only swift as thunder and lightning, undetectable, but the movements were cunningly lethal, aiming for his opponent’s life, encompassing terrifying power in each full-force attack.

Under such prowess, Fourth Master dared not be distracted. She wore gloves akin to thin veils, the metallic luster faintly visible amidst the white.

Zip-zip-zip! Every time the spikes met her hands, countless sparks flew, the fierce energy swept up both arms at the point of contact. If not for their skillful maneuvers, their arms would certainly fracture under such rampant force.

Though Fourth Master was a woman, her strength was not inferior to any man, her body technique was bizarre and highly unpredictable.

Unintentionally, dozens of moves had passed. Fourth Master, in defense, finally seized an opportunity when Xiao Lin dodged a bullet from the left. She swung her left fist to deflect Xiao Lin’s spikes, her right leg broke through his vicious kick, the swirling right palm scraped fiercely past Xiao Lin’s chest with a gust of wind.

Fabric shredded, flesh exposed, the intense pain caused Xiao Lin’s aggressive charge to momentarily pause. Yet, although imperceptible, such a pause was caught by Fourth Master’s keen eye. Her fingers, clad in the white silk-thin gloves, akin to two sharp daggers, swiftly aimed at Xiao Lin’s lower abdomen from a cunning angle, leaving nowhere to defend.

Puff-puff! The searing pain from his lower abdomen assaulted Xiao Lin’s nerve endings. Simultaneously, Fourth Master’s attacks hadn’t ceased; she quickly withdrew her left palm, clenched it fully, and slammed it toward Xiao Lin’s head.

Xiao Lin roared ferociously, his eyes reddening. He didn’t even glance at his bleeding abdomen, accompanied by his low growl, the spike in his right palm fiercely and like lighting stabbed toward Fourth Master’s left fist. At that moment, his waist generated force, his body, flexible as if boneless, deftly dodged the final punch.

Sliding across the ground, trapped within the defensive circle, Xiao Lin clutched his abdomen, panting heavily, his reddened eyes burning with fire. He wiped away the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, disregarding his wounds but fixing his gaze firmly on Fourth Master. Compared to before, her speed and power had reached another level; could it be that her ability increases with each resurrection? If so, he must prevent her from reviving again. But how exactly can he eliminate this monster thoroughly?

Xiao Lin didn’t know where to find the answer, and Fourth Master gave him no time to ponder this matter. She spun her body mid-air, like a vortex, whirling toward Xiao Lin’s stance. Again, two blade-like sounds of slicing muscles resounded, as five sharp spike hooks extended from her lightweight gloves, leaving several scratches on Xiao Lin’s body. Though not too deep, the sharp sting still made his body tremble.

"Does it hurt? With your special constitution, I naturally have a way to find your weaknesses. Your peripheral nerves are overly sensitive; how could I miss exploiting the sharpness of your pain perception."

"You tampered with it." Xiao Lin knew his nerves were more sensitive than most, but not to this sharp extent. There was only one possibility: this monster had tampered with the weapon. Fourth Master, skilled in pharmacology, could certainly develop a drug to enhance nerve sensitivity. He had been careless.

"Just made you a bit more sensitive, that’s all." The face of the Angel revealed a Devil’s smile. "You’re really strong. I don’t have the confidence to defeat you. How can I win without using some tactics? In a single combat, there’s probably no one here who can match you, especially considering the hidden Divine Power within you, which you yourself dare not easily trigger!"

Amidst the conversation, Fourth Master didn’t pause in her attack. The previous hit encouraged her to accelerate her hand strikes, ten silver rays intermittently appearing in the shadows she conjured, like claws tearing through the air, breaking Xiao Lin’s protective sphere. Yet these claws no longer inflicted greater harm on Xiao Lin.

"No strength left to answer me?" Fourth Master suddenly stepped forward, her hands sharply flipping strange palm prints ruthlessly towards Xiao Lin, the retracting hooks opening again as they entered Xiao Lin’s protective sphere, simultaneously attacking his chest,

abdomen, neck, and shoulders, not intending to give Xiao Lin any opportunity to catch his breath from the attacks.

However, Xiao Lin is Xiao Lin. He’s not an ordinary person, not someone to easily give up. He gritted his teeth, glanced at a dart flying towards him, and let out a cold snort. While intensely defending against Fourth Master’s hooks, his right leg stepped out, the hook clung to a hand, making Fourth Master feel inexplicably stalled, as Xiao Lin already used this to leap into the air, sweeping his right leg towards the incoming dart.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the dart hit the ground and split into two.

Robert, who had been hiding in the dark, didn’t expect his sure-bet ambush to be thwarted instantly. It’s not that he doubted Fourth Master’s capability, but it would be better if they could eliminate Xiao Lin earlier. The longer it dragged on, the more unreliable Fourth Master became.

Fourth Master also noticed the dart Robert sent. She snorted disdainfully. With her intelligence, she naturally knew what this person was thinking. Although she disdained teaming up, in exceptional times extraordinary tactics must be used.

Two more darts shot towards them suddenly, very short in distance and extremely fast, leaving them no time to pause. Fourth Master deftly avoided, but the henchman climbing up to attack Xiao Lin during his dodge wasn’t so lucky. Although his danger-sensing ability was also strong and he sensed the approaching coldness, he couldn’t evade quickly enough. The sharp dart brutally struck his brow, shattering his frontal bone with its tremendous impact. In this sudden pause, the hook aiming for Xiao Lin sliced through his neck unimpeded, sending a burst of blood and flesh scattering around.

"Planning to use the mob tactic this time?" Xiao Lin looked at the henchmen leaping from all sides, mocking Fourth Master.

"As long as I can capture you, what does the method matter? Don’t be naive. There is no righteousness in your heart’s mind now, only fools like you would foolishly come here alone, willingly jumping into a trap." In response to Xiao Lin’s mockery, Fourth Master smiled faintly. Her beautiful face instantly encouraged the henchmen climbing up to show off in front of the pretty woman.

"Haha, how do you know I didn’t bring anyone?" Xiao Lin bared his teeth in a smile, without the threat of Xia Xue, he could fight wholeheartedly.

"Oh, then I want to see what other allies you have. Although I just saw Xiao Mu, it seems he’s not standing by your side. Does this mean your Xiao Family is beginning to splinter apart?"

"Ah! Thanks for your concern, but why don’t you look back at your own back." Xiao Lin’s confident smile made Fourth Master pause, instinctively wanting to check behind herself, but in the instant of turning her head, she restrained it and began to laugh loudly.

"Didn’t expect you, Xiao Lin, to use such low tactics. Do you really think I would believe it?"

"Hmm, hmm! Believe it or not, it’s up to you." Xiao Lin remained unguarded, neither attacking nor defending, paying no attention to the henchmen around him, standing like a huge loophole in a cluster of hidden killers, completely unaware.

Facing this kind of Xiao Lin, Fourth Master’s foot moved half a step back, clearly feeling she had stepped on something. Shock quickly climbed onto her pretty face, and the smile on Xiao Lin’s face began to widen. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)