Free Web NovelChapter 1134: Chapter 1104: Night of the Waning Moon (6)
Number Two watched the scene and reacted swiftly, his body swaying violently outward in an attempt to escape the attack perimeter set by Xiao Lin. His reaction speed left Yelu Shou, who was watching from the side, speechless. If this guy had been the one he faced on the freighter, he thought he definitely wouldn’t have been able to win.
In mid-leap, the spikes in Xiao Lin’s hands were tightly locked onto Number Two’s head. With a forceful twist of his waist, he altered his body’s direction amidst this rapid onrush. This was not a maneuver achievable by any ordinary person. His footsteps changed in ways imperceptible to the human eye, angling his body to change direction, akin to a beast abruptly halting while chasing prey in an unfathomable direction, showcasing supreme reflex response. This reminded Yelu Shou of someone, and he reluctantly pursed his lips.
Number Two was just Number Two, he was neither a god nor a Ghost, merely human. He couldn’t counter Xiao Lin’s sudden attack with quicker reflexes. With a "puff" sound, the spikes sliced through, and crimson began to emerge, inaugurating the blood seal for these brand-new spikes.
Harnessing the momentum of his airborne impact, Xiao Lin’s spikes precisely targeted the back of Number Two’s head, the sharp edge slicing through the scalp and grazing the skull. Two scarring cuts carved across the back of his head, leaving Number Two frozen mid-evasion. The unimaginable pain, mixed with shocking tremors, swept from his skull through his entire body, sending a bone-chilling coldness down his spine to his tailbone, permeating thoroughly.
Number Two’s bulging eyes seemed ready to leap from behind his mask, shaking him deeply into a stupor under the bracing pain and assault.
Xiao Lin felt no sympathy nor softheartedness for this stupor. His agile body swung in a circle above, then dove down once more toward Number Two. "Puff!" The spikes once again carved deep markings on the back of his head, clearly indicating Xiao Lin’s lack of intent to truly kill Number Two. It was more like a warning. Otherwise, the first spike, if exerted slightly more, could have pierced centrally into the skull and directly struck Number Two’s brain.
Ah... The intense pain and pervasive chill jolted Number Two awake, prompting a beast-like, trembling roar, while his expressionless face contorted into a grim, shattered puzzle of agony.
The other four people, also stunned by the sight, were drawn in by the blood rolling down from the back of his head, their eyes involuntarily twitching, raising the same chilling goosebumps as Number Two’s.
The scarlet blood on his black clothes wasn’t glaring, yet it emitted a sinister glow! Clutching his incessantly bleeding back head tightly with his left hand, Number Two glared angrily at Xiao Lin. Sensibly, he quickly retreated backward, yet as Xiao Lin charged in, nearing him, he suddenly let out a fierce shout. This made Number Two, who was retreating, tense and hurriedly swing up his Silver Needle intending to strike back.
But as soon as the shout ended, Xiao Lin’s charging form abruptly veered left without warning, both legs pounding against the wall, launching his entire body sideways.
"Stop him!" Number Two trembled slightly. Although not fully understanding what Xiao Lin intended, his brain’s response made him cry out. A group of large men appeared from behind Dong Shansheng and swooped into the room, joining the battle ring. This sudden shift made Xiao Lin widen his eyes incredulously as he looked toward the distant Dong Shansheng.
The spike in his left hand was retracted, the tip held horizontally before his chest. With his right hand formed into a fist, Xiao Lin charged forward with all his might. In the silent Dong Shansheng’s eyes, it took a split second for him to collide with the back of the nearest man’s back. Although the man felt the murderous intent from behind and tried to react, Xiao Lin’s speed was not something they could contend with. Bang, crack! The terrifying blow, like a hammer, precisely smashed onto the man’s spinal column, accompanied by a crisp sound. His entire spine broke, all vital organs were shattered, and a fist imprint faintly appeared on his chest, leading to instant death.
The lifeless body momentarily halted imperceptibly, yet despite a man dying at his hands, the people outside the circle, including Dong Shansheng, remained silent. This made Xiao Lin clench his lips tightly, his gaze icy cold as he blocked another advancing man wielding a machete with his right spike. With a jolt, his left spike, filled with lethal sharpness, pierced through this person. His dilated pupils hadn’t grasped what just happened before his head separated from his body and rolled to the side.
This undoubtedly dealt a soul-shattering blow to the others. They were not Number Two, nor those expressionless ones. It was even less likely for them to engage in a duel with Xiao Lin swiftly. Seeing two men fall instantly, without even initiating an effective attack, instilled a terrifying fear in their hearts.
Xiao Lin ignored the man he had decapitated. Currently, he was infuriated, his dark eyes fixated solely on Dong Shansheng in the distance, ignoring everyone else. The fierce light in his eyes seemed to tell him, at any moment, a third person, a third corpse could appear.
Number Two’s throat moved as he watched the two fallen, touching the back of his own head. He reflexively took a step back. It was only now he realized how ruthless this person was, but it was already too late.
As his tongue swirled, his sharp eyes shifted from Dong Shansheng to Number Two. That piercing gaze gave the latter a grim sensation; this was genuine killing intent. Every breath seeped through skin pores, assaulting and invading every cell inside his body; it’s beyond just describing goosebumps.
Relying on his sense in life-and-death situations, he strained to dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding Xiao Lin’s attack at the last minute.
Yet avoiding it didn’t mean survival. Xiao Lin’s form suddenly became somewhat illusory, his twin spikes tracing an unusual path, sometimes slow, sometimes swift, sliding over his front. In an instant, they locked onto every life point of Number Two.
Just as Number Two dodged the emerging Silver Needle, turning back intending to counterattack, the spikes seemed to transform into countless barbed beams rushing toward Number Two’s arms, each barb aimed at vital points like his heart and forehead.
Number Two roared in fury, originally poised to strike with the Steel Claw. In a brief moment, he rapidly pulled back, assuming a defensive stance. The barbed edge of the spikes emitted a heavy scent of death, prompting him to accelerate his footsteps on the ground, attempting to break free from the barbs.
But Number Two, despite being strong, miscalculated Xiao Lin’s true terrifying nature. Before he retreated a few steps, one of the spikes had already appeared under his armpit. Then, to his incredulous gaze, it slid laterally with breakneck speed. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote and support me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
