Top Furious Doctor Soldier Chapter 201

“Wolf Castle?”

Xu Tingfei's eyebrows were already deeply furrowed. “What are the western freaks doing here?”

Clank, clank…

Sounds of metal collision rang out again on the plateaus of the old-growth forests under the dark night. Liu Feng receded three steps toward a tree, and stood in front of Chengying Sword, who was unconscious.

Five meters ahead of him, two ninjas dressed in full black showed up. Both were wearing black masks and carrying katanas.

“Ninjas!”

Liu Feng sneered and said, “Yamaguchi-gumi has finally taken action. Since you have such good skills, you must be among the rare high-level ninjas in Nihon. That's quite generous of Yamaguchi-gumi to a.s.sign two high-level ninjas at one time.”

Whoosh!

Without replying to Liu Feng, the two high-level ninjas attacked Liu Feng with katanas from both sides. One wielded his katana at Liu Feng's throat, and the other slashed his katana toward Liu Feng's feet.

The two high-level ninjas' tricky angles, rapid pace and flawless cooperation brought great stress to Liu Feng. What was more crucial for Liu Feng was that Chengying Sword was hidden behind him. He could not step back any more, otherwise the two brutal high-level ninjas would not leave a chance for the super military king of Celestial Empire, to ever awaken again.

Liu Feng squinted slightly and raised his machete in his right hand to block the katana. At the same time, Liu Feng raised his left foot and suddenly crouched down. With such a delicate and risky move, he even managed to step on the katana from below.

Swoosh!

The two high-level ninjas retreated swiftly to a distance of nearly ten meters, instantly.

“I knew it. Your quick speed was due to your moving within small ranges, rather than absolute speed.”

Liu Feng sneered again. Without any visible feet movement, he abruptly pounced over to the two high-level ninjas and swung the machete in his right hand toward the throat of the high-level ninja's on his left, making the light from the machete flash. “I have to let you know that my speed is outstanding too.”

Clink!

The high-level ninja blocked Liu Feng's attack by raising his katana, and then he recoiled.

Almost at the same moment, the other high-level ninja slashed his katana at Liu Feng.

Puff…

The swipe of katana was so rapid as the high-level ninja had achieved the greatest agility and ability, to grasp the opportunity to strike.

Although his footwork was extremely agile, Liu Feng's right shoulder was still cut by the katana.

However, it was just a little slit and Liu Feng was not even bleeding. The high-level ninja froze the moment he slashed out with his katana.

It was because when he was dodging the strike, Liu Feng managed to turn over his machete, and stab the left upper abdomen of the high-level ninja.

“Baga yalu!”

The high-level ninja, who had been struck, dashed over again, roaring in anger.

“Baga your yalu! Minutes ago, both of you were able to fight me, while now that you are alone, I believe you can only endure three strikes from me.” Liu Feng mocked the ninjia with the Nihon language. As he drew out the machete in his right hand, the high-level ninja, who had been stabbed, fell instantly.

Whoosh!

They attacked at the same time. Not only did they have to avoid killing each other, but they had to avoid the opponent's attack, as well.

As the light from the blades flashed across the dark night, a stream of blood burst into the air. The strong smell of blood wafted through the howling wind.

Swoosh!

Instantly, they both turned around, and lights from the blades flashed again.

As another stream of blood splashed out, Liu Feng recoiled half a step and rotated the machete into the shape of a flower.

The high-level ninja, who was from Yamaguchi-gumi's group, receded three steps and pointed his katana at the ground.

Whoosh!

Afterwards, they rushed at each other again, and pa.s.sed by each other within successive flashes from the blades.

After three strikes, they finally stopped.

Around two minutes later, Liu Feng swung the machete, then the last drop of blood on the machete fell off. Then, without even checking on the high-level ninja, he turned around, walked towards Chengying Sword under the tree, and began to treat Chengying Sword's wound, by twisting the needle with both hands.

Puff!

Three seconds later, red blood suddenly spurted out from the high-level ninja's throat, then he flopped on the ground.

Whoever watching the whole fight would have exalted Liu Feng's blade skills, because there were another two blade cuts, apart from the fatal cut on the high-level ninja's body.

One cut was on his right armpit, which was half a foot long and extended all the way to his chest.

The other was on his left groin, which was only less than three inches long, and had obviously been caused by the machete.

It was the two cuts that seriously impaired the high-level ninja's movements, thus Liu Feng could accomplish such a neat, final attack.

More importantly, the high-level ninja had been holding three diamond-shaped darts in his left hand. However, he never had the opportunity to throw the darts, in the face of Liu Feng's overwhelming attack.

Whoosh!

Two minutes later, Liu Feng finally finished the treatment for Chengying Sword.

He took a deep breath and then collected the silver needles. “Alright, I've repaired your meridians. Also, the audience, show yourself!”

Clap, clap, clap!

Afterwards, a westerner, who was carrying a Tang Sword, walked out of the darkness, clapping his hands.

“You have really good blade skills. It really blows my mind that Celestial Empire has a special-forces soldier like you.” The westerner praised Liu Feng and then held the Tang Sword in his hand.

“Who do you work for?” Liu Feng asked the westerner, calmly.

“I'm from the Western Death a.r.s.enal. And I'm not one of the Deaths, but one of the three candidates for the Death King.

This candidate for Death King, did not tell his real name, but apparently, he was even more powerful than the Death G.o.ds.

Looking at the westerner, Liu Feng said calmly, “I've never met the three candidates for Death King, except the First Death G.o.d. I finally get to meet you.”

“Liu Feng, Master Yama, I'm also glad to meet you. It never occurred to me that the founder of Netherworld of the Western World, is a soldier from Celestial Empire.”

The candidate for Death King walked over, carrying the Tang Sword, and said, “I don't care who you are. The reason why I've been looking for you is that I've heard of a ranking of weapons in Celestial Empire. And since my childhood I've practised hard enough to obtain outstanding blade skills—”

Ha ha!

Liu Feng sneered and interrupted the Death King candidate. “Go away if you have finished your boasting. Since we're both from the western underground world, I won't kill you this time.”

The Death King candidate suddenly became sullen, and as he carried the Tang Sword on his shoulder, he said to Liu Feng, who was five meters ahead. “Yama, do you think you and your Netherworld would still exist, if I tell the western underground world that you're a soldier from Celestial Empire?”

“Are you threatening me?” Liu Feng squinted at him.

“I don't need to threaten you, I'm just telling the truth. I just watched you kill the two high-level ninjas from Nihon with your extraordinary skills. So I want to challenge you to a fight, with the blade.

The Death King candidate said confidently, “I'm trying to prove that my blade is sharper than yours, and my blade skill is better than that of Celestial Empire. If you die, I will keep your secret my whole life. If you live, then I will be dead, and no one in the western underground world will ever know your secret.”

“Fine!”

Liu Feng said calmly, “You're trying to kill yourself, then I'll help by sending your soul to the Netherworld.”

Whoosh!

Shortly, they both took out their blades and attacked each other.

The Tang Sword of the Death King candidate was flat and straight, about three feet in length, and had sharp blades.

Liu Feng's machete was small-sized and handy, and the blade was way sharper.

Clank!

The two blades collided, as they pa.s.sed each other.

“Your blade is quite sharp, and it made a nick on the blade of my Tang Sword.” The Death King candidate suddenly turned around, and slashed the Tang Sword at Liu Feng's legs.

“Your Tang Sword is also quite nice. And the nicks on the blades of the two men from Nihon are much larger.” Liu Feng hopped up, and wielded his machete at the opponent's neck.

One attacked from the top, while the other attacked from below. Both dodged each other's attack and then rushed at each other once again.

“So, so fast!”

At the moment, Chengying Sword came to, and he happened to see Liu Feng fighting with the Death King candidate. The flickering light from both blades were reflected in his eyes. According to the super military king's judgment, he could not have endured any of their attacks, if he were in the fight.

They were equivalent in moving speed and blade skills. And both showed no signs of retreating, and were fighting to seize the first available opportunity.

Puff!

After more than 30 rounds, their blades pa.s.sed through each other at the same time.

The outer layer of Liu Feng's bullet-proof vest was cut by the Tang Sword, while Liu Feng's machete ripped off the right sleeve of the Death King candidate, making a shallow wound on the lateral side of his arm.

Puff!

After 60 attacks, Liu Feng's machete made a cut on the opponent's left shoulder, which was half a foot long and one inch deep, and a stream of blood spurted quite a distance away.

Meanwhile, the Tang Sword of the Death King candidate made a wound on Liu Feng's left arm, which was so deep that his bone was exposed.

“Haha! The so-called greatest kung fu of Celestial Empire is nothing at all.” It seemed that the Death King candidate did not feel the pain of his wound. Although his blood kept spurting forth, he still continued attacking Liu Feng, with the sword in his hands.

Gamely, Liu Feng gripped his wounded left arm, and performed the footwork, movement and the blade skill to the best of his ability. He kept retaliating and calmly said, “How dare you look down upon the blade skills of Celestial Empire while you're applying the Liuhe blade skill of Celestial Empire. As I can see, you have not practised the Liuhe blade skill to its fullest, yet.”

Puff!

After 100 rounds, their blades caused more wounds on each other's body.

This time, it was Liu Feng who was cut in the left upper abdomen, while the Death King candidate had a cut on the lateral side of his right thigh, which was a deep wound, exposing the bones.

“Yama, your blade is sharp indeed. I've seen enough blade skills of Celestial Empire. And let me prove with this last attack that my blade skill is better than yours, better than the blade skills of Celestial Empire!” The Death King candidate stepped back for the first time, held the Tang Sword by its tip and leapt towards Liu Feng.

“Fine. I'll teach you something, that men from Celestial Empire are the greatest blade masters.” Liu Feng squinted and rushed forward, carrying the machete.