The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 605 - : Deadly Trap_1

Chapter 605: Chapter 605: Deadly Trap_1

At this moment Keith Herbet seemed to fuse with the long knife in his hand, his entire being exuding a sharp aura capable of severing anything.

The murderous intent emanating from him firmly locked onto Greg Jensen, as if in the next second he would decapitate him on the spot.

Archie Barnett, meanwhile, donned a pair of brass knuckles and began to circle around Greg Jensen.

The two coordinated seamlessly, one locking down their target, the other searching for an opening.

In an instant, they had constructed a death trap.

Greg Jensen chuckled as his blood surged, rushing into the Twilight Snow Knife.

Whizz!

A ghostly wail, akin to the howling of wolves, seemed to explode right next to their ears, causing Keith Herbet and Archie Barnett’s expressions to tighten.

“Be careful, that knife seems to be somewhat strange.”

“Go in directly!”

Archie Barnett, fearing that hesitation might lead to trouble, growled lowly and threw a punch through the air.

Roar!

True Qi condensed into the form of a fierce tiger that roared and charged at Greg Jensen.

Dragons rose from clouds, tigers rode the wind!

The aura of the king of beasts erupted in the woods.

In a flash, fierce winds blew, bolstering the punch, and its power soared to new heights!

Lesley Davis, looking disheveled and staring at Greg Jensen with an angry face, was revitalized by the scene.

“Nice punch!”

Lesley Davis, excitedly dancing with his hands and feet, was certain that this punch would surely take down Greg Jensen, if not killing him outright then seriously wounding him.

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Greg Jensen casually swung his hand, and his True Qi surged out, forming a crescent moon that rushed towards the approaching tiger.

Puff!

The two collided, and the tiger, which was solidified from True Qi, crumbled like paper mache under the touch of the sword Qi, dissipating into countless streams of True Qi that scattered away.

Keith Herbet, momentarily stunned, hurriedly swung his sword in response while shouting, “Old Sun, go!”

Archie Barnett was also taken aback, but he swiftly recovered and took the opportunity to rush at Greg Jensen, aiming a punch at his chest while he was occupied with Keith Herbet’s sword.

He was certain, at such a close range, Greg Jensen would surely not be able to dodge, and a smug look spread across his face.

Indeed, just as he had anticipated, Greg Jensen had just blocked Keith Herbet’s sword and had no time to dodge.

However, when his fist landed on Greg Jensen’s body, he immediately sensed something was off.

The punch felt as if it had struck an iron plate, causing his arm to go numb, and even emitting a sound like metal clashing against metal.

“You… you’re an External Sect Master?”

Archie Barnett’s face was filled with shock; he had great confidence in his own fist technique and knew that his punch could easily break stones and split tablets.

He couldn’t believe that hitting Greg Jensen would be like striking an unharmed person; Greg Jensen merely stepped back slightly and then stabilized his stance.

How could this be possible?

Just then, Keith Herbet suddenly bellowed, “Old Sun, watch out!”

Archie Barnett was jolted awake, looked up, and saw a blade light like a ribbon swing, occupying his entire field of vision.

The next second, he felt a chill on his neck, warm blood gushing out, and all his strength seeped away with his blood.

He clutched his neck, his eyes wide with terror as if wanting to say something, but he could only make a “heh heh” sound.

“Old Sun!”

Keith Herbet’s eyes were filled with fury; what he thought was a sure win turned into a scene where Archie Barnett was killed after just an encounter.

Lesley Davis standing under the tree was stunned as well; he couldn’t have imagined that even an expert from Healington would be killed by Greg Jensen’s blade.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

Lesley Davis instinctively moved behind the tree and, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, turned and ran into the darkness.

If he didn’t run now, he would die here!

However, he had barely gotten far when a sudden cold light shot toward him at high speed, piercing into his major acupoints.

Thump!

Lesley Davis felt his entire body go numb, without a trace of sensation, as he fell down straight as a board.

At this moment, it was as if his body didn’t belong to him; apart from his eyes, he couldn’t move anything.

Keith Herbet’s eyes narrowed, a nameless chill rising in his heart as sweat broke out in the palm of his hand, and he could barely hold onto his knife.

From such a distance, and with Lesley Davis running, Greg Jensen had actually managed to hit an acupoint with a silver needle.

This level of control was not something that a regular beginner in the path of martial arts could achieve.

Just what realm was Barry Wolfe at?

Keith Herbet stared intently at Greg Jensen, his heart filled with indecision.

He was hesitating whether to run or not!

“Old Sun…”

Archie Barnett struggled a few times before his breathing stopped completely, his eyes wide open in death, refusing to close.

Sorrow filled Keith Herbet’s heart as scenes of his acquaintanceship with Archie Barnett flashed through his mind.

Back then, they had just become Dark Energy Martial Artists, and during a trade, they had encountered an ambush.

After repelling their powerful enemy, the two of them became friends, discussing everything and sharing life and death together.

Later, they joined Healington together, advanced to the Master Realm, and became martial artists on the path.

It had been over thirty years to this day.

A friend of thirty years had died right before his eyes—how could he just run away?

No, absolutely not!

Keith Herbet gripped the knife in his hand, his sweaty hand making the hilt creak.

He slowly raised his knife, gritting his teeth, and said in a deep voice, “Come on then, let’s continue!”

Greg Jensen raised his eyebrows in surprise and said with a frown, “Is it worth it? Do you have a reason to continue?”

“To avenge a good friend, isn’t that reason enough?”

Keith Herbet’s response was almost a roar.

“It’s enough, but aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“Afraid, but you killed my old friend!”

“I see.”

Greg Jensen nodded slightly, calmly saying, “Then I will fulfill your wish!”

“Kill!”

Keith Herbet suddenly roared and charged toward Greg Jensen.

Greg Jensen, however, with a clang, sheathed the Twilight Snow Knife and then flicked his left hand, sending a streak of sword light that suddenly expanded, gently pushing it forward.

Using his strongest move was a sign of respect for Keith Herbet!

“Flying Swords?”

Keith Herbet was first shocked, then a relieved smile appeared on his face. Seeing that he could not evade it, he still raised his long knife over his head.

Then he chopped down fiercely in the direction of Greg Jensen.

“Kill!”

The deafening roar seemed to express all his anger, but it stopped abruptly after the streak of sword light passed.

Thump!

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Keith Herbet fell to the ground, next to Archie Barnett, with a smirk still on his lips, smiling even in death.

Greg Jensen casually summoned back the Sword of Coagulated Frost, looking at Keith Herbet’s body for a while, then used the Flying Swords to blast a hole in the ground and placed the two bodies into it.

After filling the grave, he arranged a few stones to serve as makeshift tombstones.

Lesley Davis, lying on the ground, had witnessed the entire process of Greg Jensen killing and burying the bodies, his eyes full of intense regret.

He now deeply regretted everything.

He had thought that by successfully handling this task, he would gain more say in the eighteen cities of Jiangnan, but not only had he failed to accomplish the task, he had also implicated himself.

This was big trouble!

Watching Greg Jensen finish dealing with the bodies and walking towards him, Lesley Davis’s heart was filled with fear, and even his pupils began to tremble.