The first update,
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Whoosh~~
Staring at the towering wall, Qin Fang took a run-up at the base, then rapidly scrambled up the wall as if he truly were a martial arts expert from the novels, ascending to the top of the wall with the agility of soone running across rooftops.
He crouched slightly, then suddenly sprang up, Qin Fang's body catapulted into the air, skimming over the high voltage electric fence and leaping through the air, before darting into the dense forest beyond.
The Capital's forest wasn't plentiful, but the natural environnt surrounding high-end clubs like Chang'an Club was excellent—at least the lush greenery made it more pleasing to the eye.
Yet on this quiet night, within the tranquil forest, peace was destined to be elusive, for bloodshed and slaughter were to unfold under the glow of the full moon.
Qin Fang did not land directly on the ground, but clung to the trunk of a tree.
Wary of ninjas' Ninjutsu, Qin Fang was especially cautious of the favored ninja darts, hidden weapons, and traps of the Japanese ninjas— they were notoriously unpredictable.
Nakamura Shun had deliberately lured him here, and for all Qin Fang knew, traps could have been set up below waiting for him; Qin Fang certainly wasn't going to fall for such a ploy.
Hence, before vaulting over the wall, he had already made a careful choice: the position of this tree, allowing him to climb directly onto it after getting over the fence.
First, to avoid any traps that might be on the ground, and second, to take the opportunity to observe the situation in the forest—knowing both himself and the enemy was the key to victory. Facing such a skillful ninja who could appear and vanish without a trace, Qin Fang had to be extrely careful.
The forest was quiet, without any noise, and felt so empty.
The Capital was quite far north, and the temperature at this ti of year was very low. Although it hadn't started to snow, the birds had mostly migrated south for the winter. Even in such woods, the sound of birdsong was a rarity.
Qin Fang cautiously observed for quite so ti. He knew Nakamura Shun was hiding in this forest, but the ninjas' superior stealth techniques prevented Qin Fang from using the red light of hostile vision to confirm his position.
However, deep in his heart, it was as if a voice kept reminding him—to be careful, more careful, and even more careful...
Slip~~
With a slight loosening of his wrist, Qin Fang's body rapidly dropped toward the ground, while his eyes remained vigilant to all the movents around him, attentive to every likely hiding spot of Nakamura Shun.
The expected traps did not materialize, perhaps because Qin Fang had changed where he climbed the wall, and this wasn't within the covered area... But this did not lower Qin Fang's guard.
The forests in the north were mostly coniferous, with not very large leaves. They ford a soft mat on the ground, walking on which produced almost negligible sound.
But the woods were too quiet; even such faint sounds seed sowhat conspicuous...
Slash~~
A flash of knife light sped past at the edge of the forest, attacking Qin Fang with a velocity so fast it was beyond the limits of human sight.
Looking at Qin Fang now, he seed to have no protection whatsoever, appearing like a live target, seemingly posing no threat at all.
But Qin Fang dared to co here almost entirely exposed because he had sothing to rely on. With a flick of his wrist, the bath towel strapped around his waist suddenly appeared in his hand.
The towel, blown by the wind, imdiately transford into a soft stick. In Qin Fang's hands, it beca as lively as a white serpent, extrely agile.
Clang clang clang~~~
A series of collision sounds emanated from Qin Fang's hands; those gleaming blade lights turned out to be ninja darts, but none could penetrate his blockade under his deft handling, all swept away in a flash.
One-Handed Weapon Mastery was a skill Qin Fang had always been using to increase his proficiency. Although it hadn't reached the advanced level like his Cooking Skill, it was already at the interdiate level.
The bath towel in his hands imdiately went from a simple bathing implent to a potential deadly weapon.
Having dispensed with the ninja darts, Qin Fang's danger was cleared, and the forest returned to its prior calm, as if no one had ever been there.
Qin Fang hid behind a tree, holding the bath towel, with only a short pair of shorts on, wrapping his vital lower body, leaving all other parts of him exposed.
"Nakamura Shun, show so real skill, such petty tricks... are not worth ntioning!"
Nakamura Shun remained concealed in the forest; the little devils' ninjas are essentially assassins—a missed attack would lead them to swiftly escape and hide, continuing to seek a better opportunity to strike.
Being on the defensive was not Qin Fang's style, especially when facing a ninja like Nakamura Shun who can't attack proactively, it would be impossible to win.
Ninjutsu originated from the Five Elents Escape Technique of the Toukotsu Sect. Although it can't compare to the genuine intricacies inherited by a proper lineage like Toukotsu's, the little devils have combined so superficial knowledge with their own characteristics to evolve into the current Ninjutsu, which naturally has its proud rits.
For example, Qin Fang, now facing the dark woods and without the guidance of red light, found the effect of his Scouting Skill greatly diminished.
Unable to pinpoint the target, Qin Fang's Scouting Skill naturally couldn't locate Nakamura Shun's hiding spot, and unless he was extrely lucky, stumbling upon Nakamura Shun's location would be incredibly difficult.
"Young Master Qin really has sharp eyes to recognize ..."
Since Qin Fang was unable to track down Nakamura Shun, and Nakamura Shun had failed to find a better chance to strike after his failed attack, both were biding their ti.
Tangling through language is a good breakthrough; using the voice as a cover could achieve an elent of surprise...
Ninjutsu also has so very unique thods in this regard, for example, Nakamura Shun's voice clearly ca from in front of Qin Fang to the left, but when Qin Fang threw his Scouting Skill in that direction, he found nothing...
Just at that mont, Qin Fang's heart suddenly twisted as he felt an icy chill brush diagonally across his body...
A gleaming katana suddenly appeared, looking so vivid and bright under the moonlight, its blade glowing like the moon—and it was a crescent, swiftly slicing through the air, bearing down on Qin Fang's head and body!
Qin Fang's pupils shrank instantly, he shifted his footsteps slightly, and the towel in his hand imdiately transford into a white soft whip that lashed towards the gleaming blade.
This ti, it was clearly not a Ninja Dart, but a little devil's katana...
The samurai sword from Japan erged from the Tang Sword of Dragon Country; though Tang Swords are rarely seen nowadays, samurai swords have been passed down for a thousand years and have beco almost synonymous with Japanese warriors.
The tachi soared through the air, making a swift assault on Qin Fang.
Qin Fang's towel turned into a soft whip that clashed against it, trying to entangle with the tachi in this manner...
One-Handed Weapon Mastery was a formidable skill; even though Qin Fang rarely used weapons, the towel in his hand was as formidable and flexible as if it were a weapon he used regularly.
Quickly, the soft whip wrapped around Nakamura Shun's tachi... Contrary to the expected scenario where the tachi would slice through the towel, with a slight exertion of strength by Qin Fang, the tachi was imdiately pulled aside by the towel, as if it had no force at all.
"Hm?"
This scene left Qin Fang imnsely surprised and even caused a montary daze.
The damp towel had beco very tough and difficult to cut, and Qin Fang had dared to engage with Nakamura Shun in open combat...
However, Qin Fang had clearly underestimated how troubleso Nakamura Shun could be; as Qin Fang flicked his wrist, the tachi flew into the air without any resistance felt, and was dragged away by the towel in his grasp!
Because of inertia, Qin Fang couldn't swing his arm back in ti, effectively leaving himself without any weapons to rely on at that mont.
Clang~~
Almost at the sa mont as Qin Fang's lapse, Nakamura Shun drew another katana, emitting a clear resonating sound, while a blade light even brighter than before stood upright in the air, and then, right in front of Qin Fang, it beca a bright arc, descending in a gorgeous, dazzling curve toward Qin Fang's head.
At that mont, Qin Fang, whose towel-turned-weapon clearly could not return in ti, saw the blade light about to cleave him in two before his very eyes.
The blade light was like a mirror, allowing Qin Fang even to see the proud gaze of Nakamura Shun beneath the black ninja outfit, as if Qin Fang now had absolutely no way to dodge, awaiting him was a certain doom to be bisected by a single stroke...
At that point, Qin Fang, clad only in a pair of shorts, certainly had no way to conceal any other weapons, and the towel had been his only reliance...
At least that was what Nakamura Shun believed, or what anyone observing Qin Fang would think... But actually?
Obviously, the answer was not so simple. Qin Fang had dared to chase down his attacker, naturally with his own reliance...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it with a recomndation ticket or monthly ticket at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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