Winner Takes All

"Huh?!"

In the darkness, Iga's frightened voice suddenly sounded.

That was also the only sound he lurked until now since he disappeared.

After the voice, the corridor was again deadly silent.

But that time, Iga didn't launch an attack immediately.

In the ward, when the sound of metal fighting sounded again, Amber and the others, who had got gooseflesh, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, what happened after provoked more anxiety and tensions.

When he heard that Jack was about to close his eyes and fight, Mr. Ward's expression changed greatly.

Being observant and alert was the key factor for a fighter during a battle.

Unless you had been specially trained for a long time and rigorously, it would be very hard to identify the so-called listening position.

"The Young Master closed his eyes, and he lost one of his senses. Even if his sight was greatly affected by the darkness, it's still better than nothing!"

Mr. Ward sighed with trepidation. Jack's move was too dangerous to Mr. Ward, and that was no different from stepping into the gate of hell.

Hearing the lament of Mr. Ward, Amber, who was already extremely nervous, struggled to get out of the bed.

"Amber, what are you doing?"

Steve Knight hurriedly supported Amber, but actually, he blocked her.

"I'm going to see Jack, I'm worried about him..."

Amber's eyes were red and her pale face was full of terror.

But Mr. Ward turned around brazenly.

He scolded with a cold expression, "Going out now would only distract the Young Master and put him in a greater danger, stay in the ward!"

His stern voice made Steve and Amber stunned at the same time.

Everybody knew, Mr. Ward had rarely spoken in that offensive way to Mrs. Hughes.

Seeing that Amber was still hesitating, Mr. Ward said simply, "If Mrs. Hughes is so obstinate, then you can't blame me for being rude." That was obviously a threat.

In the ward, the three of them were at a stalemate.

In the dark corridor, as Jack closed his eyes, his ears quivered slightly.

In the silent corridor, at that moment, his ears would be able to catch even the faint sound of the wind.

Jack leaned against the wall and didn't move.

He twisted his brows tightly, held the wheelchair armrest with both hands and kept a mid-air posture.

That allowed him to switch between attack and defense in a split second.

From time to time, Jack's head turned to one direction, and he tried hard to hear and get into more detail.

Without the interference of the field of vision, he needed less energy to find the target with his sight.

At that moment, all the energy was focusing on both ears, and the previous impetuous and fearful emotions gradually calmed down.

Time seemed to have become particularly slow.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a blast of wind.

"Over here!"

As soon as Jack's ears moved, he didn't have the slightest hesitation, and the wheelchair armrest of his right hand was smashed out with buzzing sound.

Clang!

In the darkness, a cluster of sparks exploded.

At the same time, Iga's exclamation sounded.

In a flash, Jack struck a blow which made hi excited, and he didn't stop at all, but kept waving the armrest of the wheelchair with his left hand and hitting hard. Clang!

In the darkness, another cluster of sparks exploded.

"Fuck!"

Iga cursed, but the force of the second blow of Jack made him fly back directly.

Once again, the corridor was dead silent.

Jack stopped immediately and, leaning on the wall, listened carefully.

Inside the ward.

The worried Amber, Mr. Ward and Steve were all stunned.

Even if the three of them didn't witness with their own eyes the short fight and Iga's curses, they probably knew the result of the fight.

"He...made it?! Young Master...really made it?"

Mr. Ward whispered, his eyes widened in disbelief.

As a warrior, who was at a really high level.

He knew exactly how dangerous it was to close the eyes and give up the ability of the sense of sight.

He also knew very well how difficult it was to practice the ability to discern positions by listening.

But... Jack never practiced!

Anyway...it worked!

"Amber, did you hear? Jack is okay for the time being. Calm down, stay in the bed and don't move. Mr. Ward is right, if we go out now we will only make trouble for Jack."

Steve returned to his sense and quickly started to comfort Amber.

Amber's eyes flickered and her red lips were whistling.

She finally nodded and returned to the hospital bed.

But her red eyes were still staring at the closed door.

"Go on, Iga!"

In the corridor, Jack still leaned on the wall, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth with a joking and provocative attitude.

He was instantly reassured by the success of his blow.

Actually, it was the first time that Jack got the upper hand in the battle between him and Iga after the corridor's lights disappeared. Although he didn't hurt Iga, at least it proved that his idea was right!

Rustle...rustle...

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a knife scratching the wall suddenly sounded in the dark corridor.

Jack's ear moved, but he didn't rush away immediately to follow the sound.

Because the sound was still some distance away.

Suddenly, the sound of a knife scratching the wall came from another direction.

Rustle...rustle....

Jack frowned.

Strange. How could it come from two directions?

He was sure that he and Iga were the only people in the whole corridor.

Iga just admitted that only two Ninja Lords came there.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

What was more, it was not him for being arrogant, but only a high-level master like Iga would have been able to do that kind of assassination. No matter how many killers came, they were all for nothing. Just sneaking into the hospital hiding from the sight of thousands of people, they couldn't do it.

Rustle...rustle...

The sound of a knife scratching the wall came from the original direction.

That made Jack, who was able to take his bearings with his ear, fall immediately in a dilemma.

There was clearly only one person.

But the sound appeared alternately from the left and right sides in succession.

Which side would Iga....really be?

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the wind whistled and blew.

On the left!

Jack found out the direction in an instant, raised the wheelchair armrest in his left hand and swung out directly.

And yet.

As he turned to attack, a blast of wind rose behind him.

Jack got gooseflesh, the katana ripped through the air and slashed ferociously. Even the top of his head could feel the pain of being torn apart.

At the critical moment.

"Ah!"

Jack was sneering suddenly.

Immediately, his figure slammed forward, pulling away from the katana, and, at the same time, he raised the wheelchair armrest with his right hand to block directly upwards.

After turning to the left, the wheelchair armrest swung forward, but at that time, it reversed its direction in great flexibility instantly and Jack avoided the attack and went backwards with very strange posture. Clang! Sparks splashed overhead.

Bang!

The wheelchair armrest that Jack waved with his left backhand hit Iga at the same time.

Iga snorted and immediately backed away.

Jack lifted his right foot and kicked the wall fiercely. Using his rebound force, he launched himself directly against Iga. The wheelchair armrest in his right hand, which was blocking the katana, went along the katana blade with a loud scraping sound and burst out a large amount of sparks!

"No. it's impossible. How did you know?" Iga exclaimed in the dark.

The sparks caused by the friction between the katana and the wheelchair armrest faintly illuminated his face and his eyes, the only part he exposed, he was frightened as if he was watching a ghost.

Bang!

Jack turned around abruptly and faced Iga directly.

He smiled, "In the dark, even if you have been trained, your night vision would not be better than mine, and you forgot that listening to a sound not only can determine the position, but also the distance. When you made that sound by using a rope to pull the sword inserted in the wall, the distance never changed..."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐