Chapter 30: The Strong Hand
Coming out of the closest passage to the top floor, Roy had to traverse a long corridor to reach the nearest door to the top of the building. There were also three ninjas standing guard on the way, all of whom were eliminated by him.
Barbara sat in front of the computer and watched his actions, her mouth not speaking, but she was still amazed in her heart. Roy's adaptation to the role after putting on the tights is indeed the fastest among the generations of Robin and Batgirl. As for comparing with Batman? She didn't know. Because when Batman first debuted, she was still a naΓ―ve little girl who collected Batman briefings everywhere, and she didn't know how Bruce experienced it at that time.
Barbara coached and trained him for some days, but I don't know if it was because of his quick thinking, and Roy's martial arts ability improved rapidly. But even so, just a few days of training were certainly not enough for him to reach the point where he could kill the trained ninjas of the Assassin League in seconds. His strength lies in the fact that his careful thinking helps him quickly analyze and judge what can help him and hinder him in the scene, and calculate the best way to maximize the efficiency of the equipment in his universal belt and defeat the opponent in the shortest possible time. These assassins, it can be said, were killed in an instant, and they were all a little wronged.
Maybe Roy can beat them in a head-on fight, but not so quickly.
There was no surveillance on the top floor, and unfortunately Barbara had to switch to the first view captured by the camera on the wingrider's helmet to keep up to date with the situation, and couldn't tell him what he was going to face in advance.
Walking up the stairs to the only door to the roof, Roy activated the mask's infrared imaging function, which used thermal imaging to see through the walls to confirm the situation outside.
Infrared imaging painted three figures in his field of vision.
"There are three people out there." Roy whispered, his hand already pressed against the doorknob.
"Of course, I saw it." Barbara replied, biting her soft lips a little nervously, staring at Roy's perspective, not daring to let out, as if she was afraid that the sound of her own breathing would affect his performance.
With his mind quickly anticipating what to do next, Roy burst out of the goal, rolled on the spot, and threw two balls in his hand.
The three of them reacted quickly, drawing their swords in their hands. But they only had time to make this move, and the smoke screen of the high-efficiency smoke bomb provided by Wayne Technology had basically completely covered the battlefield.
The moment he snatched it out, Roy seemed to see a woman among the three.
But the thought was only fleeting, and his movements were swift and agile as he had planned. By turning on the thermal field of view before throwing the smoke bomb, he saves time to acclimatize to the environment - no matter how trained a person needs even a very short time to adapt to the moment he is caught in the darkness or chaos of a smoke screen. And Roy grabbed such a momentary opportunity.
In the smoke screen, the figure flickered, the sound of the collision of the alloy fist and the sword and the slamming of the fist on the person sounded one after another, and in a short moment, it was the sound of falling to the ground with two "poofs" in succession.
Get one, two, three
However, things turned out to be different from his plan.
Just in case, he even threw out a remote-controlled batrang that could be programmed to fly in the trajectory he wanted, distracting him by the sound of the remote-controlled dart passing behind the enemy, and then taking advantage of the opportunity to surprise himself from the opposite direction. It worked, knocking out both of them in an instant, but when he threw his punch at the third man, the man took a completely blind attitude to the sound of darts passing behind him, and opened his palm to catch his fist.
It's not completely invisible in the smoke screen, it's just that visibility is so low that almost only veneers can see clearly. Since this person caught Roy's fist so accurately, it means that he made such a response at the moment when he saw that Roy's fist was already very close. But what kind of reaction speed is this!?
However, judging from the feel of this punch, the palm is not big, the fingers are thin, it should be between the woman's electric light and flint, and Roy quickly made this judgment in his mind.
After the man blocked the blow, he immediately flew up and kicked out without stopping. It was obviously invisible, but it was extremely fast and accurate, which made Roy, who had vision at this time, have no time to dodge, and was kicked in the abdomen and flew out.
I can't see it.,Guess the height and orientation of his chest and abdomen by catching the position of the opponent's fist?,It's a lot of strength.,No.,It's not a lot of strength.,It should be said that the angle and force skills are very powerful.γ These thoughts crossed Roy's mind.
By this time, the smoke screen had gradually dissipated. Roy turned off the thermal imaging and saw a tall, perfectly curved red-haired woman slowly walk out of the smoke. She held the long sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword flickered with a little cold light, as if it was fused with the murderous aura released from her body.
"Huh!?" Barbara cried out in amazement.
Roy half-squatted up and pressed the headphones: "Oracle, this woman is very powerful, do you know her identity?" β
"Of course she's very powerful," Barbara said in a non-worrying tone, "she's the biological daughter of the ninja master Lei Xiaogu. Her name is"
"Talia." The red-haired woman in a black power suit took the initiative to report her name, "Honor should be given to the soldiers who are about to die in battle, and you should also report your name." β
The daughter of a ninja master?
Roy stood up, put on a posture and said coldly, "If you want to know my name because you think I'm going to die here, then I'm still PASSING." It's never too late for you to talk about it when it's ready. β
Talia smiled sewitchingly, her eyes filled with disdain, "You might as well try." β
Roy hurried to grab it, and a whipleg swept towards Talia's side.
Talia smiled contemptuously, and her sword was raised, like a flash of silver light piercing through the air.
Fast!
Roy's pupils closed, he didn't expect this woman's sword to be so fast, no matter what kind of defense he made, it didn't seem to be very late. However, at this moment, he was unconventional, quickly adjusting his body and moving his chest to the sword light.
"Ding!"
The silver light stopped at the fiery bat mark.
According to the common sense of fighting, the key points of the henchmen should be protected, and for the same reason, Batman's armor design also pays more attention to the protection of the chest armor against the impact force. Because of this, at this critical moment, Roy urgently used the armor that protected the vital points as a shield to resist the sword.
Such an unreasonable move obviously made Taliya, who was superb in swordsmanship, not expect, and her movements were slightly sluggish. Talia's swordsmanship just now was going extremely fast, and this lag immediately disrupted the rhythm and became an opportunity for Roy to counterattack.
Roy quickly unleashed a more comfortable grappling move, attacking not Talia herself, but her sword. Because generally speaking, the deeper a person's attainment in a weapon, the greater the loss of the weapon's combat effectiveness. If she takes the sword from her hand, maybe the chances will be greater.
But Talia is clearly not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Although Roy tried to force the sword with his gloves and invulnerability, Talia's sword light pointed at the weak joints of his armor one after another, and in just three or five moves, the initiative seemed to be back in Talia's hands.
"It's clever, but it's not strong." Talia commented with a smile, and "brushed" in her hand to attack three more swords.
Roy didn't say a word, looking as if he was struggling to reply.
But just then, Talia suddenly heard the sound of something in the back of her head speeding towards the air.
"What!?"
Talia was startled, and didn't have time to roll on the spot, only to look up to find that it was a batrang that was whirling and flying, and it was just dangling behind her head, even if she stood still, she wouldn't be hit.
Yes, the batmang, this is the remote-controlled batrang that Roy designed his route to throw the moment he released the smoke bomb. Theoretically, a remote-controlled batarang would follow a designed route before hitting any obstacle and stopping, and the top floor of Wayne Tower coincidentally had almost no obstacles.
So Roy had been waiting all the time, waiting for the chance to fly the remote-controlled batrang and come back.
But Talia made a complicated action like rolling, and Roy, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, of course did not let go of this opportunity, stepped forward, made a false move to lure Talia to defend, and took the opportunity to grab the long sword with a grappling hand.
Talia quickly backed away and readjusted. Roy threw the weapon he had snatched away, not intending to use it.
The reason is simple, because he doesn't know swordsmanship. Rather than risk being taken away by the other party with a weapon that you are not good at, it is better not to use it at all.
Talia casually caught the remote control dart flying past her and threw it on the ground, shook her red hair, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are indeed very clever and promising." If the strength is a little stronger, the future is limitless. I'm sure my father will be happy if you join the League of Assassins. β
Roy raised his fist again: "If you can beat me first, I'll think about it later." β
Talia smiled brightly, "Really? Then I might as well tell you another secret, that is, I am as proficient in boxing as I am in swordsmanship. β