The bandit leader finally made a move, and as for why he deliberately announced it before making a move, it may also be based on some kind of behavioral norms of warriors from another world.

In short, with a textbook roar, the body of the bandit leader rushed forward with a violent momentum.

The blade of the steel sword was pressed in front of Alice in an instant, and the blade was wrapped with a brass-colored mist, turning into a heavy air pressure.

Alice seemed to be intimidated by the pressure, and she remained motionless, as if she could only watch the blade fall to her defenseless neck.

- So fast!

The bizarre acceleration that almost defies the laws of physics, and human eyesight is simply unable to adapt to such drastic dynamic changes, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the bandit leader may seem to have disappeared from the field of vision.

Even Alice couldn't help but be taken aback, and only narrowly avoided the falling blade.

The hollowed-out blade burrowed into the floor and exploded, creating an aftermath that stirred up a strong wind that sent Alice's petite body back several steps.

Not only the speed, but also the strength was unexpectedly heavy.

Immediately after, a second slash followed, with almost no gaps.

It's just a simple slash, but it rolls up a sharp wind that even the wooden floor is torn.

The attack of the bandit leader is very different from that of the minions.

Not only is it powerful, but even the moves are also clear-eyed.

Although they are all rough sword slashes, the strong use of the waist and limb joints, the stride footwork that is as steady as Mount Tai, everything is very in line with the basic principles of "martial arts", and has reached the realm that can be called "swordsmanship".

Not only that, but while he performs swordsmanship, it is also accompanied by that mysterious aura, just like the "sword qi" deduced in martial arts movies, even if he doesn't hit the target directly, even the extension of the slash will be damaged.

Alice, who didn't know anything about this, had to hold an observational attitude for the time being, and continued to dodge silently.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!Stinky girl, can you beat Lao Tzu just by dodging and dodging!ahhh

The attacks all missed, causing the bandit leader to make an anxious provocation.

He believes that Alice cannot resist her overwhelming power and can only flee in a hurry.

Actually, it's not the case.

If you put aside the incredible "sword qi", as far as the "sword technique" itself is concerned, it does not pose much of a threat to Alice at all.

This is also a matter of course, after all, in the eyes of martial artists, the "swordsmanship" of the bandit leader is still very rough, relying too much on the straight line attack of wide opening and closing, and does not understand the change of virtual and real at all, at best, it can only be called "solid", and it is still far from "subtle".

The seemingly exaggerated power and speed may be useful in the battle with the beast. But for the best martial artists, dodging is a breeze.

"Okay then......"

And then...... Alice's eyes lit up suddenly, and the atmosphere of the whole person changed dramatically.

"It's my turn—"

Instead of dodging, Alice raised her palm and stepped forward, unable to see what was happening for a moment.

For a moment, the bandit leader felt the sky spin for a while, and his body was like a wheel that was out of control, rolling violently along the floor, and finally crashing headlong into the wall.

Fortunately, the mysterious "aura" wrapped around his body, forming a layer of armor to protect his body, so that he did not die as easily as other minions.

"What, what!?"

The bandit leader struggled to his feet, roaring and unleashing another round of attacks.

"Drink, ah, ——!"

The speed is better than the square, but unfortunately, the anxiety makes the trajectory of the sword swing rougher, and this time, you can see Alice's way of coping.

When she was facing the enemy, I saw her unhurriedly push forward with her left palm, accurately against the raised elbow of her right hand, which is an astonishing response that can only be made when she has completely seen through the opponent's movements.

No matter how powerful a slash is, once it is pinned down before it is attacked, it will not be able to exert its full power.

After defusing the attack with ease, Alice maintained her posture and simultaneously struck her right palm, slapped the bandit leader on the waist and abdomen, and then swirled her palms in the air, as if drawing a circular pattern in the air.

The giant body of the bandit leader was easily thrown out, just like before, buried in the wall not far away, like a tumbling wheel.

Spiral twisting - this is the integration of "will, energy, and force", and the unique concept of strength of [Baguazhang].

The limbs of the body flow in a circle, moving outside and static inside, and it is about to explode at the moment of blocking.

The internal strength that is as fierce as thunder can put the enemy out of the search in an instant.

This time, the bandit leader couldn't stand up immediately, and forced a blood clot in his throat, filling his mouth with the smell of rust.

Even if he strengthened his muscles like steel, he still couldn't resist the terrifying penetrating strength, and the two blows just now caused a lot of damage to his internal organs.

"Are you still conscious...... it's really hard to fight, uncle, but it's almost enough, and the result will be the same if you try a few more times. ”

Now, no matter how much the bandit leader doesn't want to believe it, he has to accept that he will never be the opponent of the girl in front of him.

He struggled to his feet with his sword, and cast a cursed angry gaze at the noble girl who was cute in appearance but incredibly strong.

- It's not fair, it's so unfair!

Every part of Alice's body made the bandit leader angry.

Reminiscing about his life.

Of course, bandit leaders are not born in the grass.

He was once born in an ordinary farming family, and learned farming from his parents since he was a child.

A few acres of land and a small number of livestock are enough for him, his parents and sister, and a family of four to live a hard but fulfilling life.

Until the day when the demonic beasts that escaped from the mountains and forests attacked the village.

The tragic scene of that time is still vivid in my mind, with bright red lizards spitting flames from their mouths, causing farmland and houses to burn.

It was a high-level magical beast called the Flame Lizard, which belonged to the lower dragon species and was classified as the most dangerous B+ level.

Normally, B+-level magical beasts require a team of hundreds of people just to drive them away, in short, they are by no means an opponent that ordinary farmers can deal with.

There is no other way but to abandon your home and run away.

However, the father did not understand this, and the stupid man, wielding a hoe and a firewood knife, threw himself madly at the fiery monster and burned it to black coals along with his wife.

The insignificant struggle failed to leave a single scratch on the scales of the scorching lizard, leaving only a pair of helpless orphans.

At that time, the teenager was forced to take his sister and embark on a journey to survive.

But the two of them had their belongings, and the little possessions they had left, were also deceived after arriving in a port city.

The boy sold his labor, was beaten by ruffian sailors, and called to and fro like a livestock, and he struggled until he fainted from a serious illness.

When he woke up again, he was on the bed in the hospital, and his sister was nowhere to be seen.

It turned out that in order to save enough money for medical treatment, my sister sold herself as a slave to a slave trader.

In port cities, female slaves were often sold onto cargo ships, and they were used as vents by sailors who sailed all year round.

In the filthy cabin, the disgruntled strong man will use the most brutal methods to vent his bestial desires.

Soon after, when he saw his sister again, she was an unrecognizable corpse, dumped from a cargo ship in port along with garbage.

The boy was stunned, he couldn't imagine what kind of abuse he had suffered to make his sister become the miserable situation in front of him.

However, he also understood.

There is no such thing as fairness and goodwill in the world, there are only the jungle of the jungle.

The opponent, whether it is a human or a monster, the weak side, will be devoured.

So, in order not to be bullied again, there is only one way to be the strong and the one who bullies the weak.

For the rest of his life, he went to war, worked as a mercenary, honed his combat skills, and survived the harsh environment.

Twenty years have passed, and he has become stronger, and he is already strong enough to defeat the B+-level demonic beasts that burned his homeland back then.

However, this is not enough to fill the emptiness and hunger in the heart.

He fell into the grass and indulged his resentment against the world.

Killing, snatching, humiliation are repeated—using all means to spread pain, as if this is the only way to give the soul a little comfort.

But today, the girl who stood in the way of the bandit leader.

——Born in a noble family that doesn't know hard work, with a beautiful appearance.

Not only that, Alice is the same age as she was when she was powerless, she could only watch her parents being consumed by the flames, but she had already mastered the skills of the battle that was enough to overwhelm dozens of adult men from the front.

Her dazzling presence seems to be a merciless mockery of her own life.

- Heaven is intolerable...... How can this kind of girl be allowed to live in the world!?

"Well, Miss, you won...... Lao Tzu surrendered ......"

The bandit leader smirked, letting the sword slip from his hand, and raised his hands to show that he would not resist.

Alice, who heard this, relaxed her expression.

However, she didn't know that unlike the novel, in reality, the real three indiscriminate, even if you fight to the death, will never give up.

Seizing the moment of Alice's slackness, the bandit leader quickly ripped off the cloth bag around his waist and sprinkled the powder in the bag towards Alice's face.

The irritating pain immediately hit Alice's mouth, nose, and eyes, causing her to let out a grief, covering her face and retreating.

This kind of obscene trick, why has the bandit leader used it a hundred times?

And for the "teenager" who only fights fairly with people on the sports field, how can she guess?

Alice was distracted, and the despicable enemy certainly wouldn't give her a chance to regroup, and delivered a full-weight knee to the girl's face.

The head was struck, blood spurted from his nostrils, and his petite body rolled on the ground.

The situation was reversed, and the girl tasted the bitter consequences of a moment of softness.

The bandit leader raised his right leg and stomped on the joint of Alice's right arm.

The thin white arm snapped in the opposite direction with a crisp sound, and the pain of a dislocation that was enough to make an adult man faint on the spot made Alice let out a heart-rending scream.

"Hah...... Hahahaha——! stinky girl!What's the matter——! throw me out again to see!hahahahaha——!"

The bandit leader turned back, picked up his sword unhurriedly, and returned to Alice's side.

He smiled cruelly, thinking that he would never kill the girl in a painful way, but would cut off her limbs one by one, and then cut off her tongue, and then sell her as a hunting toy to the slave traders, so that she could also taste the pain that his sister had suffered.

Licking his lips with his tongue, the bandit leader aimed at the original right arm, and his hand raised and fell—

Immediately after, the sound of liquid splattering sounded.

"Huh......?"

Something was wrong, because, the long sword was inexplicably out of his hand.

With an incredulous look, the bandit leader turned his gaze to his wrist.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

The sight that leaped into his eyes made him unable to close his mouth, and he let out a sharp inhalation from the depths of his throat.

Because, gone, there is no way to find the arm that originally grew there.

All that was left was the torn flesh and bones, and the blood was spurting outwards violently.

"Wow, ah, ah——! my hand - ahhh——!!h

It wasn't until he recognized the tragic injury that the burning pain came too late.

Alice, I don't know when, has been standing in front of the bandit leader again.

And in her left hand, she was holding her torn arm.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of brute force it is to tear a human limb apart with one hand.

Alice's face was still injured, and for some reason the irritating powder still made her unable to open her eyes, and the elbow of her right hand was still dislocated.

However, the aura emanating from her body was as suffocating as a demonic beast.

"I X...... Despicable villain......!"

Alice's intermittent, blood-vomiting curse began, and then began a deafening roar, not at all like the terrible sound that a little girl could make, as if it were some dangerous beast.

She waved away the bandit leader's severed arm, and at the same time held her broken arm, forcibly straightened the elbow joint, and pushed it inward, and after a crisp sound of bone friction, she forced the dislocated joint back into place.

The bandit leader instinctively realizes that the girl is far more dangerous than before, and must kill her before she can regain her sight.

At the moment of life and death, he used his remaining arm to quickly pick up the long sword on the ground and swing an unprecedented blow at Alice.

But the moment the blade almost touched Alice's snow-white skin, there was no way to advance even a single point.

The bandit leader didn't expect that Alice, even with her eyes closed, would be able to catch his swinging sword wrist in the air without any difference.

The wrist was tightly clamped, and the bandit leader could not move, and hurriedly raised his right leg in an attempt to kick the girl away.

And just before her right foot left the ground, Alice made a preemptive move.

The girl's counterattack was unexpected, and she leaned over and threw a shoulder blow against the bandit leader's abdomen.

Originally, with the weight of an eight-year-old girl, even a flying collision with all her strength could not shake the burly man.

However, Alice's collision was more powerful than expected, and the fierce strength and the delicate style when she swam her palms were like the two of them.

The impact of just one body position was enough to penetrate the "aura" of the bandit leader's protective body, and at the same time shatter at least two or three of his ribs.

[Iron Mountain Lean] - This is a simple and strong move in [Bajiquan].

There are extremely strict requirements for footwork and waist method, and only after years of continuous training can we grasp the essentials of rhythm and body style.

The [Iron Mountain Lean] is not brute force, but the incomparably strong internal strength, and a skilled boxer can even easily break a thick and round wooden stake.

The bandit leader took the next move in an unsuspecting posture, and he could not resist the fierce onslaught.

The air in the lungs was squeezed dry, the balance of the whole body completely collapsed, and the whole body fell backwards.

Alice took a step, her right fist tightened around her waist and was about to come out - originally, the role of Iron Mountain was to force the flaw and create an opportunity for the next winning blow.

The bandit leader was stunned as he saw a dazzling light shining from the girl's body.

The dazzling golden glow penetrated Alice's feet, hips, shoulders, elbows, fists—and at the end of that tiny arm burst out like the breath of a dragon, as if it could shake the mountains.

The bandit leader finally realizes that he was very wrong.

The girl wasn't just good at clever moves, she just didn't hit her full strength.

Alice's body exudes a golden glow, which is a legendary power that can only be "comprehended" by warriors who have reached the "Holy Rank" in rumors—the fighting spirit of gold.

Warriors with "golden fighting spirit" are said to be able to compete with the dragons who stand on top of creatures.

There was no time to repent, and the bandit leader could only watch as a punch wrapped in blinding brilliance shot into the chest.

In fact, his eyesight was simply not enough to capture the trajectory of this punch.

A golden glow that soared into the sky flashed like a cannon.

Half of the building's façade is gone.

The roof of the chamber of commerce headquarters next door was blown off a large area.

Even the clouds in the sky were drilled into a big hole, and the shining stars on the other side of the clouds became the last thing the bandit leader could see.