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The man continued to walk cautiously forward, his body straightening.

If Chris didn't realize it, he took another step forward.

The Assassin was close, already close to two feet, and one and a half feet was enough to perform the Assassin's massive killing skill, a backstab.

Backstab: A Level 3 assassin skill, a knife that is sent out in the back of an enemy, and the strange angle of the knife is enough to cause a burst of attack power three times in an instant.

The assassin quietly clenched his fist, he didn't plan to use a knife to perform this move, but even if he used a fist to hit the back of this kid's head, it was enough to make him lie on the ground for a long time, a magician, how could he have the physical fitness of a warrior.

Chris's body seemed to be very relaxed, and his eyes were still closed, although he didn't know what this kid was doing, but he saw him close his eyes from time to time after he came out of the magic school district, so it was obvious that he was not aware of what he was doing.

Maybe this kid has been talking like this all along.

The Assassin's body tensed, and he spun forward slightly, turning sideways, his right hand from the bottom up, and his movements increased to the fastest speed, striking at Chris's occipital bone at a diagonal angle of forty-five degrees.

At the same time as the attack, the Assassin's stealth was instantly lifted, but Chris lowered his head in time, and the Assassin's backstab missed, and his upper body could not retract and lean forward.

The assassin was horrified in his heart, how could he see through my invisibility, this is impossible!

Without pause, Chris leaned over, twisted his waist, and reached out with his left hand, smashing between the Assassin's legs, resting on his legs, and with a strong push of his body, his shoulders shrugged, and the Assassin fell heavily to the ground with his back facing the sky.

As soon as he let out a scream, Chris slammed into the Assassin's stomach with a leaning elbow, knocking his scream back into his throat.

And that's not all!

Chris grabbed the Assassin's right hand, and when he lifted it, the Assassin involuntarily rolled over, his right hand was twisted behind him, and he punched him in the crook of his arm, and the Assassin finally screamed in pain as a "click" sounded.

Chris stepped aside.

When I looked back, there were already a few onlookers standing on the steps of the library.

As soon as it happened, someone had already discovered that the time between the Assassins and Chris had been fought was so short that the people who arrived later did not understand what was happening, and only saw a person standing at the bottom of the steps, and a person lying down.

When I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but be surprised that the one who fell to the ground was actually a third-level assassin, but the one standing was a freshman from the magic department.

On the other hand, this is the voice of many people.

The assassin on the ground couldn't care about other people's thoughts at this time, and his back and abdomen were all hit hard, and the most painful thing was naturally his dislocated right hand, which was curled up, and his right hand dragged unnaturally on the ground.

Chris walked over to the Assassin and crouched down, the Assassin was about eighteen or nineteen years old, his young face was covered with sweat, his eyes were glaring at Chris with hatred, and the pain was so severe that he bit his lower lip but could not make a sound.

He is a freshman, so it can be said that he has no enemies, and Chris knows very well that although this assassin is a sneak attack, he does not use weapons, and the meaning of confrontation is obviously greater than that of vendetta.

I have the bottom of my heart.

When his pain subsided slightly, he asked, "Are you tying your head for the sake of the warrior?"

The assassin gritted his teeth, "Not bad. He glared at Chris hatefully, "It's just a scramble, you're so ruthless!"

Chris touched his nose: "I'm sorry, I'm going to keep me safe until I'm sure of your purpose - I'm afraid of pain!"

Assassin and bystander Mu Ran.

You're also a big man, and you're still afraid of pain?

Does it have anything to do with you breaking his hand?

The assassin reacted instantly, this kid is playing tricks on me, this is obviously an excuse.

Whether it was an excuse or not, of course Chris himself knew, and it was indeed not necessary to pull off his right hand, but when he did it, he had more or less guessed the Assassin's intentions.

In the first academy of the continent where there are as many talents as a dog, any one of them is an arrogant master, not to mention that most of them are under the age of twenty, even if they lose once, they may not be sincerely convinced, and they will come to themselves once or twice to make trouble, if they come endlessly, they will be annoyed to death, and if they are not ruthless, the trouble will continue.

If you can't be beaten, you will be scared.

Remove your hands first, then recognize your purpose, and finally decide whether to help you restore the dislocated part.

If the dislocation is restored, the pain of the two times can't let you know that you are afraid, then do it again, and if you are annoyed, you will not be restored.

Of course, Chris admits that he is not that ruthless.

It's just that for a guy like an assassin who can be invisible, if he hadn't learned the method of discovering stealth from meditation by accident this time, I'm afraid that he would be the one who fell to the ground at this moment.

The assassin's face contorted, both painful and angry: "I just wanted to try you." ”

Chris stood up, "If stealth is the way for Assassins to spar, then," he bowed politely, "I'm sorry, apparently I misunderstood... If there is a next time, please be sure to let us know in advance. ”

"......" The assassin was stunned and had nothing to say.

What is the competition, the two sides put themselves on a posture face to face, and after a start, they do their best to defeat the opponent, like themselves, it is obviously a sneak attack.

Therefore, the other party's ruthlessness is also reasonable.

The Assassin's face turned blue and white, and he froze on the ground.

Chriss, who didn't embarrass the other party any longer, picked up the assassin, gently grabbed his right upper arm, pinched his right arm with his right hand, held up his right lower arm with his left hand, pressed his thumb against the bone slit, and pushed it, and heard a slight "click" sound, and had already restored his arm.

The Assassin moved his arm carefully, feeling that he was already in good condition, and he wanted to thank him but felt that something was wrong, and his face was embarrassed.

Chris bowed, "Once again, I'm sincerely sorry that I haven't asked Your Excellency yet..."

The Assassin's eyes were no longer so angry when he looked at Chris, but they were full of fear: "Lawrence... Lawrence Hill. ”

He also bent down and bowed: "I'm very sorry for what I did before, you're right, I was too reckless, I apologize to you." ”

The Hill family, if you remember correctly, is a nobleman in the Southern Temore territory, and its power is not small, but in the southern aristocratic circle, it has a bad reputation, without him, the Hill ruler of this generation, Count Deco Hill is famous for being amorous and lustful, if you say that there are many lovers, the nobles of this era have many lovers, but few lovers have children for them, but it is not a problem at all in front of Lord Count Deco Hill, but this Lord Earl is still principled, and he does not "abandon the chaos from the beginning" After his lover gave birth to a child, he did not do anything like denying or destroying his mouth, but in this way, his descendants inevitably increased, according to unofficial statistics, there were six sons and eight daughters, and Earl Deco Hill brought them all back to the realm and gave them a good life.

Chris's face remained unchanged: "The Hill family of Temor? ”

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