"Against you, wooden knives, that's enough."

And Damian, who heard this, couldn't help but grit his teeth, indeed, with Xingle's sword, his sword skills are still insufficient, even if he is replaced with a real sword, he may not be able to do it like Xingle, a sword to cut off a big tree that can only be cut by two or three people.

Looking at it this way, Xingle is really terrifying.

But... I won't just give in!

Damian, who thought so, rushed forward again, swung his sword and slashed at Xingle, he was not so delicate, and he fell down after being slashed by Xingle.

“！！！” But Xingle suddenly took the knife with his backhand, slid and slashed with a draw, and then withdrew his hand, and the entire handle of the knife was deceived into Damian's arms, and finally Xingle stabbed forward with a knife handle and slammed into Damian's arms, knocking Damian back several meters.

"Skill alone won't win me, give me a snack."

When Xingle said this, he didn't have the usual warmth at all, but just listening to it made people tremble a little.

Xingle may not kill people, but he is good at killing your will and feelings, this is his best way of fighting, and it is also his most difficult point to overcome, he will always find your human weakness, and even make you feel fear, feel overwhelmed, and feel lost.

And now, that's exactly what he's going to do, he's going to kill Damian's heart from the League of Assassins.

“...！！！”

Damian, gritting his teeth, finally let go of the hand covering his abdomen, he almost didn't let him vomit just now, but it doesn't mean that he will just give in.

So he stood up again and sprinted at Xingle again, and this time, he actually waved the sword flower in front of Xingle, which was... Xingle's sword skills.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Xingle's mouth twitched faintly, and he actually swung out a sword flower, colliding with Damian's sword flower, and finally in terms of speed and proficiency, Xingle poked Damian's chest fiercely with an absolute advantage, and beat Damian more than ten meters away with a sword and rolled to the ground.

And seeing Damian being photographed by Xingle and being beaten to the point of flying out upside down, Dick was a little unbearable, and Alex was even more frightened to cover his mouth, no matter what... That's too much.

And Xingle, looking at Damian's posture almost kneeling on the ground, as if he was looking at an uncompetitive boy, said in a cold voice:

"Hey, hey... It's not like that, is it..."

It's not like that... And why not... I don't know why, this doubt flashed through Damian's mind, and even with such doubts, Damian stood up again, raised the wooden knife in his hand, and sprinted towards Xingle again.

And Xingle... Holding the wooden knife, he pulled the knife to his waist, and made a posture similar to drawing a knife and slashing, looking at the momentum of Damian's forward rush, it was almost the moment when Damian rushed over and was about to swing the knife.

——————！！！

Comparable to the terrifying movement speed of space movement, when Damian came back to his senses, he had already flashed past Xingle's figure, and Xingle's figure was already ten meters behind him, maintaining the action of swinging the knife, he could even feel that his flank, was hit hard, and the knife was slashed... I didn't block it.

couldn't stop it, because, at that moment, the wooden knife in Damien's hand was actually cut off by the wooden knife in Xingle's hand, and then hit his body.

It's such a sharp and terrifying knife, winning himself, winning or losing, needless to say.

“......”

————！ There was no extra room at all, and Damian's body reacted to Damian's condition first, and fell to the ground first, not even having the room to support his body.

“... The weight of the sword, after all, is still too light..."

Retracting his stance, Xingle lowered the wooden knife in his hand, turned to look at Damian who fell over there, just shook his head, and felt the feeling of holding the knife in his hand, Xingle said it like this.

That's right, the feeling of swinging the sword, the feeling of sword to sword, is really too light.

It's not about Damian's physical strength, it's about Damian, the feelings conveyed from the sword, or lightly disappointing Xingle.

Compared with that time, compared to Lei Xiaogu's sword, Damien's sword was light and embarrassing after all.

However, Damian's stubbornness is not so easy to interrupt, at least, he is still trying... Get up.

“... Belch...!!! ”

Every time he moved, it was like every bone was screaming, and the muscles seemed to be unbearable, and frequently sent signals called 'pain' to the brain, as if he was forcing Damian to stop.

But Damian was still forcing himself to fight with his hands, he didn't want to just stop, what the hell was he... For what, just with that guy... It's like a fight...

“... Already... Unknown... Got it..."

Just like this, saying words that even he forgot the meaning of, Damian forced his body hard, trying to get himself up, and he... Almost crawling, he stood on the ground on his feet, holding the wooden knife that had broken two-thirds of the blade in his hand, and he was holding on to the sword.

It was so painful, it was a wooden knife that could only be a short knife, but Damian still stood up, and with his almost trembling body, he couldn't straighten his body... Just like that, he raised the broken knife in his hand and confronted Xingle.

“......”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xingle just looked deeply at Damian, who seemed to be powerless to look up at him, and then took his own steps.

"Hey, Han, that's enough to say... This kid has..."

When Dick saw Xingle step forward, even Dick couldn't bear it, and if he continued to fight like this, Damien's kid would be abolished.

But... Xingle just walked past Damian without doing anything, and Damian, as if he couldn't see it, or didn't notice it, didn't raise his head at all, just kept raising his sword, he couldn't move for a moment, not at all...

"Dick... Send this little ghost who can only be stubborn and make people frightened to the office. ”

Xingle just glanced at Damian, who was already there motionless, and asked Dick to send him into the office, and Xingle himself slammed the wooden knife in his hand into the ground, and then went to open the door of the office.

"Send it back... Hey, do you mean..."

When he heard Xingle say this, Dick thought of a possibility and couldn't help but be a little shocked, because...

Sure enough, when Dick stepped forward to see Damian's state, he saw...

Damian... He had maintained the posture of raising his sword and bending down, and his eyes were already closed.

"Actually... I really fainted while standing..."

Dick couldn't help but be frightened when he saw Damian's state, but it was true, as Xingle said, 'only stubbornness can make people frightened'.

"What a worrying little ghost..."

After sighing, Dick did carry Damian and carried him back as Xingle said......