NovelEnglishNumber 24 folded his arms and sized up Number 95 with scorn and disbelief.
He couldn't help but scoff at the sight of the skinny, hobbling kid stepping into the ring. He felt that Number 95
had underestimated the challenge ahead.
"Although you're tall and muscular, it doesn't mean you can beat me," Number 95 stated flatly.
"I can't beat you?" Number 24 chuckled.
He taunted, "Kid, do you even know what you're saying? With your twig-like frame, | could squash you with one
hand!"
"Really? Why don't you give it a try?" Number 95 remained unfazed as he stared at Number 24 without flinching.
Despite his smaller stature, he emitted a strong presence.
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"Fine. It seems like you won't get it until I school you!" Number 24 sneered as he drew his long blade out of its
sheath.
Meanwhile, Number 95 remained unfazed as he casually leaned on his crutches.
"What are you waiting for? Draw your weapon!" Number 24 pointed his blade at him aggressively.
"I don't need a weapon to deal with you," Number 95 replied calmly and dominantly.
"What?" Number 24's expression hardened, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Kid, you will regret this!"
Feeling underestimated by his opponent, he wasted no tand charged forward with his blade.
There were no fancy moves or tricks. He just gripped the hilt and brought it down hard on Number 95's shoulder.
It was a simple yet effective strike with no frills, but it packed a punch.
Number 95 had only two choices—attack or dodge. Given their size difference, he knew launching an attack
wasn't the wisest choice.
But dodging would just give Number 24 more room to keep pressuring him.
For Number 24, no matter which option his opponent chose, there was only one possible outcome: defeat.
Faced with Number 24's blade, Number 95 didn't dodge or step back. Instead, he lifted his crutch and aimed it at
Number 24 from a distance.
Three poison needles shot out from his crutch, which targeted Number 24's vital spots.
"Hmm?" Number 24's eyes narrowed as he swiftly shifted his attack to defense.
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The blade deflected the first needle. Still, its impact caused his body to tremble and left his arm numb.
The second needle struck his blade, and it knocked it from his grip.
At the stime, the third needle swiftly hit Number 24's chest while he was defenseless.
He cried out and was thrown several yards before crashing hard to the ground, leaving him immobilized.
Upon witnessing this, everyone was stunned. They struggled to comprehend what had just transpired.
Nobody expected the fight to end so abruptly. With just one move, the imposing Number 24 was left sprawled on
the ground.
The victory was obtained with surprising ease.
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