Chapter 701 Not Bad

Elite Amon's body is really strong.

I couldn't help but sigh again.

The elite Amon, who was covered in blood after being chopped by me, became more and more courageous as he fought. His fists and feet were dancing wildly, and the strong wind was blowing. He almost hit my body several times. Fortunately, I dodged in time and resolved the crisis.

The power of lightweight weapons such as machetes cannot be compared with that of battle axes and war hammers, especially since my strength level is not yet high enough to split its thick and tough muscle layer with a thin blade.

If you want to win with strength, you can only use combat skills.

Sighing slightly disappointed, I followed my feeling and used the familiar method to express my murderous intention. In an instant, the style of painting changed.

A layer of pitch-black mist slowly filled the blade of the mountain-opening blade. There were countless tiny red spots in the mist, like the eyes of ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, which was particularly terrifying.

This is the embodiment of the effect of my combat skill ‘resonance’.

The moment 'resonance' was turned on, Amon seemed to sense the crisis. Its huge body took two steps back, then bent down and opened its mouth, revealing its yellow and white teeth, and let out a deafening roar towards me. When he roared, he seemed to be using all his strength!

I only felt a buzzing in my ears - tinnitus.

I raised my little finger and dug my ears. I grinned and said, "My voice is really loud. It can rival Zhang Fei."

With that said, he quickened his pace and approached the elite Amon.

Elite Amon stared at me with a pair of red bull eyes. Its panting became more violent, and even white smoke came out. A pair of fleshy fists were clenched, and blue veins popped out. The next second, they suddenly popped up and headed towards me. He rushed over in stride.

It seems that it is also risking its life to end everything with this final blow.

Perhaps many people are looking forward to how thrilling the final battle between Elite Amon and I will be.

However, the reality is destined to disappoint you.

Before Elite Amon's fist fell, its huge body was split into two equal halves by my knife.

I restrained my murderous intention, and while calming down the gradually boiling desire to kill in my heart, I talked to myself about everything I had just thought: I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but why did I feel that my combat skills were more powerful than before? An increase in magnitude? Especially those red spots that look like bright red eyeballs. Looking at them will give rise to an inexplicable and unfounded fear.

I'm actually afraid of my own fighting skills?

The dead elite Amon turned into a black mist and disappeared, leaving only a few tufts of hair that I chopped off and a large area of ​​shocking battlefield traces.

Wiping the blood off the carving blade, he handed it back to Billy.

After taking the knife, Billy looked at me blankly, and then said for a long time: "What are those black and red things?"

"My combat skills."

"Holy crap, where did you get such terrifying combat skills?"

I chuckled: "I picked it up on the ground."

"Stop lying. How could such a terrifying and awesome combat skill be picked up on the ground? Hey, don't leave. Tell me clearly. Hey!"

Billy's voice kept coming from behind, and his persistent personality made me very helpless, but fortunately I was used to it.

Moreover, I did not lie to him. This combat skill was indeed picked up on the ground, but it was dug into the ground more than one meter deep.

My broken left arm healed without Godot's treatment. This was the first time I observed the body's abnormal healing ability head-on. It was just like the red Amon at that time. As long as it was not a fatal injury, it could heal in the extreme. Heals in a short time.

That battle was really a tough one. If I didn’t have the Naotachi handy and my incredible fighting skills, I would probably be hanging there.

The battle after that was much easier. Most of the people we encountered were ordinary Amon. As for those with stronger strength, they would also be burped in the wild bombardment of the magician combination.

At the end of the day, the tactics used against Amon already have a good tacit understanding and cooperation. The next step is to make these cooperation more tacit and natural. Only in this way can we have a chance to challenge the elite Amon.

On the way back, Yura asked me: "Were you injured when you were fighting Amon alone?"

I said without thinking: "Of course I was injured."

"Then how do you deal with being injured?" Yura came over with curiosity on his face.

"Of course he ran away."

"Run?" Everyone screamed in surprise at the same time. Billy snorted and said, "It's so shameful to just run away if you can't beat him."

"What kind of shame is that?" I asked doubtfully: "Are we going to fight to the end? Don't be ridiculous, I'm not stupid, why are you calling me a monster?"

"Then what?" Yura continued to ask.

"What then?" I didn't understand.

"What happens after you run away?" Yura asked.

"Run away, what's next?"

Yura: "."

Lylea leaned over and said, "She is asking you, after successfully escaping, do you want to go back and take revenge on that Amon?"

"Of course," I said, "You were injured and don't want to get it back?"

Yura rolled his eyes at me: "Then what did you do?"

"Reflect," I said: "Reflect on all kinds of things, reflect on why it got hurt, reflect on what's particularly awesome in its moves, what are the places I can't hide from, reflect on how to attack it next time to kill it."

"Then what?" Yura continued to ask me: "Will you take revenge?"

"Yeah" I curled my lips: "I'm going back, but I didn't get revenge."

"Why?" Yura blurted out.

"That Amon was brushed by another team." I shrugged: "This can be considered one of my many regrets."

In the subsequent sparring session with Emily, I did not use any combat skills, nor did I use any killing intent.

In fact, I have been sparring with Emily for a long time, but I have not used combat skills a few times, or even simple killing intent.

It’s not that I don’t want to use it, it’s that I have to practice secretly on my own and wait until the critical moment to show off the good stuff.

Emily is an adventurer who has completed the transformation mission for a long time. She has not yet reached the level of transformation and there is a big difference in strength between her and me.

If it was just a simple sword fight and martial arts, I might be able to fight her evenly. Once she uses the white light that she only possesses after the transformation, the scene of the competition will immediately become one-sided and I will be beaten to the ground.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Most of Emily's attributes have reached the 'A' level, which is simply impossible for her peers.

Being able to achieve the impossible shows that her talent is incredible, not to mention her persistence in martial arts, which makes her even more unmatched by her peers.

Lilea once asked me in a wicked way: How do you feel when you lose to a woman?

I pinched her cheek and curled my lips: Not bad~