“Could it be that… Ryan, you can’t find a girlfriend, so you’ve chosen to settle for being a male companion instead?”
It was as if a bolt of lightning crashed down, piercing through the great tree.
It was also like an arrow leaving the bow, hitting the target dead on.
At that moment, Mu’en clearly heard the sound akin to a heart shattering.
“Damn it!”
Ryan’s eyes turned red again.
Nonsense! How dare you tarnish my pure love!
Just watch me chop you to pieces!
In that instant, when anger filled his brain, Mu’en’s long-prepared attack had already arrived.
Shadow Step!
Under the cover of dim light, Mu’en even hid the only dagger capable of reflecting cold light inside his arm, like a beast lurking in the bushes, waiting to strike without making a sound.
Ryan would never lower his guard against a frontal attack, but anger would temporarily destroy his rationality. So when he regained his senses, Mu’en had already silently crossed the not-so-great distance between them and flicked out the hidden dagger, like a claw, accurately aiming for Ryan’s throat.
The genuine sense of impending death struck Ryan, causing his pupils to constrict.
But.
After their last encounter, he had replayed in his mind countless times the scenes of facing an enemy like Mu’en again. So even though the dagger was just inches from his throat, it was still… no, it was far from a dead end!
Roar!
Ryan let out a roar.
A loud crack echoed as his strong body sounded like bones grinding against each other.
His muscles bulged, his frame grew larger, and in less than a breath’s time, his body unexpectedly shot up!
Thus, the dagger that should have pierced his throat only struck his chest, and his chest glimmered with a metallic sheen. Even though the dagger was wrapped in Battle Aura, it merely left a faint line of blood!
Seeing this scene, Mu’en was slightly stunned.
What the hell?
The Hulk?
Are you also an Avenger?
“Mu’en Campbell!”
This little transformation didn’t grant Ryan the immense power of the Hulk, but it had still increased his strength by over thirty percent.
However, strength was completely not the decisive factor against a nimble assassin.
At such a close distance and in such a narrow space, he knew his great sword would be hard to wield, so he directly gave up and lunged at Mu’en with bare hands.
Mu’en nimbly stepped back.
However, the withdrawal position he had calculated was unexpectedly still within the range of Ryan’s newly extended arms.
Though he tried his best to evade, he was still grabbed by one arm!
Mu’en’s expression slightly changed.
Ryan, however, laughed joyfully.
“I’ve caught you, Mu’en Campbell!”
The fragile assassin was entangled by a powerful warrior, and anyone could guess what his fate would be!
How dare you insult me?
How dare you stab my heart?
Just wait until I snap all your limbs, one by one!
Ryan yanked on Mu’en’s arm, pulling him towards himself forcefully.
He opened his arms wide, as if he had trained countless times alone in the room to welcome his nonexistent girlfriend.
But that embrace was anything but gentle for Mu’en.
It was an embrace filled with hatred and rage, capable of shattering a person to pieces!
With Mu’en’s fragile body, once he entered that embrace, he would be crushed instantly, bones snapping by the hundreds.
But in the very moment before entering that embrace, Mu’en’s shoulder quaked, producing a cracking sound of grinding bones.
Then he suddenly pushed off against the nearby wall, spinning in mid-air in an unusual posture, evading Ryan’s bear hug while flipping back ninety degrees, his knees bending as he forcefully landed on Ryan’s shoulders.
Seeing this scene, Ryan’s eyes nearly bulged out.
Are you doing acrobats?
But you’ve still got one arm in my grasp!
However, he had no time to think much, because at that moment, Mu’en had already raised the dagger in his other hand, stabbing towards Ryan’s vulnerable eyes!
With his legs firmly pinning him down and unable to evade, Ryan had no choice but to ram sideways, smashing against the wall of the room, shaking off Mu’en and temporarily putting some distance between them.
But he couldn’t help letting out a wail.
Because due to his body’s sudden shift, Mu’en’s dagger didn’t pierce his eye, but the sharp blade still grazed along his cheek, directly slicing off one of his ears!
Blood gushed out, staining the pristine white wall.
Ryan covered the wound, horrified as he glanced at the gradually rising Mu’en:
“What… what are you?”
“What am I? That’s quite rude.”
Mu’en stood up, smiling as he placed his dislocated arm back in position:
“Compared to a guy like Ryan who is tainted by the Evil God, I should resemble a human more, right?”
“Nonsense!”
Ryan roared, but his loud shout merely revealed his fear beneath bravado.
“A human? Can a human perform that move just now? Dislocate his own arm without flinching, then calmly put it back – tell me, is that something a pampered duke’s son can do?”
“No choice there.”
Mu’en moved his recently dislocated left arm, feeling it wouldn’t affect his actions, and nodded with satisfaction:
“If you were like me, having to fight for your life every day against an enemy who is ten times stronger and is also quite adept at close combat, learning the first lesson would definitely be to dislocate and reassemble every joint in your body.
Because even if you don’t want to learn, he’ll make you do it anyway.”
“What are you talking about?”
Ryan felt like he was watching a madman:
“This is the academy; who would fight for their life with you every day?”
“Well, that brings up a little secret of mine that I can’t share with you, Ryan.”
Mu’en mischievously winked and continued:
“However, there is one thing I can complain about to you, Ryan.”
“Actually…”
Mu’en lowered his body, like a taut bowstring.
“Last time when I fought with Ryan…”
Mu’en curled the corners of his mouth, looking at Ryan with a smile, but that smile carried a ferocity that even Mu’en himself didn’t notice…
“I didn’t get to enjoy it!”
In an instant, an air of violent malice, as if having experienced countless life and death struggles, erupted from this seemingly handsome golden-haired youth.
In a daze, Ryan seemed to see countless corpses piling up at the feet of this golden-haired boy.
Countless… of his own corpses.
“Let’s begin round two, shall we, Ryan?”
Mu’en charged forward again.
Taking advantage of the distance not being completely closed, Ryan kicked up the great sword from the ground, gripped it tightly, and swung it violently.
The powerful wind surged like waves.
The thick Battle Aura wrapped around it, causing the sword’s light to explode, nearly covering the entire room.
Do you think I’m going to collide head-on with this madman?
Go to hell!
But just as the blade’s light was about to reach Mu’en, he once again raised one hand, fingers curling like a beast’s claws.
Huh?
Weird?
Isn’t this move used specifically to interrupt martial techniques?
But I didn’t use any martial technique.
Why would he use this move?
In the instant that doubt floated in his mind.
Ryan heard a loud sound, like thunder.
Followed by violent tremors.
Shockwaves rippled.
In that moment, it felt as if countless charging rhinoceroses were trampling him, and Ryan felt the wailing from his organs, body, and even his brain.
His consciousness blurred for a moment.
So.
When his vision refocused on what lay ahead.
All Ryan could see was a brilliant blade of light bursting forth from the darkness.
