532 Chapter 532 - Violent and Cruel (2/2)

Just like what Cool Apple had just done, canceling the skill the exact moment he was transported to the position beside Sword Demon with the skill before he ended up right behind Sword Demon. Apparently, his activation of this skill was rather risky this way because there was essentially no space to speak of behind Sword Demon given how the latter was leaning against the wall. Logically speaking, the man would have smashed face first into the wall had he failed to cancel the skill at the right time like he did.

A high risk would naturally mean high returns. If Cool Apple delivered a stab to Sword Demon instead of kicking, coupled with that sneak attack he had done previously, Sword Demon would most likely be on the verge of death right now.

Sword Demon knew very well why Cool Apple did not do that, though; the man had already lost any ounce of respect for him. In Cool Apple's eyes, he was no longer considered as an opponent but a pumpkin that would be easily dispatched with a few kicks and stabs.

Have I really fallen to such a degree?

Why must I always be so silly as to be jealous of the skill Miles and those other guys possess?

He might not have any insane skills of his own, but he should have his own style of combat. Even if Sword Demon was defeated and dropped a level as a result, he must never lose an opponent's respect for him.

Sword Demon took a deep breath and straightened his back. This time, he was in no hurry to keep his back stuck to the wall.

”Don't be so careless,” Cool Apple said. ”I can use my Shadowstep twice consecutively. Do you really think it's on cooldown after I used it that one time?”

”It's not good for you to stand there like that, too, right? I can still use my Shadowmist Assault, and it isn't on cooldown as well,” Sword Demon said evenly.

There was a slight change in Cool Apple's facial expression. He didn't say anything more as he slowly lowered his center of gravity immediately.

Not even refuting it in the least and just immediately doing that… Sword Demon stared at Cool Apple's action and at least gained a little bit of information from it. If I can truly activate my Shadowmist Assault without Cool Apple realizing it, that man will surely have no means of avoiding it.

Cool Apple looked certain of this fact, so he had no other choice but to assume this posture.

He knew that it was not a good look at all, so he would not hold this standoff for long. He would surely strike soon enough!

Cool Apple's figure blurred!

He's on the move! This thought came to Sword Demon, yet he seemed to show no attempt to catch where he ended up. He simply did this one move. He swiftly extended both his arms at the same time and quickly squatted down.

His left arm made contact!

Sword Demon had already expected this. Not even retreating or evading in the least, he struggled to counteract the momentum on his left by pulling it forward even as his right hand strove to drive his dagger in for a vicious stab.

That figure collapsed beside him just like that, a look of shock and disbelief carved into his face. Sword Demon was not ready to give him a chance to get up. Plunging his left hand down with a jab of his dagger, he spun on one foot as his right hand followed with another thrust.

No skill and no cool style. Against a man already sprawled on the ground, Sword Demon directed both his left and right hand to his back, stabbing again and again. He suddenly felt that what he was doing was both cruel and depraved, as if he were not engaged in a PK duel within the game but were committing a murder and butchering a body, instead…

Fortunately, Sword Demon was not overly troubled by this situation, as after several blows, Cool Apple could no longer hang on and disappeared in a flash of white light. The ground was clean, not leaving a trace of blood behind.

Sword Demon heaved a long sigh and sat down on the ground.

He finally found a way to deal with Shadowstep using his own style.

By spreading both his arms like what he did, it would undoubtedly increase the radius the opponent had to travel to his back with the skill—thus, buying him ample time.

Nevertheless, by opening his arm suddenly, like what he had just done, the opponent would be entirely unprepared for it; the high-speed movement Shadowstep provided worked against the user as he barely had time to react accordingly.

Perhaps Cool Apple was thinking of canceling his skill quickly the moment he saw Sword Demon stretch his arms out like he did, and he considered circling further and circumventing his arms. Unfortunately, his movement speed was so quick that, by the time the thought came to him and he was about to make the next step, he had already run right into Sword Demon's arm.

Shadowstep was a purely movement skill; it was nothing like Charge or Shadowmist Assault, where the collision would translate into an overwhelming force. Sword Demon was already prepared, and toppling the man was exactly what he wanted.

Still, that's really close! Sword Demon had such a thought in mind. If they were a bit further from each other at the start, given Cool Apple's seeming proficiency with the skill, it might be possible for him to circle around Sword Demon with the skill still active or cancel it before making contact with his arm. If they were a little closer, the timing when Sword Demon had his arms out might be too late, and Cool Apple would already be right behind him, and he would become the one who disappeared in a flash of light.

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Up on the roof a good distance away, Royal God Call was rendered dumbfounded to the point where his mouth hung agape, but no words came out of it.

”Looks like Sword Demon managed to slay his assailant.” Brother Assist and War Without Wounds were in doubt.

Royal God Call nodded woodenly.

”How did he do it? Didn't you just say that Sword Demon was the one sprawled on the ground moments ago?”

”It was the assailant's turn to collapse to the ground this time, but the difference was that Sword Demon immediately raining countless stabs right into that man's back when he was holding the advantage. Killing him…” Royal God Call said this as the image of someone consecutively stabbing a man's back with maddened frenzy came to his mind. Blood and viscera flew about with each plunge of the blade.

”That's too frightening…” The three shuddered despite the lack of coldness in the air. ”So violent and cruel. It must be because he's been spending too much time in the company of Miles recently...”