— — "Landslide!"
The tall figure came like a storm. As an advanced profession that leaned towards the Monk class, the strength of a Pugilist was basically above the Advanced level. The woman in front of him kicked more than ten meters away. Her figure flew through the air, and her slender and strong thighs rolled up the wind and sand, directly whipping towards Søren's abdomen.
Clang.
The curved sword Icingdeath was instantly unsheathed, and Søren swung it horizontally.
In the face of Søren's attack, the tall woman did not panic at all. Her slender and strong legs pulled back, and she actually rose directly from the ground. She continued to soar in the air without any relay point.
"Qi!?"
Søren's pupils shrank in an instant, and he suddenly bent his body and stabbed his curved sword towards the opponent's lower body.
— — "Cloud Ladder!"
— — "Ethereal Form!"
In the face of Søren's attack from below, the tall woman slightly frowned her beautiful willow-like eyebrows. She only saw her palms together, and crackling lightning jumped in her palms. She swooped down towards Søren, and while her figure fell at a high speed, she strangely moved half a meter away. When she passed by Søren to avoid the attack, her palms turned into a gust of wind and hit Søren's vital parts.
— — "Gale Attack!"
Arcs of lightning jumped in the air.
Søren was shocked in an instant. He quickly protected his chest and blocked the enemy's attack. The opponent did not need a relay point at all. In the case of no foothold in the air, she could still launch continuous attacks. The enemy's fist hit Søren's body, but when she retracted her fist, Søren felt a shock in his chest. The force seemed to have passed through his arms and hit his internal organs directly. The subtle electric current jumped on Søren's body. Even with his strong physique, he felt numb all over. If it were anyone else now, they would have been paralyzed by the electric current.
"One-inch Punch!?"
Søren's figure fell from the air, and his chest rose and fell violently. Suddenly, his throat moved, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
One-inch Punch.
Or it could be said that it was internal force, as well as hitting a cow through a mountain.
It was a battle technique that could ignore the opponent's defense. Søren's defensive equipment was basically useless against such an attack, and the enemy's attack directly penetrated his internal organs. This was an ability that could turn a fully armoured heavy soldier into an idiot. Under such a special combat technique, any physical defense would basically be rendered useless.
"Evade Sight!"
Søren's figure disappeared as soon as he landed on the ground. The tall woman also landed on the ground. She furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and looked around.
It was quiet all around.
It was as if Søren had evaporated into thin air. There was no trace of him at all.
"Shadow Leap!"
Søren's figure suddenly appeared from behind the enemy's shadow. His scimitar flashed with a cold light as it pierced towards the enemy's heart.
However.
The moment he launched his attack, the tall slender woman clearly didn't notice his existence, but her body suddenly trembled, and she quickly turned around to avoid the cold light behind her.
"Evade Instinct!"
"Super Sixth Sense!"
When Søren realized that the enemy had actually dodged his attack, he immediately knew that things weren't going well. He immediately swung his scimitar horizontally.
"Clang!"
However, what happened next was a little different from his previous combat experience. The tall woman in front of him suddenly closed her palms and caught Søren's scimitar.
"Catching a Blade with Bare Hands!"
Crackling electricity appeared, and the electricity flowed along the weapon to Søren's arm. The tall woman in front of him sneered, and then suddenly twisted her waist. A pair of strong legs instantly clamped onto Søren's neck. Her legs locked onto Søren's neck, and then she suddenly used all her strength to flip him over onto the sand.
Legendary!
This woman was definitely a Legendary Pugilist!
With such a reaction speed, such a predictive ability, Søren even suspected that she had mastered the terrifying ability [Sixth Sense].
"Hmph!"
The tall woman stuck close to Søren. She was less than five centimeters away from Søren. At such a close distance, Søren could even feel her long black hair fluttering in the wind. Just as Søren was about to raise his scimitar, the woman's elbow hit his abdomen, and then her fist landed on his shoulder joint. In an instant, Søren's entire arm was completely numb, and he almost couldn't hold his scimitar.
Elbow, knee, one-inch punch.
A series of continuous attacks landed on Søren like a storm, and he didn't even have the chance to fight back.
Every attack Søren made would be detected by the enemy in advance, and she would instantly hit his weak points, making it impossible for Søren to fight back. Especially the pair of gloves that kept jumping with electricity. Although they couldn't do much damage to Søren, the electric arcs were a nightmare to Søren. Every time Søren was hit by the gloves, he felt like he was touching a high-voltage electric current.
In this case!
He might not even be able to use 30% of his usual combat ability.
The close combat ability of a Pugilist.
Being stuck by the tall woman in front of him, Søren took more than ten punches in just one or two seconds. He was like a human sandbag being hit by the opponent.
If it weren't for his amazing physique and strong vitality, he would have been finished off by the opponent!
Clang.
In the face of the enemy's storm-like attacks, Søren finally made a decision. He directly let go of the scimitar in his hand, and instantly turned around and slammed into the opponent's body with his shoulder.
— — "Mountain Lean!"
With the dull sound of flesh hitting flesh, the ferocious tall woman was finally knocked back a few steps by Søren.
The distance between them was instantly pulled apart!
Søren quickly reached for the scimitar on the ground, and the tall woman rushed forward and slapped him in the chest.
Crackling electricity leaped about.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Soran's mouth. He suddenly withdrew his hand that was grabbing Curved Sword Icingdeath. The next moment, a pale golden cold light appeared in his palm. At the moment when the tall woman in front of him rushed over, he waved the fine gold dagger and stabbed the other party's chest.
It was a trap!
The tall woman's expression was stern. When the forward momentum disappeared, she instantly twisted her body and dodged. At the same time, her slender and strong thighs whipped Søren's chest.
Bang!
Both of them were sent flying.
Søren pressed his hand on his chest and coughed slightly, while the tall woman pressed her hand on her elbow, where there was a slight bloodstain. If it weren't for her strong dodging ability, she would have lost half of her life.
After all, a Pugilist would not use other weapons except for boxing gloves, and would hardly wear any armor. (Note: Armor type.)
"It's definitely the sixth sense!"
Søren gently moved his feet and placed the fine gold dagger in front of his chest. The Pugilist's ability to rush forward was too strong. Once the distance was too close, the scimitar would become restrained. It was not as good as the small fine gold dagger. The woman in front of him should have mastered a supernatural ability like the 'sixth sense'. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to continuously dodge Søren's attacks, and even predict the position of his attack. Søren also had the ability [Danger Sense], but when fighting with the tall woman in front of him, it was as if it didn't exist at all. The only explanation was that she had a more powerful supernatural ability that completely suppressed Søren's Danger Sense.
— — "Expeditious Steps!"
The woman in front of him looked at Søren coldly. She took a hair band from her left arm and did not look at the bloodstain on her arm. She just gently tied up her long black hair. It was not until now that Søren noticed that there was still a hair band tied around her arm. After tying her hair into a neat ponytail, the tall woman's momentum suddenly became more aggressive.
— — "Seismic Strike!"
— — "One-inch Punch: Landslide!"
The tall woman suddenly jumped up and swept through the air like a wild goose. Her long hair was tied into a single ponytail flying in the air, and she rushed toward Søren with a fierce blow.
"Stop!"
But just when Søren was about to face her with the fine gold dagger, the figure of the Oriental Dancer suddenly appeared and shouted at the tall woman in the air, "Di! Stop fighting! He's not an enemy! "
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