Close combat was the best way to test a person's courage and fighting skills.
Cowards would always attack from a distance. Only a true warrior would dare to look for fleeting opportunities between the blades and heavy punches. A good warrior must be brave enough to face all of this. Just like steel in a forge, only by constant hammering and burning could it become a truly sharp weapon.
In this regard, Bruce Wayne was an out-and-out genius.
When he was a teenager, his parents died tragically in front of his eyes. After the criminal who killed his parents got away with it, he was determined to use his own strength to dissect the crime and prevent more darkness from happening. Seven years ago, he left everything behind, abandoned his comfortable life and his shining identity as the "Son of Gotham". He left without saying goodbye on a cargo ship docked at Gotham Port and left his city completely.
In the following six years, he mingled with all kinds of criminals in the world, including Italy, France, Japan, and finally Nepal, where he was chosen by Ducard. At that time, Bruce had already unearthed part of his potential while walking in the dark.
All the fear and shame of the first half of his life made him become another person in that kind of unquenchable flame. He became the embryo of a weapon, and then he was trained by Ducard. What really interested the ninja master was not only his excellent talent, but also his mist-like heart.
He was as confused as a child, so Ducard was like a patient viper, opening the closed heart with fake warmth and then pouring his will into the confused soul. Frankly speaking, all of Ducard's actions were not a complete disguise. He really cared about Bruce.
He wanted to turn Bruce into another Lars Al Ghul. Bruce was not his only choice, but he was definitely the best of all his choices.
Now, the final trial had reached the most critical part. Like a viper, the mentor wanted to see the quality of his best work.
In the dark sky of the narrow island, the ladder carrying the microwave emitter, Ducard, Bruce, and the four shadow warriors was slowly rising. Ducard leaned on the edge of the lift and looked at the confrontation between Bruce and his warriors with an admiring gaze.
"Get … out of my way!"
Bang!
His fists were like dragons. Under such a tense situation, no matter if it was Bruce or these warriors, they would not take the initiative to hold back. Therefore, they used the most ferocious and heavy punches. Their fists had black metal rings that looked like knuckles. As long as they hit the body, it would definitely be painful.
"Don't even think about it, Ducard!"
The warrior in front of him blocked the blow with his saber. The remaining three attacked Bruce tacitly. After Ducard had given the order to kill, they were extremely ruthless. One slashed at his neck, and the other two aimed at his arms and legs.
However, Bruce's armor wasn't the "degraded" version that Lucius gave to Seber. He extended his other hand and blocked the slash that was aimed at his head with his gauntlet. The remaining two slashes hit his armor, but they couldn't even penetrate the outer shell. Suddenly, a blue electric arc jumped from the edge of his metal belt. It traveled along the wires inside the armor and quickly landed on the long swords in the hands of the three warriors. Then, it was transmitted into their bodies.
This kind of super-strong electric current would not kill anyone, but it would definitely cause severe paralysis. Their ferocious attacks became soft at this moment. One of them was knocked down by Bruce's punch, while the other two were kicked off the elevator. He turned around and punched the hilt of the blade that was aimed at the back of his head. The long blade flew out of his hand, and he punched the heart of the warrior in front of him. After that, he kicked the warrior with his left leg with great force, and swung his right hand. An L-shaped sharp blade popped out, leaving a terrifying wound on the warrior's raised arm. Then, his right fist smashed into the warrior's neck.
The eyes of the warrior who still tried to fight back turned white and he fell to the ground.
"Huff … Huff."
Bruce panted slightly. He stared at Ducard in front of him and walked forward. "I won't give you a chance to destroy everything again! Stop it, Ducard! "
The best warrior of the Alliance of Shadow Warriors was dealt with cleanly. It was not that they were too weak … It was just that Bruce was too strong, that was all.
"Are you begging me? My disciple … You know, I never believe in the so-called power of words! "
Ducard's very eye-catching white beard moved like a tiger moving its teeth.
"You want to stop me? Sure, come and beat me! Stab a saber into my heart! Let's put it this way, Bruce. If you still have the heart of "not killing" to deal with me, then the one who will die will definitely be you! "
He moved the cane in his hand, stood up from his back leaning on the railing, and moved his shoulders. His eyes never changed.
Bruce lifted his leg and walked toward Ducard. The latter was not nervous at all. Even if all his warriors were K.O. 'ed in five seconds, he still looked calm. When Bruce was only three meters away from him, Ducard opened his mouth.
"You know what? My disciple, you're still the same as before. You'll never learn … to be alert! "
When Batman heard this, he raised his head abruptly and saw two warriors in black with guns aiming at him from the train window above. He instinctively dodged forward, but the next moment, Ducard's figure disappeared from his sight at the same time.
Ducard jumped up like a phantom and kicked Batman right in the chest. He staggered back and instinctively put up a defensive posture. However, Ducard hit his left leg with the swinging cane in his hand. Bruce's left leg went numb. Under the numbness of being hit in a special place, he half-knelt on the ground. Then, he saw his mentor's fist in a black glove quickly magnifying in front of his eyes.
"Bang!"
Brosnan's head was lifted up by the blow, and Ducard's cold voice rang out.
"Second, always be vigilant. It's a pity … you've wasted a chance!"
Bruce's body was grabbed by Ducard. The middle-aged warrior's strength was amazing. He grabbed Bruce's neck with one hand and lifted him 30 meters above the ground in the air. His eyes remained unchanged. He looked at the struggling Bruce. His voice was clear in the night wind.
"You have one last chance to stop me, my disciple. Otherwise, you'll have to watch your city be destroyed by me!"
After that, he let go of his hand and Bruce's body fell to the ground. He looked at his disciple with a sneer. He bent down and picked up a black object from the ground. He put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. It was the claw gun that Batman relied on to fly. Ducard thought for a moment and threw the gun in the direction where Bruce fell.
He looked at the black dragon-winged cloak that spread open in the darkness and muttered to himself.
"I'll give you one last chance, Bruce … Let me see the real you under pressure. Let me see the real you. Live or die. Be great or fall."
In the dark sky of the narrow island, Bruce gritted his teeth and controlled the direction of the cloak. He quickly fell to the place where the claw gun fell. He raised his head and looked at the rail in the air that was ready to move. Under the black bat mask, he gritted his teeth and finally turned his eyes to the street that had a big hole in it.
Sean told him that there were some heavy weapons hidden there that could be used to destroy the rail in the air. Bruce didn't want to use this method. He had his own persistence and bottom line. But … now was not the time to discuss the bottom line and persistence. Facing an entire city, it was just like Saber's problem.
Had he made up his mind?
"Bang!"
Bruce's body fell from the sky. He folded his arms like a heavy hammer falling from the sky and smashed into the crowd below. The claw gun was right under the feet of the driven mad civilians. The sound of the rail in the air was already above their heads. It was like a sleeping beast in the darkness was awakened and let out its first snoring.
The two beams of light in front of the rail in the air pierced forward like light pillars, illuminating the chaotic darkness of the narrow island … There was no time!
Bruce lowered his arms to his sides and clenched his fists. He swung them lightly and six L-shaped blades shot out from his gauntlets. In front of him were the people of the narrow island who were staggering forward. Their senses were distorted by the poisonous gas. In their slightly red eyes, the man in black who fell from the sky was like a ferocious demon.
"Roar!"
Chaotic roars came from their mouths. Under the pursuit of the shadow warriors on horseback, these people whose senses were distorted ran faster and faster. Batman roared and crossed his arms in front of him. He also began to charge.
"Bang!"
With a sweep of his arms, the two people at the front were sent flying. However, more arms came to grab him. They grabbed his body and imprisoned him in place.
"Roar, I'll kill you! I'll kill you! "
The red-eyed, drunkard jumped out from the crowd and grabbed Bruce's neck tightly. The veins on his face were bulging as if he was facing the enemy who killed his father. More people came from the left and right. Their clothes were torn by the L-shaped blades on Bruce's gauntlets. Their skin was cut open and blood flowed out. However, the pain stimulated these people.
For Batman, these people in front of him were not worth mentioning at all if he wanted to kill them. However, he was unwilling to do so. He moved forward with difficulty in the crowd and endured their bites and beatings. The armor on his body was very effective in protecting him. Looking from above, at the edge of the narrow island station, hundreds of people were surrounding him. Bruce's body was pressed to the ground. Punches landed on his body like raindrops. There was also the pain of sharp weapons piercing through the armor.
He was like a warrior who was forced to go under the water by his head. He felt suffocated every second. Every edge and corner of the armor was grabbed by these lunatics. They were like wild beasts who had lost their minds and were about to tear off the hard shell wrapped around their prey.
However, they did not succeed. On Batman's dark golden metal belt, a blue electric arc ran wildly, just like the move that defeated the Shadow Warrior. The strong electric current passed through the wires inside his armor and rushed toward every conductive object that touched his armor. The strong electric current numbed the roar of the crowd and surged in the chaotic battlefield. Bruce, who was imprisoned by those fists and arms, felt a little bit of freedom.
"Now!"
A voice roared in his heart. His body jerked down, and the cold claw gun was caught in his hand. Batman raised his arm to the sky, and the next moment, the trigger was pulled. His body was grabbed and flew up diagonally in the dark. Behind him, there were two madmen who were holding on tightly to his body and were unwilling to let go. They were also brought into the air.
"Ahhhhh!"
The extreme fear caused the two guys to wail in terror. Bruce opened his mouth and swung left and right, causing the two guys to fall down. However, they didn't struggle in the air for too long before they smashed onto the roof of the building below. They weren't seriously injured.
"There are heavy weapons hidden in the room of the station's defense line!"
Batman stopped lightly on the roof at the edge of the line of defense that had become a large depression. He looked up at the sky. The railway in the air had begun to move slowly. There was no time!
He quickly rushed into the room. Ten seconds later, Bruce rushed out of the room with a small shoulder-mounted rocket launcher on his shoulder. He skillfully stuffed the grenade into the launcher and carried the heavy thing on his shoulder. He took a deep breath and set the slowly moving rail in the air into the crosshairs of the launcher.
In the darkness, the hesitation in his eyes had completely disappeared and was replaced by absolute determination.
"This is my determination, Ducard! You will see it! "
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