The Unwilling Bandit

Seeing Ru Moyen dodging his attacks, the opponent bandit couldn't help gritting his teeth unwillingly.

"I don't believe it! Why are you still unharmed?" The bandit looked at Moyen from head to toe as if looking at a strange creature.

He felt that his pride as a bandit had been crushed.

"Why you little…..”

Dammit!

“I will not be played on by a kid of only 14 years old. If I can't even kill you, a 2nd Dan weakling, I'll write my name backward and call you father!... Crab Spear Hands!!"

Instantly, the bandit raised his hands above his head, opening them up like a crab, before striking a pose with his legs.

~Swish!

He moved like lightning, channeling his qi into his hands, transforming them into sharp knives, ready to take Ru Moyen's life.

Moyen's eyes dilated in terror at the sheer amount of pressure he felt. But he knew that he had to act fast, or he would be out of the game.

He had to use this time to strike, or he would never have another chance again!