Chapter 1258: Utterly Crushed

Chuckling, Luke slowly drew out two knives from his waist and held them at an angle. “Now, show me everything you have, or I’ll have you apologize with your life.”

Francis’s smile turned cold, and he drew the two metal axes that were on his back. “Let’s try it.”

He hadn’t watched any videos of V in action, and only knew of some of V’s achievements.

While that wasn’t enough to accurately judge his strength, V absolutely couldn’t be underestimated.

If V didn’t live up to his name, Francis would deal with this pretentious guy today.

He had been experimenting for so long, and had never had a gifted super assassin as a test subject.

“Ah!” With a low roar, Francis suddenly leaned forward to swing the axe in his left hand at Luke’s head while the axe in his right hand was already poised for a second swing.

Chuckling, Luke raised the dagger in his right hand.

Francis smiled grimly.

An axe versus a dagger; the power exerted by a chop versus a block wasn’t on the same level at all. This V was simply looking to die.

As he was thinking that, the silver axe and the black dagger collided.

Unexpectedly, there was no ringing clash of metal, and only the soft slide of friction.

Francis only felt his axe meet empty air, and sure enough, there was no resistance.

The moment before the collision, the black dagger suddenly sped up and deflected.

Pressing the side of the dagger to the axe, Luke pushed the axe to one side. At the same time, the dagger slid down the axe to cut into Francis’s palm.

This was also one of the reasons why most cold weapons had a guard.

Francis’s axe was about a meter long. Naturally, it didn’t have a guard, and the metal was quite smooth.

As a combat master, Luke instinctively slashed down with his blade.

He exerted strength as he did so, pressing the axe to Francis’s side to disrupt his momentum and restrict a counterattack from the axe in his right hand.

Francis reacted quickly.

He sensed the shift in the axe in his left hand as well as the black dagger sliding down the handle like a viper. He didn’t resist the force of the dagger, but borrowed the momentum to exert strength.

He pulled back the axe in his left hand slightly, and he swung the other axe in his right hand around.

This time, it was Luke whose control was disrupted, putting him in a slightly passive position.

Luke smiled. This person was actually a cold weapons expert.

The dagger in his right hand lashed out to meet Francis’s right axe. The moment they clashed, the dagger pushed so that the axe was deflected upward.

Finding it hard to control the axe in his right hand, Francis felt extremely uneasy. He gave a loud shout and pulled the axe back. At the same time, the axe in his left hand suddenly stabbed out from under his waist.

Yes, it was a stab.

The tips of the two axes were sharp and could easily pierce a person.

Luke swung his right hand again, and the first clash between the dagger and the axe rang out.

The moment they touched, Luke and Francis stepped back and regained their balance.

Luke was as calm as ever.

Francis, however, was gloomy.

He had never seen anything like what Luke had done before.

The opponents he had encountered before relied on their agility to dodge and counterattack.

Or, they had immense strength and could withstand attacks head-on.

Luke hadn’t dodged or met the attack head-on.

His agility and strength were beyond expectations, and he skillfully combined them together.

It was better than dodging.

It was similar to blocking, but was both an attack and defense.

The moment an attack was deflected, a counterattack followed. It was extremely difficult to deal with.

Francis had fought many battles, from the battlefields of ordinary people to battles between superhumans.

He had seen superpowers that were even harder to deal with than Luke, and he had also seen firearms that were more oppressive than Luke’s.

But at that moment, he felt that this V was the strongest enemy he had ever seen.

From Francis’s intelligence, this V was the best at shooting, but now, his gun was still at his waist, and he could easily use a cold weapon against Francis.

What was even more terrifying was that while Francis had been in constant danger, the other party had only used his right hand the whole time.

Thinking quickly, Francis came up with another plan.

He had yet to reveal his trump card, but he already felt that it was impossible to hold back.

If he didn’t use his trump card, he would probably die here today.

He put his hands up again in a “starting pose,” but using his body as cover, he secretly gestured at Angel behind him with his right hand.

Angel crossed her arms.

“Ah!” Francis roared and charged at Luke again.

This time, he had learned his lesson. Before he even got close, he swung the two axes like windmills at Luke.

His plan was to use the axes to suppress Luke with absolute speed before the latter could block.

Luke chuckled again. This guy wasn’t stupid. He knew to play to his strengths and avoid his shortcomings.

However, these were just Francis’s thoughts

He thought that Luke had quicker reflexes, but in fact, it was in strength that Luke had the absolute advantage.

From the fight just now, Luke estimated that Francis was slower than he was, but not by much.

The reason Francis had been in a passive position earlier was that Luke had crushed him in terms of combat skills.

With Muscle Control and Elementary Imitation, as well as the Basic Combat Skills he had acquired from a bunch of people, Luke had yet to meet his match.

He had better reflexes, better combat skills, and more strength than Francis, which was why Luke was so relaxed.

Faced with Francis’s dancing axes, Luke simply stepped back at the same speed as the man.

At the same time, he pointed his dagger forward.

Ding!

An enormous force was transmitted from the point where an axe and the dagger collided. Francis’s body instantly tilted, and the axe involuntarily veered away from Luke.

Alarmed, Francis shouted again, “Die!”

One of the two axes flew out at an angle, and the other was thrown at Luke.

Luke finally moved his left hand.

Ding!

The dagger in his left hand hit the side of the axe so that it brushed past him, but the dagger in his right hand had already pushed forward to slash at Francis’s chest.