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Tristan stared ahead. A few meters from him stood Tocho who seemed to enjoy his time.

He stepped forward without a thought.

Bang!

He already calculated the distance he could take. His broadsword parried the fist in time!

Another step! Bang! Bang!

Two fists shot at him but Tristan diverted the other by twisting his body while dodging another by crouching.

Third step!

This time, Tristan saw that he was at shoulder length with Tocho. They were basically nose to nose. Thus, the fists that Tocho unleashed around, now rained down on him too!

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Clang!

Tristian followed the fast fists but they were too many! One managed to land and disrupted his flow! The second landed right after and he felt blood forcing his mouth to open!

Tristan tried to weave. But time after time, Tocho’s fist was still hitting him. He became speechless.

The latter wasn’t even trying to hit him. He released his fists in multi-direction. This way, he could kill many targets at once.

“Is this his instincts?” Tristan took a deep breath. He looked around and saw that the insects and Lunatics threw themselves at him.

Unexpectedly, Tristan lowered his guard. He didn’t mind if he was hit by an insect’s dive or punched by a Lunatic. It was within the limit of his tolerance but it won’t stop him. The only thing on his mind was to get closer.

Tristan knew he really couldn’t hide his killing intent. But he could make it faint. He just had to choreograph his presence behind an insect or Lunatic.

Clang. A fist made a contact with his abdomen. Tristan’s eyes bulged. A layer of sweat dripped down his bluish face. Saliva peeked at the sims of his lips.

But he held on.

Behind a falling corpse of an insect, a broadsword swung at Tocho with terrifying precision and speed. The latter didn’t have time to react before his head flew into the air!

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