"It's okay, it's just a broken cane." Phil smoothed his hair and glanced at Tifa as if inadvertently.
The four of them had just walked onto the street when it was already dark.
"Coach, I'm going home." Tifa waved her hand. She and Kashufil and others were not going the same way, and her home was in another direction.
"Well, go ahead and be careful." Kaxiu nodded.
Phil beside him waved from a distance.
The street lamps were already working, with faint dim yellow lights shining on the ground. The dark grey street bricks were arranged neatly in a grid pattern, and there were a few black trash cans on one side of the road. An old newspaper was swept away by the cold wind.
The three of them walked along one side of the road, which extended to the main city road in front of them. From time to time, they could see cars passing by in the distance.
There were few people on the street, only the calls of wild cats on the wall. Walking in silence, you could hear people cursing, classical music, and the sound of tables and chairs being put in place from the building on the right.
"Phil, I'm leaving. Coach Levi, I'm leaving."
At a fork in the road, Milo separated from the two and went home.
Now, Phil and Ka Xiu were the only ones walking on the road. Perhaps to avoid making the atmosphere awkward, Phil took the initiative to bring up the topic.
He glanced at the person beside him and said, "Coach Levi, if you practice fighting well, can you beat those people with daggers and weapons?"
"It depends on the actual situation. If you are 100% confident of your strength, it's okay to use your bare hands. But I suggest that when fighting enthusiasts face thugs or gangsters with daggers, their first reaction should be to run, the faster the better. It is inevitable that humans can exert greater power with the help of tools, just like the transition from cold weapons like fists to hot weapons."
"Unless..." Kaxiu paused: "Unless you train your body to be harder than steel, punch faster than a bullet, and punch as powerful as a cannonball. Otherwise, weapons will always have the advantage..."
"Isn't this from a comic? The one that's very popular recently is called... Captain Hong Li?" Phil scratched his head and blurted out, "There must be no such superman in the real world..."
"Perhaps not?"
Kaxiu's tone of reply was not an affirmative sentence, but a question. Because he was just beginning to learn the secret martial arts, and there were still many deeper mysteries shrouded in mist.
If he doesn't disperse them, Kaxiu doesn't know where the limit of martial arts is, to fight against guns, artillery shells, and... nuclear weapons.
By the way, this world has not yet developed nuclear bombs.
The two chatted as they walked forward. The light of the street lamps behind them gradually dimmed, and this section of the road became a little dark.
Snap. The black shoes stepped on the pebbles.
Phil slipped, but was caught by Kaxiu.
“Thank you for teaching…”
The words were interrupted and Phil's eyes widened suddenly.
Shining!
At the corner of the alley on the right, a silver dagger stabbed like a poisonous snake, and the tip of the dagger flashed a deadly light under the light.
Behind the dagger was a pair of cold eyes.
"Ah!" Phil couldn't stop screaming.
The dagger stabbed his neck in an instant.
"call!"
The calloused fist swung over with great force, hitting the man's elbow directly with a crisp cracking sound.
Ding! The dagger was thrown out and fell to the ground.
The assassin took a quick step to the right, his face looking frighteningly pale, and cold sweat and pain broke out on his forehead.
One of his arms was swinging around like a windmill, and drops of blood could be vaguely seen spurting out from his sleeve.
With just one joint-breaking strike, the man's arm was broken.
"Kill them!" the man shouted and rushed over. He pulled out a dagger from his waist with his left hand.
"Are there any companions?!"
Kaxiu's heart tightened, and he immediately became fierce. He rushed out in an instant, his agile posture like a nimble leopard.
Facing the dagger that was coming straight at him, a pair of arms as strong as steel pillars suddenly rushed over, shaking and twisting at an extremely fast speed.
Click, click, click.
A series of bone-breaking sounds rang out, and the arm was twisted like a twist. The red muscle lines suddenly burst out, revealing the white bones inside.
The spurting blood covered Kasu's hands.
“…” Kaxiu took a deep breath of the bloody air. He could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and swung his iron fist like a steel pillar.
Boom! The man's head was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he flew straight to the left. His head hit the trash can hard, making a loud bang, and blood spurted out.
There is an obvious downward dent on the surface of the iron trash can.
"Huh..."
There was a sound of air going out but not coming in from the respiratory tract.
"I killed someone again." Kaxiu's face was hidden in the darkness, and he was inexplicably calm. But his fists were shaking with excitement, and every muscle in his arms seemed to be beating. Bright red blood kept dripping down his knuckles.
"What's wrong with me?"
Kaxiu questioned himself in his heart. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of killing people, and even had an irrepressible excitement. In the darkness deep in his heart, it seemed that a blood-red balloon filled with instincts was punctured.
The liquid inside was evaporating and rising rapidly, like an invisible hand strangling his heart and enveloping his brain.
The bloodthirsty beast deep inside his heart was gradually activated by the blood.
"It's a ghost! It must be this inhuman monster called a ghost that is affecting me!" Kaxiu glanced at the elongated shadow behind him.
The shadow seemed to move, as if in protest.
"Then I will do as you wish..."
Kaxiu turned his head suddenly, his legs twitched and he rushed towards the three oncoming assassins with his bloody fists.
Beside him, Phil stood there stupidly.
He only saw Coach Levi rushing forward, and the next second the man in the lead was punched directly into the gray-white wall.
The whole sinister face was deeply sunken, the tall nose collapsed and flattened, and one of the eyeballs burst open. Large pieces of blood mixed with scattered bone fragments fell down.
"bite!"
Kaxiu turned around and kicked the dagger in the assassin's hand. Then he pushed his body into the assassin's arms. His hands were raised straight up like lotus.
The second assassin's jaw clicked and he looked up at the sky with shock in his eyes and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Boom! The assassin fell straight down.
Kaxiu stepped on the wall and leaped in the opposite direction like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. He put his hands together into fists and hit the last person's chest fiercely, one after the other, like a javelin.
Suddenly, the man retreated madly, his body shaking continuously.
He was still trembling until he leaned against the wall. After a while, blood mixed with broken internal organs flowed from the corners of his mouth.