The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The short man looked small in stature, but he was quite flexible. He easily dodged the thug’s attacks.

“Ooh, you can jump?!” The thug yelled and attacked faster.

Despite his rapid attacks, the short man still easily evaded the thug’s attacks.

Joel frowned slightly at the sight and thought.

It seems the short man’s really good! Will my man be…

Joel shook his head at the thought.

That’s impossible!

This is the best man I have. There’s no way he would be defeated by the short man Lydia picked randomly…

Besides, the short man was nimbly dodging his thug’s attacks, but that was just for now.

to challenge him like this. It was absurd to think that a buff

the thug punched at the short

calmly dodged the thug’s punch and used it as a leverage point to leap into the air and landed two punches on the thug’s cheek. He was so

thumps, the thug howled miserably

covered in bruises, his nose was crooked, and blood was

continue fighting. He

Joel watched in disbelief.

the thug and was momentarily stunned, unable to say another word. His strongest thug was beaten up badly. It would be humiliating

was more humiliating that the opponent was

Joel’s expression was remarkable. Embarrassment

“Mr. Wilmer, are you satisfied

Well… I…” Joel’s

racing, desperately trying to find a way to save himself from the

of inspiration, Joel gave Lydia the

all, it’s sparring. Surely you know this business often requires a small team to go out together. No matter how strong an individual

strength in numbers. The strength between individuals doesn’t determine anything, but