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.

man to challenge him like this.

punched

leap into the air and landed two punches on

howled miserably and fell

his nose was crooked, and blood was pouring out of

horribly-looking thug could not continue fighting.

Joel watched in disbelief.

strongest thug

was more humiliating that the opponent was a thin and short

in Joel’s expression was remarkable. Embarrassment

face made Lydia laugh. “Mr. Wilmer, are you

Well… I…” Joel’s

trying to find a way to save himself

flash of inspiration, Joel gave Lydia

Lennon… But it’s nothing. After all, it’s sparring. Surely you know this business often requires a small team to go out together. No matter how strong an individual is, it’s still

numbers. The strength between individuals doesn’t determine anything, but the cooperation and understanding