Chapter 700 Fighting

Elite Amon are many times stronger than ordinary Amon. Their muscles are stronger, their bodies are larger, and their movements are not slow.

Although, they are still much weaker than Red Amon.

No, it should be said that it is too weak.

Instead of letting Cagalli and the others continue to fight together, I borrowed a knife from Billy and challenged them alone.

At first, Billy didn't want to lend it to me. He frowned and said unhappily: "Don't you have a knife?"

I took a look at the Odachi, which was more than one meter and almost two meters long, and asked him, "Are you sure you can use this thing in such a small space?"

Billy also took a look, gestured at the length, and handed the knife to me silently.

Billy's knife was a machete, both of them.

The handle of the knife is slightly curved, and the blade is curved. It becomes thicker and narrower closer to the handle, and thinner and wider closer to the tip.

The blade widens from narrow to upward. At the handle, the blade is only about one millimeter. At the tip, the blade is already two fingers wide.

This kind of knife is suitable for action and cutting, and it just meets Billy's fighting style of wandering.

However, this knife is not suitable for me to use.

Although I am equally good at roaming attacks, I am better at staying still, waiting for the opponent to approach, and then drawing my sword to strike.

My sword-drawing slash is different from the Japanese-style sword-drawing slash. It does not have any previous postures and does not pay attention to any samurai spirit. It is just for killing the enemy.

The Odachi was too long, and there was no way to instantly draw the sword and kill him with one strike, so he had to borrow Billy's sword to use it.

Facing the elite Amon, I still have some pressure.

In fact, I don't want to use combat skills, that is, the combat skill called "Resonance" which actually releases killing intent.

But it is more difficult to kill Amon with just ordinary combat skills.

Moreover, once I am hit by four or five football-sized fists from Amon, I will most likely be severely injured.

By then, Billy will definitely laugh at me obscenely.

Angry!

I spit out a mouthful, tightened the hilt of the knife, and rushed forward.

This is the first time I have fought against Amon since I came to Moonlight City.

Elite Amon's huge fist brought strong wind and hit his head. This was its first blow.

The oncoming wind squeezed my face and hair, and the slightly suffocating feeling really aroused my desire to fight.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled unconsciously.

Yes, I want to fight, I long for fighting, I long for the pain caused by the recoil of the body when the weapon collides. That intense feeling spreads through my body like morphine.

For this move, should I use a knife or a fist?

In my eyes, Amon's fist was slowly enlarging, and a huge threat was slowly approaching. I couldn't help but smile excitedly.

My hand will definitely be fractured by the fist collision. Although I can heal it in a very short time relying on Godot's healing technique and my own recovery speed afterwards, this will have a very bad impact—— Phoenix and the others will feel distressed, and Billy will definitely become even crazier and bolder in the next battle because of my bad precedent.

However, the moment when the fists touch each other, the severe pain and stimulation are really hard to let go.

I sighed deeply, but I had no choice but to resist this impulse in order to have a good influence on the guild members.

The blade of the machete directly faced my fist. I held the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and pressed the back of the knife with the other hand. Since we can't wrestle directly, let's try to see which one is stronger, your fist, or the support of my arms.

Even though it was high-grade stainless steel, it didn't gain much advantage when faced with Elite Amon's fist.

There was a muffled sound, my steps quickly staggered, and my body quickly retreated. I took four or five steps back before stopping.

Two strands of blood trickled down, one strand was from the crack in my tiger's mouth; the other strand was from the knife wound between Elite Amon's joints.

The injured elite Amon was very violent, even if he only injured a small joint.

Its fists moved very fast, whistling with wind, and each blow had the power to directly injure me.

I dodge faster, maximizing my current agility and speed. In my eyes, Amon still seems to be moving in slow motion.

It's not that Elite Amon is weak, it's me who has become stronger.

The machete slashed through Elite Amon's body again and again, leaving bloody scars all over its body. It became even angrier, roaring and waving its fists and smashing everywhere.

The rock wall was smashed with rubble by its punch, and the thigh-thick stone pillar was severely kicked off by it. The rubble and flying stones continued to scatter, and Jackson supported the big shield to block Cagalli. In front of them, even Gordo held up a barrier to protect the others behind.

In this way, I can finally fight with confidence.

Smiling slightly, I felt relieved.

In just a moment, Amon's fist rushed towards my body. I couldn't avoid it in mid-air, so I had to raise my left arm to block it.

A heavy force hit my arm, and my body flew backwards unconsciously.

While flying upside down, I felt a slight sound in the bones of my left arm. Was it broken?

When I moved my arm a little, I felt a sharp pain. It was indeed broken, haha.

I smiled to myself, and then my body hit the rock wall on one side hard, knocking down countless rocks.

Landing smoothly again, I shook my left arm forcefully. After a soft sound, the dislocated bones were thrown back by me. The pain for a moment caused a layer of fine beads of sweat to form on my forehead, and the beads of sweat dripped down. I felt my face became itchy, and I wanted to scratch it with my hands, but then I remembered that one of my hands was holding a knife, and the other hand was broken.

"Xiao Yi."

Phoenix's voice came from behind the barrier. I turned around and smiled at her: "It's okay."

Then, I grasped the machete tightly and faced the elite Amon again.

My broken left arm began to itch slightly, which was a sign that the bone was re-healing. To be honest, I was surprised.

I never thought my healing power would become so powerful, thanks to Red Amon.

Finally able to let go and fight, I began to compete with Amon.

Although the machete doesn't fit in my hand, it's not awkward at all. Especially at the moment of chopping, I can feel that the damage it causes is obviously greater than the previous Naotachi.

But it also has a very fatal drawback: it is slow to close the knife.

Every time Amon's fist was about to hit my body, I just finished sheathing the knife and could barely avoid it. Although it looked very dangerous, I was able to resolve it without any danger every time.

However, this kind of thrill is also a big thrill for me. After all, I just withstood Amon's full blow.

It felt like being hit by a heavy truck.