Chapter 823 - Mr. Pointy Ear's Vengeance
"Hey!
Enough chit-chat.
Come at me with everything that you've got."
"With pleasure.
YHahhhh!!!!"
Boom!
Marlo stepped forward and delivered his famous iron kick, but was blocked by Mitchen.
He stepped back again and looked at Mitchen who hadn't fallen as planned.
Heh.
So he wasn't just big for nothing.
No matter, he still believed that he could slowly fracture the son of a b**ch.
After all, to this day, no one has been able to come out unscathed from his deadly leg attacks.
Most just died on the spot.
He smirked and rushed forward fiercer than ever.
Swish Swish Swish Swish!
The air whistled as he sent fierce kicks at all angles; right, left, up and even towards Mitchen's feet, but the bastard just kept dodging his attacks with an excited smile on his face.
Dammit!
He was annoyed by that stupid smile.
As for Mitchen, he was so excited by the challenge before him.
Honestly, within the entire Baymard, only Landon, Lucius, and a selected few others could keep his attention this long when fighting.
He felt so pumped up that he couldn't help smiling stupidly.
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"Mr. Marlo, to be honest, I have to say, I'm pretty impressed by your leg work.
If I were an ordinary person, then I would undoubtedly be at your mercy right now.
But that's not the case, isn't it?
Mr. Marlo, I'm going to get serious now, so watch out."
'Bam!'
"My lord!"
Marlo coughed hard from Mitchen's attack.
He thought that only he might've been blessed with a crazily strong body part.
But now, he knew that he was wrong.
Just as in the case with his obey string legs, his opponent seemed to have overly strong fists too.
"How dare a lowlife such as yourself lift a finger against my lord?"
Swish!
"Hey Pointy Ears, sorry, I forgot about you there," Mitchen said apologetically, and Ratcliffe wanted nothing more than to slice him to pieces.
In actuality, both Ratcliffe and Marlo had been fighting him this entire time with Ratcliffe at his back.
But both parties still failed to land a single hit on him.
Ratcliffe felt like he had been living a lie all these years.
As a famous assassin who was feared in the entire Morgany empire, how could a filthy mercenary be better than him?
If he was a nobody, then he would be able to accept defeat just like that.
But after working hard for years and standing on top of it all, he was now in a bind because of a lowly mercenary that couldn't compare to him a renowned assassin.
So how could he not get mad?
To make matters worse, his opponent treated him as if he wasn't even there.
It was as if he was some pesky fly that had just been squashed with ease.
He had never felt so low in his entire life!!
His breathing grew coarser as he continued fighting Mitchen.
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Marlo quickly forced himself to forget the pain he felt and focus on the man before him.
He then jumped on the same spot as if he was some sort of boxer ready for the next match.
In fact, he was preparing his legs for what he was about to do.
Way back in his younger days, the moment he realized how powerful his legs were, he began coming up with several attack skills all based on his leg attacks.
He had developed and enhanced them over the years to this day.
He dashed like lighting towards Mitchen and sent a brutal punch his way.
Bam!
Marlo smirked when Mitchen blocked it just as expected.
He followed up by grappling his hands and landing a killer kick to his face.
Pah
He was finally able to land his first blow.
But was he happy?
No!
He knew that this was far from enough from dealing with this pest.
Mitchen sent a fierce kick and he also blocked it with another deadly kick.
Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah
Bam!
Both sides were fully immersed and had even forgotten about poor Ratcliffe who tried to send his moves towards Mitchen to no avail.
[Ratcliffe: (:T_T:) How can you guys be so mean? I'm a renowned assassin alright? So why are you guys tearing me like the wind? Can you guys pay little attention to me?]
Ratcliffe felt like stooping down and drawing lines in the sand.
Sigh... these 2 were really heartless.
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Pah Pah Pah Pah.
Bam.
"Hahahahhahahahahahahaah!
Good!
You have fire!
But, as I've said, I'm not that easy to take down."
Marlo only smiled when he heard what Mitchen said.
"Take down?
Who said I was trying to take you down?"
Fhooh!
Marlo quickly took something out of his tiny side hidden within his waste scarf and threw it directly into Mitchen's eyes after Mitchen blocked his attack.
Not good!
Mitchen felt blinded for a second.
Marlo just looked at him playfully while sending more attacks at him.
"Heheh.
That's Devil's Tears, one of the famous plants on the island.
You see, after drying it and grinding it to powder, it still didn't lose its effectiveness.
Your eyes are burning, right?
Heh.
It has the same effect as putting pepper in your eyes, only that apart from the swelling, itchiness and pain you feel in your eyes, the victim will also hallucinate for a maximum of 4 hours as well.
And as the hours pass, the pain great increases.
Of course, there's a way to counter it.
But why should I tell you?"
Marlo smiled cruelly and kicked Mitchen vengefully before fleeing the scene with Ratcliffe who also kicked Mitchen before leaving.
"Consider this a lesson for touching the lord."
Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah
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Ratcliffe's expression almost looked crazed.
He felt like he had been liberated only for a brief moment because even though Mitchen was in him this situation, how could he still be able to block 90% of his attacks, as well as the lord's attacks?
Did he have extra sets of eyes that they weren't aware of?
Do you have to be so exaggerated?
Ratcliffe felt like Mitchen's whole existence was mocking him.
And after stepping away for a second, he turned around again and gave Mitchen 2 deadly kicks.
Pah Pah.
"Eat dust and die lowlife."
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Ratcliffe looked at him with disdain and fury, wishing that he could drop an entire mountain on him that would squash him like a bug.
No!
He didn't even want his remains to be found.
Ratcliffe prided himself to be an impeccable butler.
But this loathsome fellow just made him feel like breaking character over and over again.
How could such a hateful person exist?