Chapter 12: Revenge
"Really?"
The metal box that had been placed on the ground was smashed against the big man with lightning speed.
The big man's reaction was also fast, and he quickly slashed the metal box.
Flames flew which showed the powerful strength of this blow, but Ken wanted the guy to do a heavy blow.
The metal box unlocked by Ken suffered this heavy blow and suddenly opened, and countless banknotes fell like snowflakes.
"I'll kill you."
The big man whose sight was blocked by the sky of banknotes roared and shook the machete to both sides.
At the same time, the big man's body emitted a blue arc at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It turned out to be you!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, and he looked back to see a familiar scene, and a feeling in his heart reappeared.
Flashback
On the stage, Ken who had not become number seven yet and he who is known as Electric Bomb started a duel.
He, Electric bomb was a well-known strong man in the arena.
He despised the rats who hid their head and showed their tail from the bottom of his heart.
However, he encountered this when fighting.
A black robed man's voice suddenly appeared behind him, and he felt the pain that was unforgettable for a lifetime.
The air burst, and a leg emerged from the darkness suddenly slammed into his back.
He had no chance to resist and was thrown tens of meters away and he hit the high wall of the arena.
In the present
A kick hit the back of the big man and he flew away and hit the wall of the alley.
"Cough! Cough!"
The big man coughed blood, and the powder of his internal organs were coughed out.
However, looking at the black robed man that came by, the big man's eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred, and scenes of unforgettable memories replayed in his mind again.
"Was that you in the forty-second battle, are you Electric Bomb?"
"You finally remembered, damn fellow." The big man breathed fire with his eyes, and he roared with exhaustion as he watched the approaching Ken.
"Why do you have to attack me outside for the grievances of the Arena?"
"That depends on what kind of grievances it is. You made me lose the dignity of a man. Even if I die, I will at least trouble you as much as I can."
Ken's face shrouded in the black robe was weird, and he glanced vaguely under the big man.
No wonder this guy was so angry. It turns out he was beaten into being an eunuch.
As if he had noticed Ken's gaze, the big man showed a hideous face, and his right hand, which had been shrinking behind his back, suddenly clenched.
"Die for me!"
The big man's right fist turned and blasted out in an instant, with an astonishing arc.
A sound that was like a thousand birds screaming appeared, and a three-meter long spear of thunder shot out from the big man's right fist in an instant.
But at this moment, the big man blinked his eyes and looked at the thunder spear, which was only half a foot away from Ken.
He was slightly stunned. However, in just a moment, a sudden sound appeared in his right arm.
The big man gritted his teeth and looked back, shockingly, a long sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings and as bright as snow was inserted into his right arm.
His right arm was even nailed to the wall.
"You are really sluggish, no, it should be that when you use your quirk, your perception will be paralyzed, making your reaction half a beat slower than other people." Ken walked towards the big man leisurely.
"This sword?" The big man didn't care about Ken's sarcasm.
Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, as if he blamed all the grievances on this suddenly emerging long sword.
"This is a soft sword with a blade length of 76 cm and a blade width of 3.5 cm. It can be worn around the waist and used as a belt, so it is also called a belt sword."
Ken explained politely, then walked up to the big man and pulled it out.
He took out the soft sword and flicked his fingers.
The long sword slightly bent and a soft sound like a piano string appeared.
In just a moment, the bloodshot stains disappeared.
"Bending hard like a hook, utterly loud and straight like a string, it's really a good sword."
Even if he was familiar with soft swords, Ken still praised it in his heart.
For people like Ken who use swords, while walking in a metropolis, instead of carrying a katana or a long sword, it is better to use a belt sword.
Not only does is it hard to notice, but the effect is also very significant.
Like now, the big man was directly penetrated by the soft sword.
Coupled with the serious injury just now, he has no combat power at this moment.
Looking at the gray faced man lying on the ground, Ken did not show the slightest pity.
He grabbed the man's neck with his right hand and slowly lifted him up.
In the deep and quiet alley, a petite figure in a black robe, pinched a strong man's neck, and slowly lifted him up.
This strange scene would be enough to shock anyone.
Tick! Tick!
Drops of scarlet blood hit the mossy ground.
Ken raised his head slightly, and looked at the familiar face reflected in the big man's eyes.
He sneered, and his hands tightened.