Chapter 87:Duel with the legend

Without wasting any time, I sprang up from my place and clenched my fist, swinging it towards Anaxor, but he noticed my fist with sharp eyes and countered by slipping behind me, delivering a hard blow to my ribs. However, as I noticed I was taking less damage than before, I turned back with a proud smile and began to attack with all my might. Both of us could still fight with our fists, not resorting to magic or weapons, but Anaxor seemed to be using some kind of special power.

I knew this couldn't be possible, but he evaded attacks so flawlessly that I couldn't help but be amazed. What was interesting was that I had performed better in our previous fight. It was as if he had started to take me seriously or had analyzed me in our previous fight and now seemed to have finished his analysis. I didn't know what was going on, but I could still see that I couldn't resist him.

About ten minutes into the fight, I finally managed to land my first punch, but since he stopped it with his own hand, I only managed to inflict some damage. As this one-sided fight continued, my mind was constantly trying to create a plan, and I finally came up with a plan to win.

According to the plan, I would go on the defensive and Anaxor would attack me with all his might, but the important detail here was that I was twice as strong as him. At some point, Anaxor would tire out, and then it would be my turn to strike. This seemed like the most logical strategy that came to my mind in this fight, and I began to implement it.

I remained on the defensive, trying to protect my head and vital organs, and started to meet Anaxor's sharp punches. Occasionally, I managed to throw punches at him when I found openings, but these punches were not very accurate.

I continued to stay on defense, sticking to my strategy. Anaxor's punches kept coming relentlessly, hitting my body mercilessly. Each blow echoed in my ribs, leaving sharp pains in my shoulders and abdomen. But I was quite determined; with each blow I received, I grew stronger, building an unbeatable fortress in my mind. I carefully watched every move Anaxor made. His sharp punches sometimes landed on my face, sometimes on my ribs, and sometimes on my abdomen.

My defense was solid, but the intensity and speed of Anaxor's strikes continued to push me. Each blow left deep marks on my soul, making it harder for me to breathe. Controlling my breath and suppressing the pain, I proceeded with my plan step by step. I held my defense tight, making sure to protect my head and vital organs. I had no choice but to wait for Anaxor's energy to run out.

During this time, I managed to land a few punches on Anaxor, albeit not accurately. After a while, the speed and power of Anaxor's punches began to decrease. Signs of fatigue became visible. I noticed that Anaxor's breathing was getting heavier, and his movements were slowing down slightly. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for.

Without a moment's hesitation, I launched a counterattack. I landed my first punch on Anaxor's vulnerable waist. Anaxor staggered. My subsequent punches continued to hit accurately, and I continued to mercilessly strike like a maniac with a crazed smile. I couldn't see anything but the urge to destroy this devil in front of me.

"HAHAHAHAHA"I smiled wildly and my eyes could see nothing but the enemy.

I kept attacking Anaxor, with all my strength, anger, and determination. My hands were trembling, my breath was quickening. As I was hoping to knock out my opponent with each blow, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the left side of my brain. At first, it seemed to be just a temporary annoyance, but it quickly began to spread. But I was in no mood to ignore such pain in the middle of battle. I had to defeat my enemy.

As Anaxor's harsh and merciless attacks came one after the other, I tried to fight back with all my strength, resisting each of his moves, each of his blows, hoping to weaken him. But the pain in my brain would not go away. On the contrary, it became more and more intense, squeezing me like a vice, squeezing the inside of my head. A few more times, I felt the same terrible pain in my head, and this time, my eyes began to glaze over.

At that moment, I realized that Anaxor was relentlessly pounding on my head, but it was too late. The blows were so powerful that the darkness in my eyes was deepening, and my body was betraying me. My knees began to tremble, and my legs could no longer carry me. Everything slowed down for a moment; it was as if the world around me was moving in slow motion. I saw the savage grin on Anaxor's face, relishing his victory.

With one last effort, I tried to stand up, but my body wouldn't obey me. Like a leaf falling from its branch in autumn, I collapsed to the ground uncontrollably. As I felt the cold and hard surface of the ground against my back, my eyes slowly began to close. As my consciousness faded away, there was only one thought in my mind: I had been defeated. Anaxor had won his victory, and as I disappeared into this pain and darkness, it was as if I could hear his cries of triumph.

Anaxor's apparent exhaustion during the fight and the openings in his defense that allowed my punches to reach him were all part of his plan. He had manipulated and feigned exhaustion, but by the time I realized this, it was too late for everything.

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When I opened my eyes again, I saw Anaxor sitting in front of me, doing something akin to meditation. I was quite surprised that he hadn't killed me yet and apparently wanted to make some kind of deal with me. When I stood up and sat in front of him, he opened his eyes and a smug smile spread across his face.

"That was quite a good fight, kid. Be proud of it," he said.

"But I didn't win in the end," I said.

"As long as you're not dead, you can always gain something from a fight. It's how you look at the fight, kid. Besides, no one has ever beaten me in a one-on-one fight before, so don't lose your confidence. " he said, surprisingly.

"Aren't you being a bit too kind to me?" I asked.

"Well, since we'll be together for quite a while now, I shouldn't be too harsh on you, or you might end up like in your previous life" he said teasingly.

"When you say we'll be together for quite a while, what exactly do you mean?" I asked, disregarding his joke.

"Just as I said, we'll be together. I'll be inside you, and you'll help me accomplish my plans. One day, when we go to the Devil's Continent, I'll inhabit my own body, but don't worry, it'll take us years to get to the Devil's Continent, and by then, you'll have grown quite strong," he said.

What he said seemed quite reasonable, but I needed to know his plans. Honestly, I didn't have much choice but to accept anyway, but I still had many questions.

"Why didn't you just kill me and take over my body?" I asked curiously.

"What I did is none of your concern, but to sum it up, it's easier and more advantageous this way," he said.

I nodded understandingly and asked no more questions about that, but there was still something else I was curious about.

"So, what are your plans?" I asked.

Anaxor was silent for a few seconds before answering my question, and when I saw the smile I was used to, he spoke