42 Ambush (1)

Thrasher entered Humble Paradise's vision as he spoke with Martial Fist.

"So… can you show me that technique again after this battle?"

"Hmmm, we can talk about that later! Focus! Like I taught you and Little Foot!" Martial Fist was currently training the King Bear as it sweat. At this point, it was actually getting stronger even though this was supposed to be impossible.

"Ah… yes, well, at least add me as a friend?" Humble Paradise said with a sigh.

"Sure!" Martial Fist said as he took out another apple and gave it to Little Foot. He had a mask on his face and had been waiting for this battle for the last two hours. His only solace was his students' eyes glaring at him with worry.

"I just need you to focus on Thrasher's movements… I have a feeling you will be a third disciple of mine…"

"You're too humble, however, I can't believe he's really approaching…"

Humble Paradise then scratched his foot against the ground. "I think the landscape will offer him a nice surprise! I'm so glad you thought of our plan!"

"Yup, now, look… I think he's talking to himself…" Martial Fist giggled, "I think he noticed me…"

"Who Thrasher?" Martial Fist said and glanced. He could barely see Thrasher's lips moving let alone make out words. "You're very impressive Fist…"

"Yes, but… I got to go before he runs away… He's looking at me like I'm a monster," Martial Fist sighed and immediately began to sprint!

"But… what about the plan!"

….

Thrasher, just a second ago, turned to Pell and pat her back.

"Pell, Log off and start dinner for me, please." He grinned at her and then turned to Dream Knight.

"You too, Dream Knight! Get off now before I regret having you around…"

Pinnacle Lilly sighed looking at the two men in the distance. "I don't see anything scary brother! You're freaking out for nothing!"

"Master would be upset at you, Pell.. That man's aura is terrifying…"

Thrasher's senses had been honed to a great extent by his master, and his odd diet. The men waiting seemed harmless, but his eyes carried vast experience, and a little twinge of craziness. It was as if it was his master, and he was rightfully afraid.

Frankly, if it was his master, though, he would've not been level 15 by now. His master was really horrible at games.

"Ugh, but shouldn't we stay then, captain? 4 v 2 is better than 1 v 2."

"I have Purple Monarch! Even if they capture him, I won't care…"

"Yup, captain's right! Girl's that guy is scary!" Purple Monarch shivered and pointed at Humble Paradise. "I think I've seen him in a wanted picture!"

"Oh… no, the level 15 one running towards us is dangerous, Purple. Uhm, so guys… trust your guild head, okay?"

Thrasher was serious, and Pinnacle Lilly sighed and then grabbed Dream Knights hand. "I trust my brother, sister… Let's go so he can focus."

"Fine…" Dream Knight said, but she felt worried. If she knew half of what Thrasher knew, though, she would've run by now, and not hesitantly walked.

A second later, the ground burst, and nine figures shot out of five hidden holes. It was set up like a star in the grasslands.

Thrasher immediately sighed as they fired [fire ball] attacks, and [poison arrows] towards him and his sister. Obviously, he wasn't worried about them, and ran to meet the terrifying man.

"Lilly, take care of these weaklings, and then run, okay?"

He burst off his foot, and activated [conquerer's blade] and [conquerer's rain] as he approached the man, Martial Fist.

"Fine… but if you lose, I'm telling master!" Lilly said with a smile, and then she simulcast [earth wall] and [stone fist] into one of the approaching throats of the enemies around her.

Instantly, one of the men fell as she sighed watching her brother run off. That man cracked into the ground as the other eight surrounded Dream Knight and Monarch carefully. After all, it was shocking the girl just sent a black belt in the death arts flying.

They hesitantly approached as Thrasher inched closer and closer to what he thought would be a terrifying battle.

"Please… just don't be any stronger than master…" Thrasher drew his blades and used [swordsman leap] to take the high ground.

A second later, that man grabbed an arrow from the quiver on his back and tossed it into the sky.