A Challange

A piercing boom echoed through the empty alley, followed by a startled exclamation from Jack, "I didn't expect it would be like this..."

Panting heavily, Jack leaned against the wall, leaving behind a trash can with two new holes. His sprinting speed had caused chaos everywhere, but he quickly disappeared into the darkness before anyone noticed.

It had been a while since he felt such emptiness, but he knew it was because of his half-spent mana. The backstab skill had drained the last of it. He felt like an ordinary person waking up after seven days of continuous extreme exercise in bed... if they could still wake up.

Thankfully, the feeling was temporary. After a minute or so of rest, his body began to absorb mana from the surroundings, and the sensation faded.

The skill's effectiveness, on the other hand, was impressive. Jack had entered a new powerful state the moment he activated it, moving behind the targeted trash can at lightning speed and instinctively backstabbing it.

The process was so swift that he doubted anyone could have reacted or defended themselves against it.

Moreover, he didn't have any weapon in hand then. As he made the stabbing motion, an energy sword appeared and effortlessly pierced through the trash can.

(Trash can: "Who did I provoke? Are you &...@#&%...")

"It can be used as the last resort, not at the beginning," Jack concluded.

There was no point in using it from the start. With empty mana, he would be left defenseless after that.

"It sucks too hard!"

He couldn't help but chuckle at his pun, feeling satisfied with his successful execution of the backstab skill.

•••

"What did you mean?" Wick asked, answering his phone as he was about to arrive at the training base.

Jack had deliberately waited for several hours before calling Wick. Even though it only took more than ten minutes for Wick to finish his activities with Helen.

Man, he is fast!

"Training base? What do you want to train me for?" Wick inquired.

"Of course, some techniques that benefit you," replied Jack. "Although you are strong, you are not strong enough."

"I'm curious," Wick said, "What technique?"

"For example," Jack walked towards the training base, where he had already heard some screams and beating sounds,

"Do you want to learn the technique that can make bullets bend?"

Wick's jaw dropped in shock. "!!!"

"If you want to learn, come here quickly. Besides, our first operation will start soon," Jack said before hanging up the phone and walking into the factory.

•••

The scene of a loving father and son being filial inside the factory was played out. The sounds of beatings and wailing that Jack had just heard outside were also coming from here.

Wesley was beaten to a pulp by Carlos.

"So, is this the training method of your assassins?" Jack came to Fox with his arms crossed and asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"Should every new assassin be beaten to a pulp like this initially?"

"Haven't you experienced it?" Fox asked back.

"Of course, I don't," Jack shook his head. "I don't need it."

"You are an unlucky one, then. You have missed out on something sooo enjoyable...," Fox replied.

"We use this method to exercise the will, stimulate and strengthen the body. In addition, when the bloodline of the assassin is turned on, while the visual speed, strength, etc., are strengthened, our senses will also be heightened.

And if we are injured now, the pain we need to bear is several times the usual," explained Fox.

"Only through repeated training and an iron-like will can we persist in not fainting or withdrawing from the bloodline of assassins due to severe pain in such a situation," Fox explained further.

"Then..." Jack was thoughtful, "I have a question."

"Hmm?"

"Isn't it all right if you don't get hit?" Jack asked with a grin

. Fox looked at Jack in confusion, wondering if he was joking.

•••

On the side, Wesley, who was panting, had been paying attention to the conversation between Jack and his goddess Fox, wondering if Jack was a genius. Like any young man with a crush, Wesley was extremely concerned about any man who came near his goddess, fearing that she might be snatched away.

But when it was his turn, he didn't dare to even make a peep. So, when he heard what Jack said just now, his eyes lit up with excitement.

"That's right, Dad! Must I train like this again if I don't get hit?" Wesley asked with enthusiasm.

Carlos didn't say a word; instead, he punched Wesley in the face, causing him to fall flat on his back. Wesley could feel the world spinning around him, seeing stars dancing before his eyes.

Carlos's face turned dark with anger,

"Do you think you're some sort of monster who can easily dodge bullets? Why would you need me to train you if you had that ability? You'd take down your enemies with just one or two strokes! Can't you see the facts, you bastard?"

Carlos hit Wesley harder, fueled by hatred and anger. Wesley screamed with every punch.

Fox gritted her teeth on hearing this. She is still feeling uncomfortable after being by Jack earlier. She wanted to go another round with Jack.

"I don't believe you are so powerful. Why don't you let us try if you think you are?" Fox thought of an idea and decided to challenge Jack.

"Of course!" Jack raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "How do you want to try?"

"Since you said it's fine if you don't get hurt, let's see if you can guarantee that you won't get hurt under the hail of bullets." Fox challenged him, "How about it?"

"Sure thing!" Jack agreed without hesitation.

Coincidentally, he had just upgraded his [Knight Bloodline] and had yet to try it out to see what kind of strengthening it could bring him. This would be the perfect opportunity to test it out!

"Are we really going to do this?" Wesley nervously glanced at Jack, who was standing 50 meters away and whispered to Fox, who was beside him.

"I don't always feel very confident. What if something goes wrong?"

"Don't worry, just give it your all," Carlos said sternly. He was a little upset that Wesley had asked Fox instead of him, "That man is far more dangerous than you can imagine."

"It's okay. We can take him on," Fox said confidently.

"Really?" Wesley asked skeptically.

"You'll see," Fox replied, shaking her head.

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