Chapter 134

By the way, his stats were very, very impressive:

Name: Ras Al Ghul "Demon Head, Demon, Terry Jean Kase, Henri Ducard"

Level: 143

Race: Human

Grade 1: Assassin

1 Subclass: Master BI.

2 Subclass: AC in shooting.

3 Subclass: Spy Thief.

4 Subclass: Poisoner.

2nd Class: Politician.

Trait: Assassin, Willpower, BI Master, Empowered by the source of life, Head of the Assassin clan, Single father, father of many children.

Age: 800

Characteristics: see details.

Somehow I don't even want to look at its characteristics. I feel flawed.

- Isaac Dinklage. - the man savored my name on his lips.

He studied me carefully, and then got up from the throne.

- I have been watching you for a long time, and, to be honest, you surprised me. Pleasantly. Few of the promising young people in our craft achieve such rapid success in life and learning. You're just an abnormal person.

- Well, I think a lot of flattering things can be said about you. I've heard a lot about you. And I would love to chat with you. But I have business: police service, dear woman, now there are two more girls in custody. By the way, the older one is standing next to Sandra. - on these words, the woman pulled her eyelid, because she did not tell me her real name. Let him now think and wonder how I could recognize him. - Jade darling come here. We are going home.

- Ooh. - She looks at me with frightened eyes and shakes her head negatively.

Shunshin and I are behind her and knock her out, throwing her into the Inventory. Shiva is quickly leaving me. In vain! I wasn't going to fight her.

- Let's do it, dear "Demon Head". You do not touch me, my loved ones, and you do not climb into Gotham. And I do not touch you and do not meddle in your affairs. How do you like it?

- Pretty daring. - Ras chuckled. - I do not argue, you are a high-level fighter. With a force unknown to me. But you cannot confront the League alone, much less defeat me, to prove your superiority and the right to dictate terms.

- So your answer is negative?

- As you understand.

At this moment, all the other Ligans, except for Shiva and Ras, took out their weapons and prepared to attack. Also, three more assassins entered this hall, led by Thalia, who at first also wanted to join in the attack on my carcass, but Ras stopped her with one glance, which the eastern beauty did not like.

I had to act quickly more than fifty kunai appeared from the Inventory into my hands and immediately set off towards the opponents. Some hit the mark, some didn't. This was not the main purpose of throwing.

BOOM BOOM !!!

Almost fifty corpses, which now cannot be identified.

- Don't underestimate your opponent. - As if nothing had happened, I said to Ras, standing right in front of him as Shunshin.

- Pretty interesting. But are you capable of a much more traditional type of combat? - and immediately threw off his cloak and took out his sword.

I don't know what came over me, but I could not resist the temptation to cross blades with such a person.

- May it be so. - I nodded and took out Artemis's gift.

I re-nourished my body even more with chakra and went on the attack.

What is a sword fight between two opponents?

If you try to summarize the basics of sword fighting, many of the subtleties of sword fighting cannot be conveyed on paper or in words. Thus, constant practice is the key to acquiring the skills needed to survive sword fighting. Skill and strength are two different things. I am strong, but I am not a master. And Ras Al Gul is a master, but no longer strong, as I once understood from this battle.

He is looking for a replacement. Of course, if I had overcome him now, I still would not have been able to become his worthy successor. Compare his experience with mine, our skills, and I lose. I am aware of this.

Now I push him, although I managed to get scratches. And this is given the fact that my body is strengthened by chakra, I used "Doton: Stoneskin" and armor with fuin. He's amazing. I would not mind meeting with him in battle or even training. But I can't leave Gotham. Consent to this training is not one or two years. Although it is possible with the System, it is possible to learn during this time, as well as gain the entire experience of Ras Al Ghul. But now I can crush him with power. Until the chakra ends.

In one of the clever tricks, he was able to knock my sword out of his hands. But he did not attack after that. And he threw his blade aside and went hand-to-hand at me.

And here again I was crushed by experience. His blows are strong. Not deadly, but strong. Once again, I am amazed at this man and respect him even more. But I have no right to lose.

So I moved on to Eight Gates - Level 1. It made us equal. But I soon realized that Ras had adjusted to the fight and that I needed to increase my efforts.

The smile that I radiated was not visible under my mask. But Ras showed that grin. And that made me happy. I impressed him. I myself do not know why, I never thought that the opinion of this person is important to me. But my soul is pleasant.

2nd level!

And after that, I began to pour chakras into the blows even more. My speed has increased again. And Ras could no longer catch up with her. Not those years.

A series of combinations. And one powerful blow. They forced Ras Al Ghul to sleep. Yes, the surviving two assassins, Thalia and Shiva, looked at it like a miracle. But I clearly understood that if not the chakra and not the "Eight Gates", I would have put the hell on the shoulder blades of a bison like him.

And although I was happy about this victory. But there was a burning sadness in my soul.

Who am I without chakra?

Really just a lucky upstart!

I need a teacher - a real permanent teacher. Otherwise, I won't be able to look at myself in the mirror.

"Thank you for the fight, Demon Chief. - I bowed to him in oriental traditions. - Maybe we will repeat it some other time? When we are both free. Or let's talk in a more peaceful way. But now, alas, I am in a hurry. Good luck. And yes, please think about my words. I do not want to be at enmity with you. - and left Hiraishin.

Time to go home.

To be continued…