Chapter 399 His Inner Demon [Part 1]



Villain Ch 399. His Inner Demon [Part 1]

With determination in his eyes and the taste of challenge in the air, Allen unleashed his Poison Blade skill, the blades gleaming menacingly in the light. Without hesitation, he lunged toward Jordan, his only goal was to defeat the opponent in front of him.

Jordan positioned himself to respond to Allen's advance. He anticipated the clash, muscles tense and senses heightened. But, just as Jordan prepared to engage, Allen executed a lightning-quick move, utilizing his Hiding skill. In an instant, he vanished from Jordan's line of sight, leaving him momentarily bewildered and searching for any sign of his elusive opponent.

Jordan, now slightly disoriented by Allen's skillful use of the Hiding skill, turned sideways, remaining vigilant and preparing for an attack from any possible direction. His blades were still raised in front of him, ready to defend against any assault.

However, to Jordan's surprise, Allen reappeared right in front of him, moving with a speed and precision that caught Jordan off guard. Allen swiftly ducked under Jordan's raised blades, leaving Jordan momentarily exposed and vulnerable. A smirk danced on Allen's lips, his posture ready for a swift and decisive counterattack.

Allen, fueled by determination and adrenaline, swung his blades fiercely in an upward motion, aiming for Jordan's defenses. Their blades clashed with a resounding clash, sparks flying in all directions. In a split second, the sheer force and precision behind Allen's strike overwhelmed Jordan's defenses.

The impact was enough to break Jordan's guard, causing his arms to open and exposing his torso. Jordan's eyes widened in shock as he felt the intense pain and the shockwave from the collision.

With relentless determination, Allen seized the opportunity and swung his blades in a swift, precise motion, aiming directly at Jordan's chest. Despite Jordan's attempt to retreat, he couldn't fully evade the attack, and the blades cut across his chest, causing a deep gash. While it wasn't a critical blow, it still inflicted considerable damage on Jordan.

[Jordan has taken 273 damage points!]

[Jordan has been affected by the poison effect!]

[His HP points will decrease by 1 point per 2 seconds!]

[His speed will be reduced by 20%!]

The clash of blades and the pain etched across Jordan's face were the center of attention in the intense duel.

Not stopping there, Allen continued to slash his blades fiercely.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

The arena was a flurry of fast and precise movements as Allen relentlessly pursued Jordan. His blades were a blur of motion, each swing and strike aimed with precision and speed. Jordan, on the other hand, had to rely on his agility to dodge Allen's relentless attacks, retreating and sidestepping to avoid the deadly strikes. Occasionally, he managed to counter one of Allen's moves, but the momentum was firmly in Allen's favor.

The two opponents danced around each other within the digital arena, their every move met with anticipation from the spectators, who were in awe of their incredible skills and the speed at which they fought.

'His inner demons are really something...' Jordan thought. His eyes were on Allen

In the midst of their intense battle, Allen suddenly changed his movements. He swiftly ducked down and executed a spinning kick aimed at Jordan's legs, catching him completely off guard. The force of the kick struck Jordan's legs, sweeping them out from under him. With a surprised yelp, Jordan lost his balance and tumbled to the ground.

[Jordan has taken 45 damage points!]

Allen leaped into the air with his blades poised to strike at Jordan's head, it seemed like a critical moment. However, luck was on Jordan's side. With lightning-fast reflexes, he rolled to the side just in the nick of time, narrowly avoiding Allen's deadly attack. Allen's blades struck the ground with a powerful force, creating small craters in the arena floor as sparks flew from the impact. It was a close call, and the intensity of their battle continued to escalate.

Jordan fought to regain his footing after narrowly escaping Allen's previous onslaught. The battle had taken an intense turn, and both combatants were pushing their limits. As Jordan steadied himself, he gasped for breath, his chest heaving from the exertion.

However, Allen showed no signs of letting up. He continued his relentless assault, his movements precise and unwavering. In a daring move, Allen threw one of his blades directly at Jordan's hand. It was a calculated risk, and it paid off. The blade struck Jordan's hand, causing him to cry out in pain. His own blade slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground.

[Jordan has taken 155 damage points!]

Jordan grimaced, feeling the sting of the wound.

Allen lunged at Jordan, his remaining blade poised for a potentially fatal strike. Jordan showed incredible resilience. With a burst of strength, he managed to intercept Allen's attack, their blades clashing violently. The force of their clash sent tremors through the arena, and the onlookers watched in awe.

In addition, Allen saw an opportunity and seized it. With a swift maneuver, he reached out and grabbed the blade that was still embedded in the back of Jordan's hand. He pushed it deeper into the wound, causing Jordan to grit his teeth in pain.

Their eyes locked in a fierce and unyielding gaze, a son and father engaged in a battle of wills and strength. The intensity of their fight was palpable, and it was impossible to predict who would emerge victorious in this high-stakes showdown.

[Jordan has taken 63 damage points!]

The intensity of the match had everyone gasping, including Emma. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she watched the fierce battle unfolding before her.

"No way... Dad is losing?" she muttered in disbelief, unable to fully comprehend what she was witnessing. It was indeed too early to assume that, but this was the first time she had seen someone successfully push her father this far in a duel. The unexpected turn of events had left her in awe, and she couldn't help but wonder if Allen would emerge as the victor.