The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 719 To Buly the Few with Numbers

Chapter 719 To Buly the Few with Numbers

The Black and White Knights knew if one of them faced an issue, the other would struggle. They could only confront their formidable enemies by combining their strength-a strategy of overwhelming their adversaries with superior numbers.

Spitting another mouthful of blood, Black looked at White with an expression that mingled exhaustion and incredulity. "Do I look alright to you?" "I figure you're probably fine," White suggested optimistically.

Another mouthful of blood shot forth from Black. "I've been spitting up blood, I'm nearly dying, and you say I'm alright?"

"Brother, it's not like it's your first time bleeding out of nowhere. Remember how at the strip club, you bled from the nose every time those sexy girls gyrated? Isn't that so?"

"You... I'm going to kick your teeth in!" In a fit of rage, Black sent his foot flying toward his brother, but White, ever the agile one, ducked away just in time.

Empty-footed, Black lost his balance and crashed to the ground, legs split wide. The sudden landing made him feel as though he'd heard the dreaded sound of eggs cracking. Though nothing had actually broken, the pain was excruciating.

"Ah... It hurts so badly!"

With pained groans, Black clutched at himself, his wails resounding across the field. White quickly approacked, his grin failing to mask his concern. "Brother, I'm sorry! Let's not fight each other. Let's focus our efforts on schooling this country bumpkin!"

"But I'm seriously hurt! You deal with the bumpkin! If you can't even handle a country bumpkin, don't call me brother anymore; I don't have siblings that incompetent!"

Black was playing mind games,

putting his brother in the line of fire first. His earlier skirmish with Daniel revealed that the bumpkin was no easy target, so he thought it best to let White tire Daniel out before stepping in to finish the job with ease.

"Alright, brother! Don't worry. Just leave it to me. I can easily take care of this bumpkin. In less than three minutes, I'll have him lying flat on the ground!"

White couldn't believe that he, a Level Six Martial Arts Master, would struggle against a mere bumpkin. This time he wouldn't give Daniel any openings. He'd employ his secret weapon.

With a swift flourish of his sleeve, White produced a gleaming white ax, his weapon-White Axe!

Forged from a white metal far superior to conventional steel, an ancient metal a thousand times harder, White Axe wasn't solely for chopping iron like mud. It could slice diamonds in two with a single strike.

Daniel glanced at the White Axe, recognizing instantly the exceptional quality of its material and its

razor-sharp edge. Moreover, the weapon was entwined with many sinister spirits, indicating itso blood-drenched history.