Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 543 - 188: The Identity of the Cloak Man! _2

Chapter 543: Chapter 188: The Identity of the Cloak Man! _2

The terror of suppression was so intense that he couldn’t keep down the warmth in his throat. Blood spilled out from his teeth, and his face twisted even more horribly.

This was completely different from facing Lieutenant Colonel Bolton before.

The pressure exerted by a fifth tiered card master was so terrifying that it paralyzed people with pain, making them incapable of fighting back.

Leonard Churchill had no doubt that if that staff really fell, he would instantly die on the spot.

However, this terrifying pressure only lasted for an instant before it suddenly disappeared.

When he looked again, the great detective Robin Smith’s robe had already burst open, revealing a grotesque, tumorous half of his body.

The pairs of monstrous red eyes on the tumorous skin opened, like a devil on the hunt, greedily eyeing the crowd around him.

Everyone who saw this felt their scalps tingle in terror.

At this moment, the Hexagram Array on his white gloves was radiating blood-red light, pulling out strands of glinting, cold metallic wire from his index finger.

Looking around, the countless wires woven into a web, were like a spider that had captured its prey and had trapped Colonel Hays and his Giant Curse in the web, while the long curse staff also stopped in mid-air.

The person in the web tried to struggle, but the wires tore into their flesh, producing a harsh, grating noise.

Leonard had experienced the power of these wires before. Anyone trapped by them, unless they had a strong enough defense, would be instantly sliced into pieces when they tried to move.

Ironically, the target that the wire was pulling was not only Colonel Hays, a man unlucky enough to be caught in the wire array was trying to escape but was instantly cut into pieces.

Colonel Hays looked at the wires imprisoning him and his face darkened.

It was not that he didn’t have the ability to fight, it was just hard for him to withdraw with this guy restraining him.

On the side, Young Master Kak also wore a gloomy expression and yelled, “Have you considered the consequences of opposing the Lionheart Family?!”

The metallic wire had easily pierced into his mechanical armor, any slight movement would certainly result in his death.

It seemed that Robin had no intention to kill him, instead, he just shrugged, curling a finger, the wire moved closer to his neck in response.

…

“Tsk tsk … What an effective method.”

When he saw this, Leonard remembered his previous battle with Robin.

If they really fought, Robin could kill him with just a flick of his finger.

However, it was exactly when faced with such a powerful opponent that Leonard’s smile became even brighter.

He had been utterly clueless before, but now in his demonic solution form, he could understand a bit.

This was the world of the strong…

Although he was still unsure of this guy’s purpose, the fact was, the life-threatening pressure from a top-level expert was gone.

Leonard did not waste his time and attacked Abel once again.

After mastering the subtleties of “Controlling Air”, the balance of the match subtly tilted.

Before, Abel had been pressing on Leonard like a fierce tiger hunting a rabbit.

But now things had turned around.

Having grasped the mystic of “Air”, Leonard’s attacks could now harm this person who was a tier higher than him.

Although Abel, the boxing king, still had the advantage in fighting techniques, without the absolute advantage of “Controlling Air”, the absolute gap in physical attributes was enough to make up for the gap in skills and experience.

What’s more, this gap was getting smaller and smaller!

Only now did Leonard understand that JOKER’s demonic solution form had a very exaggerated learning ability.

Everything he saw could be “understood” in a very short time.

Combined with his mask and his own high level of enlightenment, and the high skill attribute of an Air Skill Master, those “understandings” instantly became skills he mastered.

What’s even more amazing was that he himself was a proficient master of advanced fighting Air Skills. Although Abel’s techniques were very clever, between peers, he could guess the nature of any martial skills used several times.

In his demonic solution state, Leonard didn’t have to guess, he could understand at one glance.

The quickest way for a fighter to learn, was through real combat!

There couldn’t be a better opportunity than right now.

Lower-level martial skills were almost instantly learned. Slightly more difficult ones would be mastered after just one or two uses in combat.

The most direct example was the data shown in the Enlightenment Display.

“‘Advanced Fighting Techniques’ proficiency +122”

“‘Advanced Air Skills’ proficiency +101”

“You have mastered ‘Wave Karate’, proficiency +147”

“You have mastered the martial skill ‘Spear Leg’, proficiency +233”

“…”

Leonard did not bother to track the changes on the panel.

However, in reality, he felt that he was becoming more and more adept at using “Air”.

From using the Tiger Cannon Fist to fight at first, he was at a disadvantage. Later, he was able to use his own physical advantages to balance out the gap in curse power.

Gradually, the fight between the two became too close to call.

“Slap” “Slap” “Slap”…

Using air to hit air, the sound of air explosions was incessant.

Every now and then, a figure was smashed into a building, causing dust to fly everywhere. The fight had clearly reached a critical point.

Looking at the two figures in midst of the fierce battle, the spectators felt more and more strange.

Because they gradually noticed that the boxing techniques and moves of the two seemed to be exactly the same?!

“Hahaha…”

The more Leonard fought, the more joyful he felt. The gleam in his eyes was blazing red, and his laughter became more and more unrestrained.

The laughter echoing in his ears, to Abel, was pure mockery.

But indeed, the more he fought, the more alarmed he felt.

From the moment he found that his opponent had mastered the mystery of “Controlling Air”, this sense of panic did not disappear, but instead, intensified.

Because gradually, to Abel’s horror, he found that all the fighting techniques he knew were reflected in the opponent across from him.