Chapter 82: Why Wouldn't I Be?

The stalker, on the other hand, appeared very confused. Had he judged Loui wrong? How could someone be that flexible? And why was he fighting with his legs only? Was he looking down on him? This made the stalker mad, so he charged with deep spite.

The clash of their bodies echoed through the empty street as they exchanged swift and brutal strikes. Their superhuman speed left a faint afterimage in the air.

Loui's raw strength was on display as he landed continuous kicks on different parts of the stalker's body. However, his main target was the stalker's neck and the center of his head. They were vital spots, so he was certain that if he lands a kick there, he might end the stalker temporarily.

The stalker was retaliating as quickly as possible, launching a barrage of razor-sharp daggers, which Loui narrowly dodged.