i***t!”
A glimmer of derision flickered in Adam’s eyes. ‘No one else knew, but you, Walter, should have known that I’m now tempering my lower limbs!’
He had practiced spear combat techniques, yes, but his upper limbs were only moderately strong because he had not tempered his upper limbs yet. His strongest part was his right leg!
Walter was holding the staff with one hand while another formed a fist. His front was currently wide open, completely undefended against Adam at all.
Adam did not hesitate. He discarded the wax staff casually with a flick of his hand.
His left leg kicked downward at the ground, and he jumped up, his right leg kicking hard toward the other.
“Bang!”
The sound of bodies colliding could be heard again. Adam had his leg in Walter’s chest, directly kicking Walter
