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There was no more conversation; the battle was about to begin. In many ways, the Valentine in front of him was stronger than Xiao Yang.

His strength was far superior, his speed held the advantage, and he also possessed skill.

The lead in strength and the advantage in speed couldn't compare to Valentine's complete crushing of Xiao Yang in terms of skill. No, even calling it crushing was an exaggeration. Xiao Yang and he weren't even on the same level in that regard.

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It was like a kindergartener fighting Tyson, or an elementary school student fighting Huang Feihong.

The attacks he swung out missed, and instead, the sounds of impacts kept appearing on his own body.

Even though Xiao Yang's agility attribute wasn't far behind this Valentine, the battle situation was presenting itself as a one-sided affair.

He couldn't keep up, couldn't hit him. Ten axe swings, ten misses. And Xiao Yang could barely defend against the opponent's attacks. In this situation, Xiao Yang was completely being used as a punching bag.

An elite fighting an epic, a level nineteen fighting a level forty-one, this was still too much of a stretch.

The only good news in this battle might be Xiao Yang's relatively tough body and his resilience.

One hundred and five points of defense, thirteen points of damage reduction, ten points of health regeneration, and fifteen hundred points of health.

These allowed Xiao Yang to persevere in this one-sided beating.

The Tyrant Enforcer's strength attribute was at two hundred and three points, and each of his punches dealt around two hundred and thirty damage. His equipment was a pair of black knuckle dusters with electric current running through them.

The electric current damage was completely mitigated by Xiao Yang's attribute resistance. In reality, this Tyrant Enforcer had many attack patterns.

Bleeding, bone breaking, electric shock, fire, mental attacks, corruption, but unfortunately, the only thing that could have the greatest effect on Xiao Yang was pure physical damage.

Bleeding and bone breaking were blocked by Xiao Yang's full body armor. Xiao Yang's Dragon Hunter Armor was a set of full body armor with no blind spots. In one exchange, the Tyrant Enforcer knocked Xiao Yang to the ground, attempting to use a joint lock on him, exerting great force, but he couldn't break Xiao Yang's arm.

The joint areas of the Dragon Hunter Armor had buckles and reinforcements, and the Tyrant Enforcer was powerless.

Elemental damage also had no effect. Xiao Yang's magic resistance was sky-high.

Mental damage had no effect on Xiao Yang at all. Attacks on the soul would be offset by his mental attribute, completely ineffective. Evil god corruption was the same; for Xiao Yang, it was more like a tickle.

And the only thing that could have an effect was physical damage, two hundred and thirty points of physical damage. First, one hundred and five points of defense reduced it, and then thirteen points of damage reduction took away some more, leaving only one hundred and thirteen. And even this little bit of damage was occasionally reduced by the green healing numbers popping up on Xiao Yang's head.

But even at this point, it was still nothing, just a little troublesome. Just like just now, the Tyrant Enforcer punched Xiao Yang right in the face, and a scarlet number of three hundred appeared on Xiao Yang's head.

Gulping so many bottles of health potions into his mouth was indeed the most difficult part of this series of events.

His health was pulled back up to around nine hundred.

Not far away, the Tyrant Enforcer waved his arm, and the flames wrapped around it dissipated in this action. His hand, which had punched with force, wasn't feeling good either, covered in blood. That was caused by the spikes on Xiao Yang's irregular Dragon Hunter helmet.

Xiao Yang's condition was getting worse and worse, but he still just climbed up like that.

In fact, compared to joint locks, elemental damage, corruption, and simply being beaten like a punching bag, this Black Stone Prison Warden Valentine was more skilled at psychological pressure. He liked to see fear, panic, and cowardice in his opponent under his attacks.

As long as the opponent's mentality had a problem, it would not only greatly increase Valentine's combat power, but also excite him.

This kind of battle was what Valentine was most addicted to.

It was a pity that he encountered a freak like Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang just kept getting up, waving the weapon in his hand, drinking blood, not afraid at all, not scared at all.

A freak with great resilience.

This was not what he wanted. This unsmooth battle made Valentine particularly uncomfortable. For a moment, he also became ruthless, wanting to kill Xiao Yang quickly to end this unpleasant experience.

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The first to experience a change in mentality was Valentine himself.

As long as he was patient, then Xiao Yang would definitely have difficulty causing him any significant damage.

But precisely because of this, his mentality had a problem.

The battle continued, and Xiao Yang gradually figured out the movements of this Tyrant Enforcer Valentine. After climbing up again and again, when his health fell to an extremely dangerous situation, this Tyrant Enforcer in front of Xiao Yang was still strong, but he gradually lost that untouchable, absolute power.

Another round of mutual attacks. In this round of attacks, Xiao Yang gave up his defense, allowing the Tyrant Enforcer's attacks to land on him.

Amidst the huge sounds, Xiao Yang's health came to a critical number of five hundred, but at the same time, Xiao Yang had finally caught this guy.

Roaring loudly, he raised the corroded great axe in his hand high, swinging it towards the position where Valentine was retreating. Xiao Yang had seized this opportunity in that beating where he had almost no chance to fight back.

Faced with Xiao Yang's reckless attack, Valentine changed his steps, wanting to retreat, but Xiao Yang was waiting for this moment. He threw down the corroded great axe and suddenly pounced forward, embracing Valentine with orange-red flames on his body.

Valentine wanted to counterattack, his elbows constantly striking Xiao Yang's body, and damage numbers kept popping up, but Xiao Yang didn't care.

Sometimes borrowing the enemy's means is not a shameful thing. At this moment, Xiao Yang unhesitatingly shouted towards the skinny Robert who was watching from the periphery of the battlefield.

"Do it now!"