I'm Too Lazy to Even Compare Myself to You

————"Seven Nights of Survivor".

———— "a despicable fraudster".

Amidst the shattering sparks, Fang Li and Roa transformed their most genuine impressions of each other into brief words, making language seem like a sharp blade, piercing each other's eardrums.

Faced with the verbal attacks that pierced their eardrums, Fang Li and Roa both laughed it off.

Only their eyes revealed a stark contrast: one was utterly calm, while the other was brimming with murderous intent.

The next second, as if they had agreed beforehand, Fang Li and Roa simultaneously withdrew their weapons and took a step back.

However, the foot that retreated suddenly exerted force upon landing, causing Fang Li and Roa to dart forward simultaneously.

"Choke----!"

The sharp dagger, like a cold crescent moon, sliced across the sky.

"Laugh----!"

The menacing knife, like the claws of a ferocious beast, sliced through the air.

"Clang----!"

With a sound like the tolling of a bell, the deadly weapons collided simultaneously, causing sparks to explode like fireworks, illuminating the surroundings.

This signaled the start of a fierce confrontation.

Accompanied by a flurry of flashing swords, countless blades lit up the space, unleashing a torrential downpour upon the opponent.

Fang Li and Roa faced each other, their eyes locked. The weapons in their hands transformed into raging slashes, cutting through the air with astonishing speed and colliding repeatedly.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"

Amidst the continuous clanging sounds, sparks appeared frequently, like dust scattered in space.

That was a real storm.

Each slash of the blade was a stream of air.

Each collision caused a stir.

A storm of blades swept between Fang Li and Roa, creating a blinding display of light and shadow. They slashed at each other and danced wildly, making each cold blade a like an invisible weasel, sweeping in all directions.

"Smack!"

The moment a pebble fell into the midst of the flashing swords and shadows, it was immediately shredded into dust by countless slashes.

"Puff!"

The ground around them was swept by the blade-like light of the weasel, as if a wound had been cut open, and cracks were directly scraped out.

The furious clash between Fang Li and Roa took place countless times in less than a second, leaving the ground around them completely battered and bruised.

The dangers involved far exceed what outsiders perceive.

That was a critical problem that only Fang Li and Roa knew.

"Laugh----!"

With a sharp whistling sound, the razor-sharp dagger followed an unpredictable trajectory, gliding through countless flashes of swords and blades, and aimed at the Dead Apostle's neck.

There, there is a crack-like line that symbolizes the end, representing a fatal weakness.

"Clang—!"

However, the sharp dagger was quickly deflected by the suddenly withdrawn, menacing blade.

As if he knew in advance that Fang Li would attack that spot, Roa calmly blocked the fatal blow with a cold smile.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce glint flashed in Roa's eyes, and the knife in his hand suddenly thrust out, weaving through countless flashes of swords and shadows, heading straight for Fang Li's chest.

There, too, was a crack-like line, clearly imprinted in Roa's field of vision.

"Tear..."

Amidst the fierce clash of blades, a faint tearing sound, quickly masked, rang out.

That was the sound of Fang Li's clothes being ripped apart by a vicious knife.

Fang Li deftly sidestepped the incoming knife with perfect timing and composure.

The blade grazed Fang Li's skin, tearing Fang Li clothes and causing some fabric to fall to the ground.

However, in that instant, Fang Li unleashed another lightning-fast slash with his dagger.

Moreover, the speed far exceeded the previous storm-like slashes.

"————!"

The sudden, lightning-fast flash caught Roa off guard, and after he came to his senses, he quickly looked up.

"Whoosh—!"

With a crisp, clean sound of wind cutting through the air, the dagger flashed past Roa's neck.

The cold, sharp blade had already touched Roa's skin.

"Tsk!" Roa immediately clicked his tongue, finally stopped attacking, stomped his foot on the ground, and retreated quickly.

The clash of swords and the shadows in this space seemed to subside at this moment, gradually fading away.

Silence began to envelop the construction site.

As if nothing had ever happened, all the commotion faded away silently.

Only the numerous cracks on the ground told others that the storm's strikes were real.

However, after such an intense battle, the postures of the two combatants were completely different.

Fang Li lowered her eyes and glanced at her torn clothes.

Roa Ya touched his neck and felt some bright red liquid on it. He felt a slight stinging sensation, and his expression turned gloomy.

But Roa soon smiled again.

"Isn't this interesting?" Roa grinned like a snake. "As expected, compared to Tohno Shiki, your work is more complete. You really are worthy of being a descendant of the Killer Demon clan, aren't you?"

"Bringing you here before Tohno Shiki was definitely the right thing to do." Roa pressed his head, his shoulders trembling as if he were feeling joy, and said with a smile, "Killing you would definitely be a great thrill, wouldn't it?"

Roa's pleasure was met with Fang Li's completely opposite indifferent expression.

"How many times do you think I've honed my skills to get to where I am today?"

Fang Li raised his head and looked at Roa. His Ice-Blue Demon Eyes flickered slightly, but the emotions inside were unreadable. He simply said this.

"Unlike the great Dead Apostle, who first deceived the True Ancestor's princess in order to gain power, and then wantonly sucked human blood, even the blood of fellow Dead Apostle. He must have put in a lot of effort to obtain the power he has now, right?"

After all, although Roa is one of the oldest Dead Apostle, he became Dead Apostle because of the strongest True Ancestor, so his power and potential are at the highest level.

However, as time passed, the other Dead Apostle accumulated their power over a long period of time, while Roa was constantly reincarnating. In addition, due to the differences between the reincarnated individuals, their abilities varied greatly, making him weaker than the original Dead Apostle when they first became Dead Apostles.

Therefore, Roa's strength is at least several levels lower than that of Dead Apostle like Nero.

However, the combat power that Roa just displayed was exceptionally astonishing, and he was probably already comparable to the original Roya.

In fact, it even slightly surpassed them.

That only proves one thing.

This guy plundered a lot of Nero's power.

"Unfortunately, it's still second-rate."

Fang Li raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it over.

"I can't even be bothered to compete with someone like you."