"Uh... haa!"
The pain made Ra's al Ghul gasp for breath. Then he violently swung his left arm, smashing his clenched left fist into Downton's temple!
Crack!
After another sharp snap, the knuckle of Ra's al Ghul's clenched, curled left thumb suddenly shattered.
The intense pain and the humiliation of being unable to break through his defense made Ra's al Ghul frown deeply.
A moment later, he drew in a breath and spun his body. He whipped his right arm like a steel lash, his arm seeming bonelessly flexible as it viciously struck Downton's body.
Smack!
After a sharp crack, Ra's al Ghul abruptly pulled back his right arm.
The right arm he had just used to attack had merely looked limp as a noodle.
But now, his right hand had truly become a noodle, hanging limply at his side.
Which just went to show, training was useful after all.
If he had not trained, his broken right hand and right leg alone would have been enough to throw him off balance. But now, at the very least, he could still maintain a proud stance.
Looking at Ra's al Ghul, who had only one hand and one leg left yet still wore a proud expression, Downton nodded lightly and said,
"Not bad. You finally look a little like the Demon Head. Though you lack the heart and mind to match it, at least you have a will worthy of praise.
A man like you, even if you die by my hand, deserves at least an excellent rating for being stubborn as a dead duck.
So, should it be my turn to attack now?"
As his words fell, Downton stomped fiercely on the ground. Amid the cracking paving stones of the park path, he seized Ra's al Ghul by the throat