Braver with Every Battle!

He can kill an adult by surprise attack with his weapon, but he has no advantage when facing him head-on. In addition, he was knocked to the ground by the butt of a gun earlier and has been knocked down twice by his opponent who takes advantage of his height and strength.

On the other hand, Victor was in a slightly better situation. He was older James and only a head shorter than an adult. He was a little thin, but his strength was about the same as that of an average adult, and his agility was much better than that of an average person.

At this moment, the enemy was unarmed and unable to withstand his attack. He repeatedly scratched his body, leaving long, deep wounds that exposed bone, and his body quickly became covered in blood.

Despite being outnumbered two to one, he held his own. Their punches and kicks only slightly slowed his movements. In his frenzied state, he seemed oblivious to pain, roaring as he lunged at them again and again.

Victor Vietnam War, gradually finding his rhythm and beginning to dominate the two robbers. The two robbers were completely powerless to fight back. At first, they could still put up a counterattack, but as Victor's attacks became more and more frenzied and intense, coupled with the severe pain from their wounds that seriously affected their movements, the two could only barely defend themselves. Their wounds multiplied, and blood flowed continuously from them.

As they lost more and more blood, their movements became slower and slower, and they gradually could no longer stand up straight. Their bodies hunched over weakly as they futilely resisted Victor's attacks.

Although Victor was in a frenzied fighting state, he still keenly noticed the changes in the two men, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his crazed and fierce eyes.

The two men had stood up straight, and with the help of their arms blocking their way, Victor attacked their necks several times, but all of his attacks were blocked.

Now, with both men bent over and their arms weakly raised in front of their chests, Victor seized the opportunity, raised his right hand, and swung it forcefully at one of their necks.

"Brush!"

A tearing sound rang out, and several deep claw marks appeared on the neck of the robber attacked by Victor. Bright red flesh rolled out and blood spurted out.

The robber instinctively pulled his hands back and forcefully covered his neck, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out of his body, and bright red blood gushed out from between his fingers.

He gasped for breath, trying to speak, but his throat was completely torn and he couldn't make a sound. His eyes were filled with deep terror and despair, but they quickly lost their light. He clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Victor used his claws to kill a vicious robber, verifying Chen Mo's earlier words. It turned out that his claws were not deformed, but a special ability like James's, just as Chen Mo had said. This made Victor extremely excited.

What I've always considered a flaw in my nails turns out to be an innate talent, a powerful weapon capable of killing!

This made Victor was originally incredibly proud but had always felt deeply inferior because of his "deformed" nails, feel extremely relaxed and happy. It was as if the huge stone weighing on his heart had finally been removed, and he felt completely liberated.

Just as Victor was excitedly lunging at another robber, not far from him, James was locked in a fierce battle with his opponent.

Because of his short stature and lack of strength, and because his opponent was on guard, James roared and charged forward each time, but his opponent dodged each attack and seized the opportunity to kick him to the ground time and time again.

However, after each fall, James would quickly get up and continue to attack his opponent. Like Victor, James was in a berserk fighting state and seemed to feel neither pain nor fatigue, tirelessly launching attack after attack on his enemy.

His opponent was the robber whose hands were injured. Since he had no weapon and his hands were injured, he could only dodge or kick James when James failed to dodge.

If it were an ordinary, thin boy in his teens, he would have already been seriously injured by his heavy kicks, and might even have died from ruptured internal organs.

But he was facing James, who had just awakened his special abilities and was much stronger than ordinary people in terms of strength, speed, defense, stamina and other aspects. His strength and speed were only slightly better than his peers, but still much weaker than adults. However, his stamina, endurance and recovery ability were much higher than adults. These attacks, which were enough to make ordinary people lose the ability to fight, did not cause him much damage except for making him bruised and battered. He even had plenty of stamina.

On the other hand, his opponent gradually exhausted his strength with each dodge and attack. His breathing became more and more rapid, his steps became more and more disordered, and his eyes as he looked at James gradually changed from disdain to panic as the battle continued.

As his stamina waned, his dodging became increasingly difficult and strained, no longer as effortless as it had been at the beginning. His attacks on James became fewer and weaker. Finally, when James's attack failed and he charged at him again, despite his best efforts to dodge, he was unable to completely avoid the attack and was pierced through the thigh by a bone spur from James's left hand.

A scream followed, and his movements became even slower.

Seeing that his long-term attack had finally paid off, James' eyes flashed with excitement. Without giving his opponent a chance to dodge, James did not pull out the bone spur from his left hand. Instead, he pulled back his empty right hand and stabbed it directly from right to left into the waist of the enemy who was still screaming in pain.

"Pfft!"

Three bone spurs pierced his waist instantly, disappearing completely at the root, followed by an even more miserable wail.

The robber hurriedly reached out and grabbed James' right hand, which was stuck in his waist, tightly gripping it. James tried to pull it out, but for a moment he was held firmly and unable to move.

However, James did not panic. Instead, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He pulled out his left hand, which was piercing the opponent's thigh, and ignoring the opponent's screams, he thrust it forward forcefully.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"