Perhaps from his youth to middle age, A Bao's academic performance had never been particularly impressive. Thanks to East Xia's thorough and effective closed-campus school management system, he had never met any landlady either, causing him to miss out on many opportunities that had never existed in the first place...
But that did not stop him, as a veteran Hell Street Loiterer, from having extensive experience in both chopping people and being chopped.
"Opponents on the level of a Ruler are troublesome. You usually have no idea how many trump cards and hidden tricks they have. Don't give them a chance to use them. Best to throw a sack over their head, knock them senseless with a club, then beat them to death.
"Otherwise, if you drag things out too long, something will go wrong. Even if you win in the end, it'll still be a pain."
Back when they had left Great Siming's afterimage and the hair-duplicate behind to draw attention, Kuafu, hiding within Huai Shi's Return to Ruin, had already shared everything he had learned over the years from getting beaten up and brawling:
"So the plan is simple. No fancy tricks, no probing—just charge!
"When Neptune shows up, we pull him immediately. I'll tank, you control. Then we'll try to dump enough damage in one round to kill him, grind his bones to dust, the whole package. Got it?"
Huai Shi wholeheartedly approved of this simple, brutal, yet effective plan.
After all, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even the most pathetic Ruler was still a Ruler. Though he might not compare to an old top-tier goalkeeper like Corrupt Dream, he was still not to be underestimated.
At the very least, he was worth 0.7 Dreams!
If they wanted to kill him, they could