Facing an opponent head-on, Parr's Talent, Danger Prediction, could make him invincible.
Of course, that only applied when fighting Knight Apprentices. If the current Parr fought a Bronze-level Knight, even if he could foresee the opponent's moves, his body would not be able to dodge them—or he might dodge the first strike but not the second or third.
Back inside the carriage, the compartment was spacious enough for the Assassin Boy to stand. He clenched his fists and slowly approached Parr step by step, wanting him to experience the despair before death.
That was a major taboo for assassins. What assassin did not aim to kill with a single strike? Daring to toy with an opponent like this was gambling with his life! It could only be said that the Assassin Boy had not learned enough.
"Die!"
Once he was close enough, the Assassin Boy stepped forward and threw two punches at Parr's little face, which was full of concentration.
"!!!!"
Parr had already seen the Assassin Boy's target through his Talent, Danger Prediction, so he did not panic at all. He clenched his right fist at his waist and charged it slightly. Only at the instant the Assassin Boy's fists were about to land on his face did he make his move.
He ducked. Parr, who was already much shorter than the Assassin Boy, smoothly avoided the attack, the boy's fists brushing past his short black hair.
"Charge Punch!"
Parr then rushed forward, dropped to one knee, and fiercely launched his fully charged fist. It was an uppercut aimed straight at the Assassin Boy's vital spot—an attack straight for the crown jewels!
Bang! A muffled sound rang out, seemingly mixed with the sound of something breaking.
Having missed his target, the Assassin Boy's eyes widened in shock, his brown