The leader finally stood up, his eyes ablaze with the will to fight, "True to a military family background, indeed skilled. Let me have a go at you."
Although this person seemed unimpressive, he was the leader today, and Shitou was not to take him lightly.
"Please," Shitou was also keen to test his mettle.
In an instant, the two of them were fighting fiercely. Shitou's moves had no specific routine; he had made a point of collecting and studying many martial arts techniques and fighting styles from both domestic and international sources.
So even though the leader had been watching Shitou's moves all along, he couldn't figure out Shitou's depth. He always prided himself on his skills, and although not comparable to the top assassins in the Desire Alliance, he was better than the rest.
These subordinates were all trained by him, not quite up to his level, but there were many of them. Yet they had been dealt with by Shitou so easily, which piqued his interest in Shitou even more.
