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Noticing Paul's movement, Zawahiri's face twisted into a sinister smile beneath his mask—
Although it was his first time participating in this cooperative trial, his keen sense of the rules allowed him to roughly understand the unspoken rule of distributing each group of challengers.
If one member of a team is too strong, the other must be relatively weak.
Just like his partner who was killed; in front of him, there was simply no chance to fight back.
The terrifying extent of the other member in this group of challengers even suppresses him, so reasonably, this big fellow should be weaker.
Interestingly, such a weak person didn't choose to flee when facing him, nor did he call for his companion.
Why? Is it confidence in his own strength, or is it contempt for him?
...
Feeling the capsule was taking effect, Zawahiri removed the sheath from his waist, gripping it in his hand, shifting left and right, using fake movements to deceive Paul, moving swiftly within the swaying.
