Number 24 folded his arms and sized up Number 95 with scorn and disbelief.

He couldn't help but scoff at the sight of the skinny, hobbling kid stepping into the ring. He felt that Number 95 had underestimated the challenge ahead.

"Although you're tall and muscular, it doesn't mean you can beat me," Number 95 stated flatly.

"I can't beat you?" Number 24 chuckled.

He taunted, "Kid, do you even know what you're saying? With your twig-like frame, I could squash you with one hand!"

"Really? Why don't you give it a try?" Number 95 remained unfazed as he stared at Number 24 without flinching.

Despite his smaller stature, he emitted a strong presence.

"Fine. It seems like you won't get it until I school you!" Number 24 sneered as he drew his long blade out of its sheath.

Number 95 remained unfazed as

your weapon!" Number 24 pointed his blade

with you," Number 95 replied calmly

24's expression hardened, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Kid,

he wasted no time and

no fancy moves or tricks. He just gripped the hilt and brought it down hard on Number 95's

with

had only two choices—attack or dodge. Given their size

dodging would just give Number 24 more room to

his opponent chose, there was

95 didn't dodge or step back. Instead, he lifted

his crutch, which targeted Number 24's

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