Heartfar's agility was not affected despite having both hands tied behind his back.

As he leapt to the side, Scarface's pure vigor bursts shot past him pointlessly.

However, when Heartfar was ready to launch a counter, he realized that Scarface had already reached him, and his hand was reaching straight for Hearfar's throat! "You're fast-but that's not enough!" Heartfar snorted.

However, he also realized right then that Scarface was way stronger than Candor.

He instinctively tried to raise his hands and counter, but he soon remembered that both his hands were bound.

He certainly could not renege on his handicap, or all his boasting would be pointless.

"Hup!"

He raised his foot, knocking away Scraface's palm with the tip of his sole.

Then, he laughed coolly as he leapt into the air and launched a quick succession of roundhouse kicks so rapidly that he looked like a windmill.

At the same time, the hidden blades he concealed on his boots shot toward Scarface as well.

Shunk! Shunk! Shunk!

sneered viciously even as he heard the sound of blade piercing

a Blackrank assassin, there was no way he did not dip his

artists would be incapacitated in

that his

"Hah!!!"

presumed his triumph and turned to find Scarface charging at him again. Seeing the holes on

chuckled coolly as he leapt backward to place some distance between him and

had to wait until the poison kicked in, and no matter

he managed to get away, he found Scarface looking up with

"What?"

the sudden smile, the bursts of pure vigor Scarface unleashed

"What is that technique?!"

left shocked, he could not

"Argh!!!"

raging cry, he tore off the rope binding his hands

Heartfar was forced to

time, Scarface was still charging

raised his fists

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