My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

In this way, the team of the Avengers team has been strengthened by teamwork in Eric's unique League of Legends game.

But Eric is always suspicious. He suspects that this group of people will forget everything about the team once they start fighting.

After all, they are all problem women.

After Leslie participated in the joint training on League of Legends, he found Eric who was resting with his eyes closed.

"What's up?"

Eric looked at Leslie with a strange expression.

"That... I want to practice with you, Uncle Eric, to be precise, with you, Uncle Eric."

Leslie wants to spar with Eric.

"...Practice swordsmanship?"

Eric stood up and looked at Leslie who was eager to try.

"It doesn't have to be swordsmanship, other fighting skills are fine. After all, I haven't exchanged ideas with Uncle Eric for a long time."

Leslie took the pirated "Vulcan Sword" and easily swung the sword flower.

It seems that she should have been planning for a long time.

"Recently, I feel that my strength has increased a lot, and my understanding of kendo has deepened a lot, so I thought about trying it with you, Uncle Eric."

"Um."

Eric patted Leslie on the shoulder approvingly.

Although he expressed support for Leslie in spirit, he still decided to give her a good beating and let her know what would happen if she dared to challenge herself.

"Very good, very energetic, Leslie, I appreciate your challenging spirit, but if you dare to challenge me, you must be prepared to fail. Do you have this awareness? Leslie."

Eric has been mentally interfering with Leslie since then, and he is well versed in the shameless way of fighting.

"Yes, I'm ready to defeat Uncle Eric."

Eric: "..."

So under the watchful eyes of the Avengers, Eric and Leslie started a competition.

Leslie holds the Vulcan sword, and Eric holds Aleka's side sword—a common long sword commonly used by Amazons. In terms of sturdiness and lethality, the long sword in Eric's hand is naturally not the opponent of the high-tech Vulcan sword in Leslie's hand.

"Hey!"

Leslie launched the attack first, and she was very different at this time from when she first started learning HEA.

The speed of the sword was more than a notch faster.

Simply using skills can no longer completely suppress her.

After the sudden explosion, Leslie rushed towards Eric like a bolt of lightning.

When the sword wind hit, Eric felt that his hair was slightly blown, and a dignified look appeared on his face.

Stepped sideways, raised the long sword in his hand, and stabbed towards Leslie's weak ribs obliquely.

If Leslie continues her action, she will take the attack of this move. In order to protect herself, she must take back her Vulcan sword.

As Eric expected, Leslie turned around and immediately withdrew the Vulcan sword in his hand. With a roundabout kick, the long legs swept over like an iron pillar, and the target pointed directly at Eric's side face .

Eric cursed in his heart, this stinky girl is really merciless.

Although he was slandering in his heart, he kept moving his hands, turned in a circle in the opposite direction, and kicked Leslie's chest sideways.

Because Leslie wanted to show off his roundabout kick, he hadn't exhausted his strength at this time, with one leg on the ground and the other leg still in the air, it was too late to defend, so he had to stretch out his hand to resist Eric in a hurry The side kicks to protect your hideaway.

There was a muffled sound, and Leslie took a few steps back "thump-thump-thump".

Eric, who was hit by the recoil force, shook his shoulders and lost his strength.

Queen Maeve, who was outside the arena, nodded secretly as she watched the match between the two.

Although Leslie passed and exercised himself,

As well as the growing strength and speed, he can suppress Eric, but he is still inexperienced, and he fell into a disadvantage after being beaten by Eric two or three times.

In the end, it was Leslie who didn't see the fight as a life-or-death struggle.

In order to win, you can do anything, even tricks that don't seem so elegant or admirable.

Eric shamelessly attacked Leslie's secret area, making the other party confused.

If Eric, who is in the "battle zone", heard the voice of Queen Maeve, he would probably cry out for injustice.

This is a subconscious attack, how could it be a shameless and premeditated action?

Leslie stood not far from Ariel, blushing, raised his eyes, and glared at Eric shyly and angrily.

Faintly, Eric saw black air overflowing from Leslie's body.

Just when he was about to rub his eyes and want to confirm if it was a hallucination, Leslie yelled coquettishly and attacked Eric.

Squinting his eyes slightly, holding the Vulcan sword in his hand, a cold light rushed towards Eric.

This time the assault was faster than before.

Eric didn't dare to be careless, and immediately raised the long sword in his hand, stabbing diagonally towards Leslie.

At this time, the subtle tricks have been abandoned, and it is completely a competition of strength and speed.

There was a sound of metal objects colliding with each other, and the crackling sounded non-stop. As soon as they met, they had already fought against each other no less than thirty times.

Although the long sword in Eric's hand was avoided by him at a delicate angle, it finally whined and was chopped off by Leslie's long sword.

The long sword in Eric's hand broke, and he stepped back immediately.

Seeing that the long sword in Eric's hand was broken, Leslie also stopped and did not continue to chase.

A smug expression appeared on her face, "Uncle Eric, your long sword has been broken, so let's stop here for our discussion."

Faintly, he has the idea that he has already won.

Eric shook his head, "A sword or other weapon is just a tool. If the tool is damaged, then change it to another tool."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took out the bat dart from his belt and quickly threw it at Leslie.

Leslie quickly reached out to hit the bat dart flying towards him.

bang bang bang!

The bat dart suddenly exploded from it, and a large cloud of smoke quickly filled the air.

Leslie knew that this was a smoke bomb tactic that Eric often used, so he quickly took a step back.

Because he paid too much attention to Eric's sudden attack, he ignored the ground under his feet.

Silk threads that came quietly entangled her feet.

Boom!

The thread tightened suddenly, and Leslie fell to the ground with a bang.

Eric dodges out of the slanting stab, and uses the bat dart to hold Leslie's throat.

"It's as simple as that, look, Leslie."

Eric smiled slightly, showing a smile of success.

Leslie was a little aggrieved. He paid too much attention to the protection of his upper body and forgot about his feet. He felt a little aggrieved by the loss.

"Leslie, that's your problem, you're always focusing too much on one aspect and ignoring others. In combat, you need to concentrate and focus on all parts of your body, not your mind. Lack of power leads to unnecessary mistakes.”