My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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

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

After all, they are all problem women.

After Leslie participated in the joint training about League of Legends, he found Eric who closed his eyes and rested on the side.

"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 practice against Eric.

"...Practicing 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 pulled a 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 also deepened, so I thought of trying it with you, Uncle Eric."

"Ok."

Eric patted Leslie on the shoulder approvingly.

Although he expressed his support for Leslie in spirit, he still decided to hit her hard and let her know the fate of daring to challenge him.

"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 disturbing Leslie since then, and he knows how to fight shamelessly.

"Yes, I have made up my mind to defeat Uncle Eric."

Eric: "..."

So under the watchful eyes of a few people from the Avengers, Eric and Leslie started a sparring exercise.

Leslie held the Vulcan Sword, and Eric held Aleika's accompanying sword, a common long sword commonly used by the Amazons. In terms of sturdiness and lethality, the long sword in Eric's hand is naturally no match for the high-tech Vulcan sword in Leslie's hand.

"Hey!"

Leslie attacked first, and she was very different from when she first started learning HEA.

The speed of the sword was much 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 being blown slightly, and a dignified expression appeared on his face.

Flashstep turned sideways, raised the long sword in his hand, and stabbed it diagonally towards Leslie's weak underbelly.

If Leslie continues her moves, she will eat this attack. To protect herself, she must take back her Vulcan sword.

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

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

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

Since Leslie wanted to show off his roundhouse kick, at this time, he had not exhausted his efforts. One leg was on the ground, and one leg was still in the air. It was too late to make a defense, so he had to stretch out his hand to resist Eric in a hurry. side kick to protect your own hidden area.

A muffled sound sounded, and Leslie took a few steps back.

Eric, who received the recoil force, shook his shoulders and let go of his strength.

Outside the arena, Queen Maeve watched the two of them spar and nodded secretly.

Although Leslie was able to suppress Eric through his own training, as well as his increasing strength and speed, he was still inexperienced and was beaten by Eric with two or three hits.

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

You can do anything to win, even if it doesn't seem so elegant or admirable.

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

If Eric, who was in the "battle zone", heard Queen Maeve's heartfelt voice, he would probably cry loudly.

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

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

Vaguely, Eric saw black energy overflowing from Leslie.

Just as he was about to rub his eyes, wanting to confirm whether it was a hallucination, Leslie shouted and attacked Eric.

Squinting slightly, holding the Vulcan Sword, a cold light rushed towards Eric.

The assault this time was faster than before.

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

At this time, he had given up his subtle tricks, and it was a competition of strength and speed.

There was a sound of metal objects colliding with each other, and there was a non-stop crackling sound. 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 directly by him at a delicate angle, he finally whined and was cut off by Leslie's long sword.

The long sword in Eric's hand was broken~www.readwn.com~ and immediately stepped back.

Leslie saw that the long sword in Eric's hand was broken, so he stopped moving and did not continue to pursue.

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

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

Eric shook his head, "Swords or other weapons are just a tool. If the tool is damaged, use another tool."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly took out the Batarang from his belt and hurriedly threw it at Leslie.

Leslie hurriedly reached out to hit the bat dart that flew towards him.

bang bang bang!

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

Leslie knew that this was the smoke bomb tactic that Eric often used, and quickly stepped back.

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

The silk thread that came quietly entangled her feet.

Bang!

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

Eric dodged and rushed out of the slash, using the Batarang against Leslie's throat.

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

Eric smiled slightly, showing a successful conspiracy smile.

Leslie was a little indignant. He paid too much attention to the protection of his upper body, and forgot his feet. He felt a little embarrassed when he lost.

"That's your problem, Leslie, you're always focusing too much on one aspect and ignoring the others. In combat, you need to be fully focused and focus your attention on all parts of your body, not your mind. Unnecessary mistakes are made due to lack of strength.”