Eli and Connor sneered at Landon, as they felt that it was impossible for him to defeat any of them... Talk less of both of them at the same time.

For sure, he was already a dead man walking.

They gripped their swords firmly and looked at the incoming Landon coldly.

And in a flash, their brotherly battle had begun!

Landon ran up to his brothers, ducked to the left and punched Connor's side belly... Before swiftly dropping to the ground and kicking Eli's shin fiercely too.

'Ughhhhh!'

Both brothers were shocked at the fact that they were pushed back, and couldn't help but look at this brother of theirs in a new light.

Wait?

Was he dancing?

Yup!

Landon was currently mimicking 'Eddy' from Streetfighters.

'Pah!'

'Ughhhhh!"

Dammit!

What were these moves?

It looks like they really underestimated this brother of theirs.

Eli and Connor took deep breaths and calmed themselves.

Getting agitated would only make them lose even more.

So with that In mind, they no longer rushed up to Landon again hastily.

Rather, they slowly walked around him for a bit... Before finally stopping.

Eli was at Landon's front, while Connor was at his back instead.

Landon's smile broadened when he saw their little act.

To him, it made no difference at all..... Because at the end of the day, they would still be his prisoners.

Both brothers nodded at one another and calmly ran towards Landon who was still at the centre.

Eli sent a fierce swing towards Landon's head from the left to the right..... while Connor sent another fierce swing targeting Landon's lower waist... From the right to the left instead.

So both of their sword swings were going in the opposite direction.

'Swish!'

Their swords whistled in the air, and their eyes opened wide in shock.

Everything happened like a slow-motion movie to them... Because as their swords moved, their eyes had also focused on Landon as well.

So they had seen everything with their own naked eyes.

How could their brother be so flexible?

Landon had started by bending his legs as if he wanted to limbo under a stick... And this move alone dodged Eli's swing that was coming for his head.

From there, he quickly placed his lands on the floor with his belly facing upward... And raised his legs into the air, immediately missing Connor's swing that was targeting his lower waste.

With his legs in the air, he swiftly moved his hands on the ground to create his famous tornado kick that looked like Eddy's hip hop dance move instead.

'Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!'

Everything happened so fast that Eli and Connor didn't even have the time to counterattack.

Because right after they made their lives, the next thing they knew... They were receiving multiple slaps from Landon's iron legs.

F**k!

They glared at Landon and charged forward again.

It was obvious to say that they had rushed forward to receive more beatings from this little brother of theirs.

What move did Landon not do on them?

He lifted Connor in the air and did a body slam, and also carried out a 'Russian Leg Sweep' on Eli as well.

He had done so many moves on them that their faces had now turned purple from extreme rage.

In fact, he had treated this little match with his brothers as an opportunity to test out all if the wrestling lives in his head.

'Bam!'

'Crack!'

'Swish!'

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!

You're choking me!

Let go, you bastard!"

"How dare you!"

'Bam! Bam! Bam! I'm! Bam! Bam!'

'_'

At first, these brothers resisted him with all their might... But later, they found that they really couldn't win against him at all.

What the hell was going on?

They couldn't understand how this brother of theirs had suddenly grown to be so powerful.

They even began to wonder if he had been possessed by some strong demon instead.

Because how else could they explain the fact that while they had gotten beaten to the point of no return, this bastard brother of theirs hadn't even had a scratch on his body instead?

It was truly unfathomable to them!

One should know that they were seen as heaven's pride nobles, all beachside of their skills.

Their sword skills were legendary, and they had even surpassed many of their sword masters instead.

So how could someone as defenceless as him win them?

If word got out, then how were they supposed to live with themselves?

Their reputations would be completely ruined!

While Landon on the other hand, would undoubtedly soar Into greater heights instead.

But even if they knew all of this, what could they do about it?

They had been struggling to get any advantage over Landon since the battle begun....but who would've known that they would still be at a disadvantage against the bastard?

Their hearts burned with hit rage, that inky wanted to seek harm to the culprit before it.

Their rage began destroying them from the inside, as all they wanted to do now was cut the motherf***er into pieces and feed it to their bet Hangols.

"Ahhhh!!!"

'Swish!'

'Pah!'

They swung their swords at Landon and took more beatings from him again.

At this point, it was almost pitiable, because they had blue eyes and purplish bruises all over their bodies.

Of course while the trio fought it out, their aides and some of their right-hand men and squad leaders were also fighting it out as well.

Eli's body trembled, as he tried to hold onto the sword in his hand.

His entire right hand felt numb from the pain, and the weird in his hand was slowly slipping down.

No!

If he couldn't win this battle, then he had to escape!

He looked around anxiously, before finally seeing one of his chief Knights, Zarius making his way towards him.

"Zarius!

Quick!

Create a distraction for me!

Eh?

Zarius... Why are you pointing your sword at me?"

"Your highness, please kneel.

I know you aren't stupid, so please connect the dots yourself."

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