I'm The King Of Technology Chapter 1110
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~Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap~~
With brisk steps, Fidelis dashed towards Waldo at full force.
~Bam!
Waldo crossed his arms against his chest and blocked Fidelis' iron-spiky glove attack with his black-coated arm shield
But even with that, he was still but was pushed back by Fidelis' sheer strength.
Fidelis smirked when he saw this and dared not let this bastard go.
Yes. Even with his injuries, he didn't feel the pain while in the heat of the battle.
His ego swelled up purposefully as he began landing heavy blows and kicks at Waldo.
~Bam! Bam! Bam!
~Slash.
Fidelis smiled broadly while looking at the blood dripping from Waldo's fingers.
Waldo shook his hands slightly while starting at Fidelis coldly.
This entire time, he first defended against several attacks before deciding to dodge them instead.
Without a doubt, his opponent was bigger than him and had more stored strength than he did.
So his attacks were way more brutal and deadly.
Waldo tried defending but was always overpowered.
So he switched to dodging altogether.
He was a Marine soldier and wasn't part of the military Shaolin soldiers who would've had no problem with this and probably crushed this guy's wrists if they wanted to.
That said, even though his opponent had a bigger body and probably weighed more than he did on the scale, this didn't mean that he couldn't win against the big guy.
All humans had deadly pressure and kill points on them.
Locate the closest, tap and paralyze or kill the opponent if accurate.
Previously, he had been touched and observing his opponent discover any hidden objects on the big.
And he realized that underneath this guy's holy cloak was a thin metal armour around his chest and back.
The guy's shoulders were also protected as well.
And judging from the ease at which the guy carries them around means that they aren't all that heavy.
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Nonetheless, if this guy had been wearing this daily, then his body should've been tempered as well.
No wonder his strength was stupidly big.
still
Well, he also observed that this guy's legs were also free with no protective coverings too.
With all that, he continued dodging while coming up with the perfect strategy to get closer to his opponent.
And while slightly distracted, he made a mistake.
He allowed his opponent to accidentally injure one of his fingers.
F***!
Luckily, he stepped back on time, or that finer would've been sliced off clean.
.
Waldo flexed his hand severally as if trying to get used to the pain.
And at the same time, he began stepping a few steps back as well.
Fidelis who saw this laughed in hysteria: "Bahahhahahhaha! Now, you know what fear is? When you were stabbing me earlier on, it was all because I allowed you to. I wanted to pity lowly creatures like you before you die. And as you guessed, now the pity party is over. Heh. It's time for you to die, heathen!"
Fidelis rushed towards the somewhat scared Waldo in arrogance.
Yes. Yes. Finally, he would have his revenge!
Fidis was almost mad at this point, but before he could even say the words: 'Duck, duck, goose,' he suddenly found himself falling uncontrollably.
~Plop.
What just happened here?
And before he knew it, something unexplainable happened.
Hello... Did anyone see what happened?
Waldo, who was now suddenly behind him, chuckled a bit.
While acting scared, he had been slowly lowering the big guy's guard down.
The easier way to do this is to inflate one's ego and sense of belonging.
The military psychology classes were right.
Sometimes, acting weak during battle could be the sole cause for victory.
He wasn't as strong as his opponent, so overpowering Fidelis was impossible.
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As for what he did, that was simple.
Just when his opponent had stepped too close and was already blinding with thoughts of how things would go down in his mind... Waldo gathered all his momentum, lowered his body and twirled smoothly, acing himself behind his opponent.
But while doing so, he didn't forget to give a deadly hit to the Sciatic Nerve located around the inner thigh region.
His opponent's legs were wide apart. So hitting it wasn't that hard to do.
And something like himself who has trained for years knew exactly what to do.
A severe attack not only causes intense pain, shock and dizziness, but also temporarily immobilized his foot.
And that was how the mighty giant who had run, stopped and concentrated his weight on his right leg while striking a blow, ended up falling when that leg gave way.
.
Fidelis fell in disbelief.
What was this?
How could his body suddenly give way?
It was so abrupt that he almost thought he was possessed.
Now, he tried lifting this same leg but couldn't do it at all!
All he felt was a numb sensation across his entire right leg as if some connection had been broken within his leg.
But what he didn't know was that he was absolutely right.
The Sciatic nerve connected right down his entire leg and was one of the major nerves in the legs!
It originated from the butt glutes and headed right down to the toes.
There was even a medical condition called Sciatica that was described as electric or a burning and stabbing pain when this nerve was injured.
People had even described it as walking on needles even after the numbness went away.
Well, at least all this was for the meantime and could heal after the Nerve was okay and not inflamed anymore.
The moment Fidelis was hit, his body stopped as if being electrically shocked and slumped down without his permission.
He, a man of this era, had no idea of what the hell just happened here.
Could it be that this bastard had used sorcery on him?
Fidelis was both confused and afraid.
Yes. Afraid that he might never use that leg again... Unless he found another sorcerer to undo the spell.
Me. Sorcerer, where are you?
[Baymardian Doctors]: "_"
....
Like so, Waldo and his men cleaned things up swiftly.
Of course, they didn't kill Fidelis since he seemed to be the highest-ranking person around.
His majesty Landon would decide his faith.
At the same time, Pangord who had watched the entire thing was supported away towards one of the rooms for medical attention.
"My family... My family... Please, help them."
Waldo rubbed the tired man's hands, putting his mind to rest: "Sleep peacefully. We will try our best."
Pangord's body quivered gratefully: "Thank you."
With that, he rested his tired eyes for the first time in 2 days.
He was exhausted.
But for the first time in a long while, he slept with a warm smile on his face.
Don't ask him how he knew, but he had a hunch that the storm would soon be over.
Zalipnia was saved!
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