Chapter 1034 Showing Weakness To The Enemy


    Sigmund gently ced his teacup aside as he spoke.


    Just as he ced the teacup on the tray, Donald noticed the small pond in the courtyard bubbling as


    though it was boiling.


    Donald''s brows furrowed slightly. It seemed that the technique Sigmund excelled in was rted to


    water.


    “Hey kid, I heard you''re a Ste Warrior too. How about showing me a couple of your moves?”


    No sooner had Sigmund''s words fallen than a small snake formed from water suddenly sprang out


    of the little pond.


    The little snake lunged directly at Donald, moving at an incredibly fast speed.


    Without a second thought, Donald swiftly sidestepped, attempting to dodge the water snake''s


    attack.


    To his surprise, the water snake was incredibly agile. After missing its initial strike, it unexpectedly


    turned around, circled back, andunched a surprise attack on Donald from behind.


    With a wave of his right hand, Donald summoned the stones on the ground into his palm.


    Donald condensed these stones into a long de of stone, and with a backhand stroke, he shed


    at the water snake.


    This single stroke cleaved the water snake into two, but the bisected serpent didn''t cease its attack.


    Although the back half of its body had fallen to the ground and turned into a puddle of water, the


    front part with the snake''s head was still moving forward to bite Donald!This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    Under pressure, Donald had no choice but to swing his sword again.


    This time, the sword sliced directly through the water snake''s mouth, cutting the water snake in two


    with a single stroke.


    Sitting on the small wooden tform, Sigmund couldn''t help but shake his head when he saw that


    one water snake was enough to send Donald into such a scramble. He said, “It''s normal to be


    young and spirited, but if you can''t urately assess your own strength, it''s not called being young


    and spirited; it''s called courting death.”


    Assuming victory was certain, Sigmund said to Donald smugly, “I am a fair man. You severed the


    arm of a member of the Wilsons, so you should cut off both your hands in return. Only then can I


    spare your life.”


    In Wilson Vige, Sigmund''s status was even higher than that of Montgomery.


    Therefore, his manner of speaking and acting was naturally even more superior than Montgomery.


    Donald''s intrusion into his small courtyard at night had already greatly annoyed Sigmund.


    Since you''re already here, how can you leave without leaving something behind?


    Moreover, since Donald openly dered his intention to kill me, it''s only natural that I use him to


    establish my authority.


    “Just one move, and you think you''ve already won?”


    The reason why Donald appeared so disheveled was entirely because he had a habit of showing


    weakness to his enemies.


    Having journeyed from an ordinary person to his current status, Donald had seen too many so-


    called geniuses meet with unexpected failure.


    While one''s strength level was indeed important, what was even more crucial was actualbat


    experience.


    Many people possessed great potential and abilities, yet theycked any realbat experience.


    They often started by using their strongest moves, hoping to defeat their opponent with a single


    strike.


    However, many people''s techniques were actually quite peculiar, and many could cause


    unexpected trouble with the help of some weapons or even magical items.


    Hence, showing weakness at the outset not only resulted in the other party letting their guard down


    but, more importantly, provided an opportunity to figure out their attack strategy.


    From the small water snake that Sigmund just manipted, Donald had basically figured out what


    his attack method was.


    Donald, holding his stone sword, sighed and said, “With your intellect, I wonder how you managed


    to reach Unnerved Realm.”


    “What did you say?” Sigmund exploded in anger.


    “I''m saying you''re brainless, and tonight will be your end.”


    As soon as Donald''s words fell, he brought the sword in his hand upward in a sweeping sh.


    The sword aura swept across the courtyard floor, leaving a long furrow behind.


    It was as if an invisible bull was charging toward Sigmund with unstoppable force.


    Sigmund was taken aback and hurriedly leaped to the side to avoid the attack.


    With a crisp snap, the sword aura became incredibly fierce as it reached the small wooden tform,


    shing a massive gash into it.