Chapter 684

"Finish him!" Jean roared. Instantly, Elleven found Windchaser's opening in his flurry of attacks. He didn't use any fancy moves, the air around him wasn't piercing either. However, the speed at which he had struck with his knife was equally as fast and merciless as the previous match. This time, Elleven's knife had found its way to Windchaser's neck once more, just like the previous time. In that instant, Windchaser's forehead beaded with cold sweat. Elleven had used the same, singular move to tether him at the edge of death. Other than when he was up against that certain organization, he had never experienced such humiliation. How was this possible? He was so confident with his speed and move. Other than his mentor, no one else was a match for him in the entire Crimson Clan. How could he lose to a nobody? This time, those who were boldly cheering for Windchaser stopped their cheering abruptly. It was like someone had caught them in a chokehold, causing them to not be able t