The Greatest Master
Two Opponents One

Kenya and Hans are used to being respected.

When the people around them knew that they were members of the Axie Alliance and the Bivv Group, everyone's attitude changed drastically.

They are increasingly respected, respected, and even glorified. In fact, they used to be just ordinary members, but had already received such treatment.

Especially now that their rank was already a little high. Not only the people around them, new members and their peers also always respect them. In fact, some are afraid of them.

Kenya and Hans were quite influential in the organization. Although their strength could not be compared to the old master, but they still had better brains than the old master.

They often do sneaky things together and achieve the goals they want. Not infrequently they sacrifice their own colleagues, Yasmin for example.

For them, the strong will be respected, the intelligent will be respected. No matter how healthy or fraudulent, all they wanted was to achieve the goal of becoming a big person in the Axie Alliance and Bivv Group.

Their usual honor and glory could be nothing in front of Ansell. Ansell did not take them seriously and underestimated them.

Although they knew the strength of Ansell, they would still not remain silent if their pride was trampled. After all, they're two now.

Two against one, it seemed like it could already be guessed the end result.

Hans, still clenching his hands, stepped forward to face Ansell haughtily. He said, "I'll test how well you can fight me. Don't you think I don't have the strength."

Boldly, Hans challenged Ansell. His pride felt more precious than his own life. He will still fight Ansell even though he knows the power of Ansell.

While Yasmin who was still hiding behind Ansell increasingly trembled in fear. He knew Hans's strength and had seen him fight.

Although based on the information he got Ansell was a powerful man who could kill a world-ranked old master, still Yasmin was worried about Ansell's safety.

If Ansell did not survive, then he would suffer even worse.

"Ansell, don't be rash. You can't fight him. We better go and hide now" Yasmin warned Ansell.

"It turns out you're so worried about me" Ansell said with a cold smile. He could already guess the purpose and purpose of Yasmin. Ansell wasn't that stupid to face a woman like Yasmin.

Yasmin, who did not feel insinuated, was excited and thought Ansell would listen to her, "Yes, right, I'm very worried about you. Then we better get out now, huh?"

"Don't say much!" said Hans who could not stand their conversation. He gathered strength and charged towards Ansell.

Quickly, Ansell pushed Yasmin away from her.

He took out the knife that was on his sleeve and casually threw it towards Hans who was running towards him.

"What's? You brought a gun?" hans shouted furiously. He immediately dodged the knife and fell to the side due to his fierce running.

"Fortunately I can still avoid it. Is that your only strength?" hans's breathing was hunting as he avoided the surprise attack.

"Your reflexes are pretty good, but your eyes seem a bit myopic" Ansell said. He chuckled and held a fork in his hand.

Hans suddenly realized there was something cold on his right arm. He immediately saw and realized that Ansell's fork had broken through his shirt.

"When did you throw a fork?" hans shouted immediately threw out the fork. Fortunately, he was not injured.

He was very sure Ansell just threw a knife. There was nothing else in Ansell's hands. How could a fork suddenly stick up his sleeve?

Ansell really embarrassed him. It turned out that it was not a sharp object that Hans could not avoid, but only cutlery.

"Ah, now I want to throw the fork again," Ansell said, this time telling her the movement. Devious and relaxed, a single fork floated towards Hans.

Hans was still dumbfounded and unaware of the situation. He was silent on the spot looking at the flying fork. The Kenyan, who was first conscious, immediately encouraged Hans not to hit his body.

But unfortunately, as it could turn, Ansell's fork remained unavoidable, even giving a deep cut on Hans' face.