Death Duel (9)
While others focused on the strange event, Rickey chortled aloud. He said with a smirk, "Well, Daemon I'm not as good a fighter as you, but I know how to leave a wound on my opponent even when I'm defeated. You may not have realized it, but I kept punching you again and again in the same place while enduring your beating. One of my punches may have been like a flea to you, but with numerous of them, now you feel the pain..haha."

Daemon realized he had made a mistake by considering himself to be mighty and greater in every battle. However, his ignorance got him good. Although this injury won't harm him much, it would hinder him for some time in recent battles.

Daemon grunted with fury, and Rickey laughed with ecstasy. After a momentary pause, even Daemon let out a slight chuckle. He never felt such a thing in any of his last fights. It was a hilarious event for him, and so he felt a deep thrill.

Daemon acclaimed, "Haha... you did well. I didn't think you could have wounded me even after
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