Chapter 225 Chapter 225 [VIP]
Deathstroke is the world's top mercenary, but he can also be a good teacher.
The first lesson for the two children was divided into two halves. In the first half, Megan's child was taught swordsmanship, and his offensive was significantly faster because Megan's strength was insufficient, which was a congenital defect. Even though Deathstroke had a method to increase strength in a short period of time, it was not applicable to this child.
Because she doesn't choose the path of crime, and according to the protection given to her by the Joker, it is obviously unlikely that she will fight with others frequently. Without the need, she will naturally change her target. If she doesn't have strength, she will focus on speed and agility, and she has this talent.
The first half of the class was mainly about teaching Megan how to defend against attacks. She was invincible, which was good, but she should learn to protect herself more. Only after she is familiar with defense can she attack better.
She needs to be aware of her most awkward sword moves, the areas that are most difficult to defend, the range of attacks to which she cannot react in time, and the blind spots beyond her perception. She must first recognize her own shortcomings before she can start targeted training.
Because he was a little more serious, Megan suffered muscle fatigue and minor strains again after the training ended and she came out of her focused state. However, it was obviously not as serious as after the first training. After all, the body will automatically adapt to the intensity. As long as she trains a few more times, her physical fitness will be improved accordingly. But the prerequisite is to stretch and relax properly, otherwise it will only cause damage.
She sweated a lot during the training, her temples and forehead hair were wet and stuck to her cheeks, her heart was still beating violently, her breathing was rapid, and her arms and calves were shaking involuntarily.
But people cannot stop immediately after high-intensity exercise, so Jason took the rapier from her hand and took her to walk slowly in the training room. He only stopped slowly after her breathing rhythm and heart rate recovered.
The next thing to do was stretching exercises. Megan was already familiar with these steps, and she didn't need help from others to stretch. While she was doing the exercises, Jason left for a short time. When he came back, he was holding a cup of warm salt water. Megan had just finished exercising and took the cup from him. Jason wiped her sweat with a tissue.
Deathstroke watched the interaction between the two children with great interest. From what he knew, Jason was extremely talented and wild in crime. Before being abducted by Batman, he lived alone in Crime Alley and had done things like stealing and fraud. Later, he became Robin. He was more brutal and violent than his predecessor, but the speed at which he grew and transformed was so fast that even Deathstroke was moved.
He had fought Jason several times before and knew how fierce he was in battle, but what was he doing now? Wiping his friend's sweat? He was so eager to be at his service that he even gave Megan a massage while she sat down.
The atmosphere between the two children was friendly and harmonious, making Deathstroke seem redundant. However, not only was he not aware of this, he even asked from the side, "Is this how you get along in your daily life?"
Jason ignored him, but Megan recovered. She looked up at Deathstroke for a long time, and did not answer his question. Instead, she asked other questions, "Slade, your hair is all white, do you have your own children?" She was simply curious about this question, and her eyes were clear.
Deathstroke did not feel offended. After thinking for a while, he said calmly: "Of course I have my own children, but they grew up and became rebellious."
Megan: “Oh, that must be your fault.”
Deathstroke admitted sincerely, "You're right, but it's definitely not just my fault."
Jason next to him looked up, obviously wanting to say something but stopping himself, but Deathstroke laughed instead, "Okay, kid, don't be too curious." He turned to look at Jason, raised the rapier beside him again, and pointed the tip of the sword at him.
"It's your turn, Jason. Your class is about to begin."
Deathstroke's tone was playful. He was very satisfied with his two students, but when he thought about how he had barely put in any effort to lure Batman's little assistant over through the Joker's daughter, it was amusing no matter how he thought about it. He was sure that Jason must have kept it a secret from his parents, and Megan? This child probably didn't confess to her good dad either.
Thinking about how the Joker and Batman would react if he revealed the truth, he had a premonition of a great drama. Unfortunately, although he had a bit of a bad taste, he didn't want to actually carry it out. He wanted to see how long the two kids could keep it a secret.
The battle was about to begin, and Jason was obviously not going to retreat. He was full of fighting spirit, but he still made sure that Megan had recovered before getting up. He brought some gadgets with him when he came and hid them under his regular clothes. As for how he hid them?
Every bat has mastered this skill. Unlike Deathstroke who carries all the equipment on his back, they like to hide everywhere and pretend to be ordinary people in normal times.
He didn't bring any weapons that could be used for a frontal attack and had enough deterrent power, but he dared to follow Megan to see Deathstroke, which was enough to prove his trust in his good friend. At this time, he turned his head to Megan and asked, "Xiaomei, can I use your sword?"
Megan nodded, "Yeah!" She was not stingy at all, and because they were about to start training, she stood up and hid to the side of the training ground.
Good, she knows what she's capable of.
Deathstroke swung the sword in his hand and glanced at Megan before officially launching the attack. "I believe there is a good role model for you here. Remember to learn from him. Maybe he will be your sparring partner in the future." After he said this, he thought it was a good idea.
The battle-hardened mercenary was distracted for a moment, and Robin rushed forward without hesitation, brandishing a rapier, but he blocked it by simply turning sideways and swinging his sword, and the swords collided with each other with a crisp metallic sound.
Deathstroke lowered his head and met a pair of eyes full of fighting spirit. Not only was he eager to try, he also attacked boldly without any fear.
Unlike Megan, this child is lively and agile. Because of his youthful vigor, he will never give up even if he encounters setbacks. Just like their previous fight, Jason never admitted defeat, and when Deathstroke thought he was coming to him, didn't he take this as a good opportunity to fight Deathstroke?
He is a natural warrior with keen combat instincts and excellent fighting talents, but unfortunately, loyalty is also engraved in his soul. Once he decides to follow Batman, he will not switch to anyone else.
Deathstroke felt sorry for this, but he undoubtedly admired such people, so even though he knew it was fruitless, he still tried tirelessly to kidnap the talented children.
If he succeeds, he'll make money, right? And since it's a no-cost, high-yield venture, there's no harm in trying a few more times.
It was effortless for Deathstroke to teach two students in a row, but he treated them differently. Because one student paid the fee and patiently practiced with the child, the other was just giving guidance, using 50% of his strength and holding back almost no punches during the fight.
Two unsharpened swords of identical craftsmanship collided with each other, creating a sharp clang that was almost drowned out by the loud sound of Deathstroke swinging his sword through the air. His attack was particularly swift, due to the size and age differences between the two opponents. Adults had a wider attack range and more agile and rapid nerve reactions. In comparison, Jason's response seemed to be struggling, and this was also due to the difference in experience between them.
Deathstroke almost forced Jason into a corner. In the gap when he swung his sword, Jason gritted his teeth and stabbed out with his sword, but Deathstroke easily blocked it with a flick of his wrist. He just made a feint and took the opportunity to turn around, jump onto the wall and then turn around in the air. Now he had the advantage, he lowered his center of gravity and chopped directly at Deathstroke's head with the rapier in his hand.
His counterattack seemed fierce. Deathstroke leaned back at an angle that was almost impossible for the human body to achieve, turned his head to expose his shoulder blades, and raised his sword to block. The force exerted by the young man was still unable to shake the sword in his hand, but Jason missed his attack and stepped directly on his sword to use the force to leap out.
Deathstroke didn't take it seriously and even praised him, calling him a "smart boy."
They fought back and forth, their movements swift and agile, keeping Megan riveted, until Deathstroke eventually forced Jason towards her.
It was obvious that he did it on purpose, and the glance he raised at Megan was filled with indifference.
Megan just looked at him blankly. She could feel Jason's anxiety and concern, which was obviously affected by her. When he was about to be hurt by Deathstroke's sword, Megan ran over directly.
This child was the only one who was fearless. Without taking any precautions, she grabbed Jason's sword hand and stood with him. The young man was suddenly startled, "Xiaomei!"
He hastily raised his other arm to block her, and when Deathstroke's sword swung with unmatched force, the blade stopped steadily a few millimeters away from Jason's arm.
Although he was not injured, Jason's eyes were sharp and contained a hatred that had never appeared before.
Deathstroke looked down at him condescendingly, and finally when Megan turned her head back and forth to look at them, sheathed her sword and said, "You overreacted, Jason. This is the most obvious mistake. You panicked because of Megan, but almost hurt her and yourself." As for himself, of course he had no intention of hurting any of them. It was just a test.
The tall and strong adult turned around and threw the rapier in his hand to the side. The blunt blade pierced straight into the wall, penetrating more than an inch before stopping.
Deathstroke's class ended and he turned and left.
So Megan and Jason were left here. She was still holding Jason's hand. She turned her head to see the annoyance on his face and took a step towards him.
"Do you want to protect me?" she asked bluntly, and then a smile gradually appeared on her face. "You react very quickly."
"Jay good, Deathstroke bad."
She was undoubtedly trying to comfort her friend, hoping that he would not indulge in bad mood.
Jason looked down at the rapier in his hand, took it with his other hand, and placed it on the ground. The two children also sat down. He was coaxed, but still said awkwardly, "Sorry, Xiaomei, I..."
"You're my best friend. I know you want to protect me. You distracted me during the fight. You must care about me a lot."
Megan interrupted him, her eyes full of joy, "Slade knows that we are good, so he is targeting us on purpose." It sounded like a weak targeting at home.
Looking at her joyful expression, Jason was silent for a while, pretending to be arrogant, but then he compromised a little discouragedly and said, "Yes, he is too bad."
The two children couldn't help but smile at each other. Jason's awkwardness disappeared. He leaned towards Megan, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and said softly: "...Actually, you are protecting me."
Deathstroke wouldn't attack Megan, so she ran over and stood in front of him angrily.
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Childhood sweethearts are the best!
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