Wang Xiaole held a pair of chopsticks in his mouth and swept his left hand down, jumping into the air with a "thud". In an instant, he caught up with the giant troll and landed on top of its head.

"Left leg!"

Wang Xiaole lifted his left leg, the force of the leg wind flowing through it as if it could penetrate steel. He aimed at the troll's body and unleashed a powerful kick.

Thud!

The troll's entire body caved in the opposite direction, its hands raised high in preparation for a counterattack, and its stiff legs causing it to fall first.

"Right leg!"

With the help of his Wing Kick, Wang Xiaole flew through the air and arrived below the target. As soon as his left foot landed, he immediately raised his right leg high.

Without waiting for the troll to hit him, Wang Xiaole lifted his foot again, kicking the opponent into the air three or four meters off the ground.

"Come on, you huge demon, let's sing together: followed by my left leg, right leg, in slow motion!"

Isabella, who was watching the whole scene, might not fully understand, but anyone born in Wang Xiaole's world could understand his actions right away; kicking the target (the troll) up, down, up, down...

The troll was basically treated as a ball, trapped in an infinite loop of being kicked around. Wang Xiaole followed the principle of "eat while the food is hot" and continued to savor his favorite dish, occasionally discussing with Lucia some of his insights into cooking.

The demon watching from the ground felt very frustrated; he didn't want to let his brother die, but he couldn't keep up with Wang Xiaole's movements, let alone stop him or "save the demon".

"How many times has this loop gone?"

Wang Xiaole casually asked, not expecting anyone to actually answer, but unexpectedly, Isabella, who was seeking shade under a tree, immediately spoke up:

"Thirty-ninth time, it should be over now."

"Then let it end--in every sense!"

Boom~~~

As a final supplementary attack, the massive body of the troll exploded into pieces as it hit the ground after being kicked; countless fragments and the ground soaked with green liquid were left at the impact site.

The fight ended in a few seconds, but it took more than a minute for the troll to be "whipped".

The two senior demon members, known as "Elder Ten" and considered the core of the Elder Council that had dominated Dibiles for many years, died within a short period of time, the causes of their deaths being their instant kills.

"Only you remain, what are you going to do?"

As Wang Xiaole pointed at the demon, the anger that was already about to overflow ignited.

No one was willing to admit it in their hearts: the object they had previously looked down upon could now play with them like ants, treating them as the prey that they were supposed to be as hunters. Although the number of humans was much larger than that of demons, the overall strength was vastly different, so the demon had never paid any attention to Wang Xiaole as a human, and this mentality had never changed.

"I am not like those two guys!"

The demon took a few steps forward, picked up the decapitating sword that was previously used by the fallen demon, and swung it with several sharp edges and crossing flashes of light towards Wang Xiaole; a surge of purple light swept over, turning into thousands of sharp attacks, displaying an unparalleled killing power.

As soon as Wang Xiaole saw the attack coming, he wiped the sauce off the corner of his mouth with the back of his right hand, stuck the chopsticks into the rice, and used his left hand to grab the layers of overlapping light and shadow.

"Fool! It is widely known that the human body is fragile. Do you dare to forcefully block my fierce attack with your hand? You're seeking death!"

After making a bold statement, the demon's face became even more gloomy in his smirking expression, while Isabella in the distance widened her sleepy eyes.

(To herself) "Do you really think a demonic creature that crawls but can walk is enough? It seems that the stupid one is someone else!"

The judgment of a queen, coupled with the reality that followed, proved to be superior to whoever had their mind clouded.

The person in question extended his left hand and grabbed the purple light, which had turned into a blade of light, using his finger to rub against the sharp part. The sensation felt no different from touching a sponge...Wrong, it feels just like touching a sponge!

"You said you're different from those two corpses, but why do I feel like you're no different from them?"

What are the benefits of a light blade?

First of all, in a world without nail clippers, the sharp parts can be used as trimming tools;

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaole used this thing to trim his thumb, and to be honest, it was much better than a nail clipper!

Originally, he wanted to use the light blade to pick his teeth, but his teeth were too close together and the sharp parts couldn't reach in, so he had to give up on that idea.

"I would have used this thing to cut my hair if I had more time, but considering that your two brothers are waiting for you down there, I won't delay any further."

Snap!

It broke, even compared to metal, the solidified light blade, known for its hardness, snapped easily in Wang Xiaole's hand, like a toothpick!

Teachers have always taught their students like they were chanting scriptures: big garbage must not be casually thrown away.

Wang Xiaole had also been taught this, so he didn't just throw away the broken light blade, but wanted to make it even smaller.

"Xia, where is your trash bin?"

"It's that big iron box over there!"

"...You mean that design, hard to approve of object? Alright, I got it."

It's inevitable to organize and put garbage in the trash bin, so Wang Xiaole tore the light blade into long strips in his hand, tearing the iron as if tearing paper.

"Let's go!"

Many boys would do this:

If they think the trash bin is too far, they would throw milk cartons or bottles by tossing them;

Wang Xiaole had done this before, of course, he never hit it, he would always pick it up and throw it again.

"I hope I can hit it this time."

Contrary to his wishes, after Wang Xiaole made such an expectation in his mind, that crumpled light blade still flew forward, sticking to the edge of the trash bin.

However, it didn't fail!

Just before the "garbage" landed, Lucia closed her fan and hit it back, successfully sending the garbage back along its original trajectory;

In the end, this nameless object rolled a few times along the edge of the square trash bin and fell inside.

"Satisfying the dear wife's need for play is the undeniable duty of a virtuous wife!"

Lucia, whose injuries had mostly healed, stood in a fixed direction with a flirty look, and a circle of pink halo surrounded her.

The reason she liked Wang Xiaole stemmed from love at first sight, and the specific reason for falling in love was because she liked his beautifully delicate face;

Wang Xiaole could guess Lucia's thoughts, but he decided not to say much when she referred to herself as a "wife".

His impression of Lucia was good, but it was a bit early to understand it as love;

At present, their relationship could at most be concluded as one-sided infatuation and mutual confusion.

As Wang Xiaole and Lucia were contemplating, the horned demon unconsciously took a step back, a sign of fear that belonged to the instinct of a living being.

A ferocious wolf will choose to retreat when it hears a tiger's roar, because the wolf understands that there are opponents that it will never be able to defeat in its lifetime;

The fear occupying the horned demon's heart was very similar to a wolf's thoughts when facing a fierce tiger, stemming from the biological reverence and fear for one's own life.

To fight or to flee? Different answers can lead to similar results.

"Do you want to run? I have gathered some information about you in my mind, 'Elder Ten,' right?"

The horned demon's backward steps paused at Wang Xiaole's playful words, but the cessation didn't include the sound:

"Under the jurisdiction of Elder Ten, and among the demon race, considered an upper-level demon, yet today, two members were defeated by the humans you look down upon, and you chose to escape... I have to say, it was the correct judgment."

"You think I'm afraid of you? Human, is that what you think!?"

"You're not afraid of me, I'm well aware of that; you simply fear death, the fear that all life fears."

"Ridiculous, it's as if I would die if I fought you!"

"You will definitely die!"

Wang Xiaole disgustingly waved his hand, his turning back gesture implied that the horned demon should just leave directly, and the latter, unable to pretend not to hear, hurriedly fled."Let's see who dies today!"

The demon stepped forward, his powerful cleaver slicing through the void;

The trembling cyclone shook the air, causing a rumbling sound as the surrounding air seemed to retreat quickly to either side, as if avoiding him and moving away from the blade.

In the current situation, a path seemed to appear in the void, with the air splitting open on either side like water being pushed aside.

With his lunch box almost finished, Wang Xiaole threw it in front of him with one hand;

The demon swung his knife with full force, and the moment the box unfolded, it was eroded and dissolved by the blade;

Then he shouted loudly and fiercely slashed towards Wang Xiaole, aiming for his head.

The air seemed to explode from the force of the slash, the blade itself was unmatched in dominance and ferocity, as if nothing could stop its raging momentum.

"Die!"

The demon exuded an air of certainty, while Wang Xiaole exhaled a breath and swayed in place for a few moments;

The descending blade sliced down on his afterimage, with the distance between him and the afterimage almost negligible, a slight deviation to the side would have been enough to strike;

But it couldn't hit!

No matter how swift the demon's attacks were, with each subsequent strike following without pause;

Even though the claws holding the knife were covered in sweat, Wang Xiaole's body remained unharmed, not a single hair out of place.

"Too slow. The old ladies faking falls on the street can move three times faster than you. Don't underestimate the reflexes of male students in Tianchao!"

Are all the people from your place as twisted as you? Almost slipped out of the demon's mouth!

A sense of powerlessness and despair weighed heavily on the demon, as if it embodied exhaustion;

The difference between the "girl" in front of him and himself seemed as wide as a whole different world, not just one to two levels apart.

The thoughts in his mind might not admit it, but the demon's subconscious awareness of the gap in strength remained, though he still gritted his teeth and said:

"You think you can just dodge and be unharmed? When the moment comes that you, as a human, can't run anymore, I promise to tear you to pieces with a thousand cuts!"

His arrogance still intact, the demon believed he was far stronger than the two foolish brothers and concluded that the "girl" in front of him didn't have the courage to face him head-on;

He fantasized, thinking that even if Wang Xiaole dared to deal with the two members of the Elder Council, she would never have the courage to confront him directly.

"It's coming, it's almost there..."