Chapter 95- Wilson vs Dash

Dash literally dashed at Wilson, his right hand gripping his matte black dagger tightly. Wilson merely saw a blur and instinctively raised his hands to block his face and neck. He made the right call.

*clang* *clang* *clang* *clang* *clang*

Five consecutive clangs resounded in less than two seconds, causing a droning ring in everyone's ears. Wilson felt a strong impact against his arms.

'Strong!' He thought.

He did not give himself much time to think. After all Wilson's moves were usually by instinct. Whenever he was on the offensive, his body would usually have already begun moving before his thoughts could catch up. Only when he was defending would he give himself time to think.

He swung a right hook. Dash did not even have to dodge. Dash, being a speedster, was already behind Wilson before the hand could reach the point of impact. To him, Wilson's hook was moving too slowly.

Dash swung his dagger again and carelessly slashed and cut Wilson's back, making him bleed. Wilson, after f