I train Batman in a horror world

Chapter 88 The Alien That Lacks Martial Morality

Chapter 89 The Alien That Lacks Martial Morality

If you turn to the first page of Bruce Wayne's "The Biological Apprentice," you'll find the bat, Foll, hailed as "the most powerful and invincible creature in the universe."

Actually, you can see Bruce's true portrayal of Fowler.

This is how Bruce described Follie.

Talkative, mischievous, timid, lecherous, and greedy.

Of all these things, Fowler's cowardice was the one thing Bruce couldn't understand the most.

He meant, what is there to be afraid of in someone as extraordinary as Holmes?

They can freely travel to other worlds and possess many abilities that allow them to do almost anything they want.

that's it.

Is Foul a cowardly bat?

Ok.

To be honest.

Being timid has its advantages.

For example, whenever Foul shrinks his head into a ball during training, Bruce knows that his situation is getting worse.

Even before the claws pierce the head, the sound of a blade cutting through the air arrives.

Without even thinking, Bruce rolled on the ground to dodge the attack from the monster that had somehow crept up behind him.

While rolling.

Bruce threw out several explosive bugs he had prepared on his body, as well as a string of silver blade grass woven into a whip!

"call out""

The thrown explosive bug was easily sliced in two by the sharp blade on the back of the opponent's hand.

The silver blade grass, woven into a long whip, easily wrapped around the opponent's body.

Bruce gave it a powerful tug!

Click!

Several tough silver blade grass stalks snapped instantly!

However, this is not exactly terrible news.

Bruce noticed a smear of green, viscous liquid appear in his field of vision.

Then, in the next second...

An invisible silhouette broke free of disguise, revealing a body twice the height of Bruce himself.

The overall appearance of the other party was not much different from the creatures we had seen before.

The only difference might be that the skin on the leg that he had successfully injured was now flowing with bright green blood.

The broken silver blade grass was caused by the opponent's armor.

The Predator glanced at the wound on its leg.

It instinctively reached out to touch it, and its fingertips became stained with its own blood.

then.

Its masked gaze fell upon the "short" Bruce.

Bruce's response was...

What are you looking at?!

Eat my wooden stake technique!

In the blink of an eye!

Suddenly, several long, swaying tree monsters sprang out from all directions through the woods!

Bruce had considered the possibility that he might be discovered.

That's why he dared to come to this dangerous area!

Because a large number of tree monsters live here!

And his mastery of the wooden stake technique can be put to some use here!

"Whoosh"

Not only was Bruce quick to react, but the Predators who came here to hunt were also quick to react.

They immediately engaged in battle, drawing their weapons and attacking the tree monsters that were attacking them.

Bruce chose to slip away amidst the chaos!

"They're running away already? Aren't they going to give them a go?" Foul's playful voice echoed in my mind.

"Stop gesturing! I know nothing about them!"

As Bruce responded, he noticed a crimson glint in the corner of his eye.

His heart leaped into his throat in an instant!

"call out""

A shockwave traveling at extremely high speed shot straight toward his head!

As Bruce hurriedly dodged, Fowler's voice rang out again.

"To be honest, they were actually planning a real man's one-on-one battle with you, but you resorted to sneak attacks instead of any martial arts..."

As he was speaking, a spinning dart struck the surface of a tree in Bruce's escape route at incredible speed.

Two beeps!

A deafening explosion!

The sturdy tree lost its support and fell to the ground with a groan, temporarily blocking Bruce's escape.

"Who on earth is lacking in martial ethics?!" Bruce couldn't help but shout.

Possessing such high-tech weaponry, yet employing the most primitive hunting methods!?

If I don't have martial ethics, then these creatures are the most unethical creatures in the entire universe!

the other side.

The Predator found Bruce's wooden stake technique easier to deal with than expected.

One of the Predators pulled out a flamethrower and sprayed flames at the wildly twisting tree monster. With a squeak, the tree monster that was attacking them shrank back as if it had been struck at its vital spot!

Bruce could certainly continue using the "stakes" technique to buy himself time.

But the same applies.

The price was that the tree monsters in this area might no longer obey his commands.

Bruce personally believes this is a losing proposition.

therefore.

The dividing line is a thick, fallen tree.

Bruce faced off against the Predators on the other side.

"Roar!"

The lead Predator removed its mask, revealing its bared fangs, and bared its claws at Bruce.

This Predator was the same one that had attacked him earlier; he looked like the leader of the squad and exuded a certain authority.

After roaring a few times, the Predators around him all lowered their weapons.

"What is it saying this time?" Bruce couldn't help but ask when he saw this.

"Just like before, I still want to have a one-on-one fight with you." With a snap, two pointed ears popped out.

then.

The Predator pointed to the wound on its leg, then to Bruce, and roared twice.

"So what about this time?" Bruce asked, frowning.

"It sounds a bit like you're the most beautiful girl it's ever seen, but you know, it means it's praising your rebellious methods," Fowle said.

That's how Fowler always is; he often spouts nonsensical nonsense.

Bruce always had to listen carefully before analyzing the important information in the words.

So he couldn't help but say, "Couldn't you just let me understand their language like you did when we went to Uncle Nine's world?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was suddenly slapped across the face by Foul.

"Who exactly said you can't do this again? I'm already being very generous by offering to translate for you in real time, okay?!"

Bruce never imagined that one day he would eat his own boomerang.

He sighed.

He made a brief eye contact with the Predator.

The other person was much taller and larger than him.

If it were a simple head-on confrontation, Bruce didn't think he had a high chance of winning.

Moreover, the other party was carrying a whole host of high-tech weapons...

Therefore, observe for a moment.

Bruce suddenly patted his shoulder.

Upon seeing this, the Predator immediately understood and soon removed the cannon-shaped weapon from its shoulder.

This looks like it really upholds martial ethics... what a load of rubbish!

next second.

The Predator opposite him pulled out a folding knife, and with a click, the blade took shape, its surface coated with a layer of blazing red light.

This is practically a thermal blade!

Bruce had lost count of how many times he had complained about the other party using the most advanced high-tech weapons while hunting with the most primitive methods.

What's going on?!

Bruce could only grip the steel dagger tightly in his hand, and then use lightning magic to wrap a layer of blue arc lightning around the surface of the dagger.

The other Predators who were watching this fair fight all chose to remove their masks, showing no intention of intervening.

They come here to hunt.

Their captain was conducting the most honorable one-on-one duel ceremony of the tribe.

Next, they only need to wait quietly for the captain to tear off the spine connecting the small creature's head to its head.

Everything will then settle down.

Then they will continue their hunt.

The wind seemed to have stopped its clamor at that moment.

The only sounds in the forest were the breathing of Bruce and the Predator.

Both sides are observing.

They were all waiting for the other to reveal a fatal flaw.

However, this tranquility was not long-lasting.

Suddenly!