Chapter 009: The Gap Between Them

Fujiwara Bunta looked at the nearly vanished figure ahead and shook his head, saying, "No need, Saeba, I've done my best. Since I can't catch up, this might be my fate. Maybe after he takes me away, I can reunite with my son."

"Reunite in hell?" Mambo wasn't about to give up easily.

Wang Bo shook his head and said slowly, "Nightwing, exit stealth mode, activate Batmobile mode. It's time to show that knight the power of technology."

Cybertronian technology is still technology, after all.

Mambo looked at Wang Bo in confusion, about to ask who Nightwing was, but the next moment, he felt his seat lowering.

Then, the car underwent a radical transformation.

In an instant, the Ferrari turned from a sports car into a very cool and unique vehicle.

At the rear, eight exhaust pipes appeared simultaneously, and brilliant flames shot out from them.

In a flash, the Batmobile's speed surged to a terrifying level for an ordinary person, the strong G-force nearly pinning Mambo and Fujiwara Bunta in place.

They felt everything before them rushing backward; at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

In just a few breaths, the Batmobile caught up with the Skeleton Knight.

Without even pausing, it flashed past the Skeleton Knight, leaving him a full street behind.

At that moment, the Batmobile seemed to truly fly.

The Skeleton Knight stared in astonishment at the Batmobile speeding away; his excellent dynamic vision still caught sight of the man sitting inside—the very man he had been racing against.

Such speed was simply unbelievable.

Half an hour later, the Batmobile slowly came to a halt with a screech of brakes.

Mambo finally sat up and couldn't help asking, "What the hell is this car of yours?"

Wang Bo said calmly, "A high-tech gift from a friend, that's all."

With that, Wang Bo pushed open the door and got out.

The Batmobile was indeed a gift from Bruce Wayne to Wang Bo, and it was indeed high-tech, but Wang Bo had turned it into a Transformer.

In a sense, Wang Bo hadn't lied.

After Wang Bo got out, Mambo and Fujiwara Bunta also exited. The three waited in the cold wind for a moment, and then a ball of fire appeared in their field of vision.

The fire sped toward them, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a Skeleton Knight.

The Skeleton Knight, riding a towering skeletal horse, looked down at Fujiwara Bunta and spoke a long string of gibberish.

Wang Bo translated simultaneously, "This is the first time I've lost so miserably. Human rider, you are the only rider among the humans I've encountered who can defeat me. I am willing to abide by our initial agreement and return your son to you."

Fujiwara Bunta quickly said, "My son, my son's name is Fujiwara Takumi."

The Skeleton Knight said, "In three days, I will return your son to your side."

Of course, this sentence was also translated by Wang Bo.

"Thank you." Fujiwara Bunta was overwhelmed with emotion.

The Skeleton Knight pulled a sword from his chest and threw it over. Fujiwara Bunta quickly stepped back. The moment the knight's sword hit the ground, the blade effortlessly embedded itself into the road, leaving half the blade exposed.

"As agreed, this is my gift to the victor. Whoever wields this knight's sword can not only slay grudges but also become a master swordsman."

Fujiwara Bunta scratched his head; he had no interest in such a gift at all, so he couldn't help looking at Wang Bo.

"How about I give this gift to you? You're its true owner."

In fact, he had already lost halfway; if Wang Bo hadn't helped him in the end, he would now be one of the Skeleton Knight's collectibles.

So Fujiwara Bunta planned to offer the knight's sword to Wang Bo as a borrowed gift.

After all, this victory was indeed won by Wang Bo, not him.

Wang Bo didn't refuse. He stepped forward and picked up the knight's sword. The moment his right hand gripped the hilt, Wang Bo felt as if he could wield the sword with ease, as if it were an extension of his arm.

He swung the sword lightly; the sharp blade cut through the air with a sharp whistle.

Advancing, retreating, swinging, thrusting, diagonal slashing—at that moment, Wang Bo truly seemed to transform into a master swordsman, creating beautiful sword flowers.

After a few moves, Wang Bo said slowly, "A fine weapon."

The knight's sword seemed to be inscribed with magic; anyone who picked it up would be influenced by the magic, becoming a master swordsman almost instinctively.

The Skeleton Knight looked down and said, "You have good taste, human. The owner of this sword was once a valiant knight with unparalleled swordsmanship. Its master once defeated most knights in hell."

Wang Bo nodded and tossed the knight's sword into his fourth-dimensional pocket. "I have a question for you."

The Skeleton Knight was displeased, feeling as if he had been slighted by a human. He said irritably, "Watch your tone, human."

Wang Bo ignored him and continued, "Do you really come from hell, knight?"

The Skeleton Knight grew even more annoyed. The flames on his skeletal horse surged, and a wave of scorching heat radiated outward, forcing Mambo and Fujiwara Bunta to retreat repeatedly.

Both men felt as if their entire bodies were about to catch fire.

But when they saw Wang Bo standing still, they were greatly surprised.

The Skeleton Knight looked Wang Bo up and down; even a fool could see that Wang Bo was no ordinary man.

"Human, you are impressive."

"You haven't answered my question, knight. Do you really come from hell?"

"Don't push it, human." The Skeleton Knight grew even angrier; Wang Bo's tone made him feel insulted. "Just because you have a little strength, you don't know your place?"

Wang Bo couldn't help but sigh. "Fool, haven't you realized the gap between us yet?"

Skeleton Knight: ???

Wang Bo raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A crisp sound rang out, and the next second, a bone-chilling cold erupted abruptly, spreading outward from the Skeleton Knight as the center.

In an instant, his flaming skeletal horse didn't even have time to neigh before it was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Even the lower half of the Skeleton Knight was frozen.

Only then did the Skeleton Knight belatedly realize that this human was far more powerful than he had imagined.

"You, you, you..."

"Answer my question, fool." Wang Bo said coldly. "Do you really come from hell?"

The Skeleton Knight burst into laughter. "Do you think this will make me yield? Human, I acknowledge your strength; I admit you are a powerful being. But, human, I, the Skeleton Knight Raba, serve only one lord—the Lord of Hell, the Dullahan Consuela."