The nail head hamr, forged in one piece, swung down from high above, the ear-piercing sound of slicing through the air accompanying an oppressively powerful force that even blew away the surrounding fog.
Such a blunt weapon, specifically designed for can-opening, was imbued with a kind of power-based beauty, but Feng Xue had no ti to appreciate this beauty at the mont.
With a flick of his left hand, an indescribable stick fell from his sleeve. Feng Xue wielded it with sword techniques, but instead of colliding with the nail head hamr, he used the force at the mont of contact to deflect the hamr’s center of gravity with the thod of Washing Sword. Only upon exerting strength did Feng Xue realize how ridiculously strong the female knight was.
The Suffocation Blade that had penetrated the racehorse maiden’s body also swiftly acted, leveraging both the pry bar and Short Blade together, like pliers, to fend off the hamr’s bombardnt.
What surprised Feng Xue, though, was that the nail head hamr showed not the slightest sign of damage under the Sharpness of the Holy Mother!
"Tsk," Feng Xue pushed off the ground with his feet, retreating suddenly as the woman knight stood up from the corpse of the racehorse maiden, wanting to Chase him. But clad in Heavy Armor, she clearly couldn’t catch up with Feng Xue, who could vanish like a ghost.
The Fog gradually dissipated, and the female knight stood on the fallen racehorse maiden, with the Suffocation Blade deeply embedded in her armor. From her previous strike’s force, it seed that she was not affected by the Suffocation effect at all.
"Could there be sothing padded inside the armor? Or is she actually flat-chested? No, at this depth, even if it went in, she should have been injured!"
Feng Xue watched the female knight take a defensive stance and then saw her pull out the Suffocation Blade and throw it to the ground beside her.
The enhanced vision labeled by the assassin allowed Feng Xue to precisely capture the trace of blood on the blade’s edge.
"Could the guards of the Tower of Babylon not even be considered living creatures? That’s too much!" Feng Xue muttered with a weird expression, when suddenly, a thought struck him—he rembered why the Suffocation Blade hadn’t worked—
Because all along, Feng Xue had been treating the Foggy field as a buff Skill for Holy Mother to unlock elents, to the point where he nearly forgot that the true effect of this Skill wasn’t in generating Fog itself but in preventing living beings enveloped in this fog, enriched with Fairy Energy, from being affected by abnormal statuses and reducing attacks with Dragon Attribute by half.
"What is this? If I don’t use the Fog, I can’t penetrate your defenses, but if I do, I can’t limit you?"
Feng Xue found that this sentence had no poetic elegance and couldn’t help feeling a little sorry for his own literary prowess, which exceeded 400 points—indeed, understanding and creating were two different things!
Realizing that he lacked the talent of a poet, Feng Xue did not relax his attention on the female knight. Fortunately, it seed that she also knew she couldn’t catch up to him, and while maintaining a defensive posture, she picked up the Broadsword from the dead racehorse maiden’s body which she hadn’t used before.
After hanging the nail head hamr at her waist, the female knight posed a standard Death Position stance (holding the sword with both hands with the blade beside her head, convenient for slashing—it was the stance Wang Daemao and Brush Brother took when fighting), and the npc spectators sitting around the arena cooperated by making various noises as if this truly was a knight’s tournant taking place sowhere.
"Who would pit an assassin against a knight in a tournant!" Feng Xue shook his arm, which finally stabilized with the flow of Inner Strength, and his sword-hand inadvertently tightened its grip.
The knight’s physical fitness was even more extre than the previous warrior’s. Even though he killed her horse at once, the shock of the one-handed swing of the nail head hamr made him feel like he’d die from a re graze.
Although facing an enemy with such short legs, Feng Xue could simply run away, but since he had an Opportunity to fight without worrying about death, he certainly wouldn’t just respawn at the first sign of difficulty.
"Thinking back, I was a bit too hasty when I killed those guards earlier. Although protections and equipnt are part of one’s strength, this wasn’t a fight to the death. I should have treated it as a sparring match to hone my foundational abilities instead of rushing to determine a victor..."
Feng Xue critiqued his competitive nature, but it wasn’t entirely his fault—after all, when facing an enemy easily overpowered by him, it was hard for him to think of using the fight as training.
"It’s not too late to start now." Feng Xue put away the Holy Mother, gripped a crowbar in both hands, and silently stepped forward.
Nine ters, eight ters, seven ters...
As the distance closed, little by little, Feng Xue could clearly sense the knight’s sharp gaze from behind the mask fixed on him. He continuously adjusted his breathing, slowly entering a state of "serenity". Within his spiritual platform, the Bright Mirror engraved with the constellations emitted a moon-like glow, his Inner Strength whirled into motion, descending along the Ren ridian, flowing towards the central pole, then circulating through the foot’s Taiyin spleen ridian straight to the Rushing Door acupoint.
As he practised this skill, Feng Xue spread his arms, and the pitch-black cape suddenly appeared, enveloping and hiding him from sight.
Whether it was intuition programd into the guard or the precise computation granted by the Babylon Tower, at the mont Feng Xue vanished without a trace, she twisted her body and delivered a slanted chop to her side.
"Zzzt!"
It wasn’t the crisp sound of tal clashing against tal but rather the grating noise produced by the friction of two tals.
This ti, Feng Xue had no intention of crossing blades. The crowbar, like a sharp sword, touched the side of the broadsword, and Feng Xue, having teleported into mid-air with the help of gravity, drove all his body’s force onto the spine of the sword.
The chop, an attack leveraging inertia, was interrupted as the centre of gravity shifted completely. The knight tried to recover her blade, but it was a futile effort. She let go with her left hand, reaching for the Nail Head Hamr at her waist, only for Feng Xue, who had already deployed his movent technique, to lightly tap the wrist of her armor with the tip of his foot, hook the helt with the crowbar’s curved structure, and spun slightly to flip the helt right off.
Feng Xue, having completed the unmasking, had no intention of lingering on the opportunity to smash the exposed head with his weapon. Employing the Complete Heaven Shifting Star Skill, he instantly retreated several ters away.
Feng Xue’s Complete Heaven Shifting Star Skill was far from reaching the realm of "moving unpredictably, appearing real yet illusory, without trace, omniscient as ghosts or gods," but during this surprise attack, he vaguely sensed a bit of "the state of selflessness" as well as "the interplay of light and shadow" from the serenity and stealthy movent.
He flung the crowbar to send the helt flying off its tip and completely ignored the exposed beautiful face that perfectly matched his own XP, vanishing on the spot once again.
However, this ti, he did not use stealth!
In Feng Xue’s mind, mathematical transformations swirled at that mont. The previously incomprehensible orientation changes beca unprecedentedly clear after being contrasted with the shadowy teleportation.
This isn’t to say that the shadowy teleportation and the Complete Heaven Shifting Star Skill share a similar principle, but rather, this visceral experience helped Feng Xue successfully link the complex mathematical orientations with the actual "positions" in reality.
He still didn’t understand why "here" was the Life Position or why "there" was the Death Position, but at least now he knew – "here" is what’s referred to as the Life Position, and "there" is the Death Position!
This might not benefit his cultivation or advanced training, but at least, Feng Xue could harness a fraction of this Divine Skill’s mystery based on so set patterns!
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