A promise, as well as a sentint.
When the two are combined, they beco strongest—unbreakable and indestructible.
Thus, in the very next mont, the thin sword danced, aid straight at Jason.
Whoosh!
It streaked across like a bolt of lightning.
The thin sword instantly appeared behind Jason’s back.
Jason didn’t dodge; he let the thin sword strike him.
Clang!
The tip of the thin sword collided with Jason’s skin, producing a burst of sparks. The force concentrated on the sword caused it to bend dramatically into an exaggerated arc.
But…
Jason’s skin remained unbroken.
Bam!
At the sa ti, Jason swung his Broad Blade Cleaver again onto the defensive forcefield.
Crack!
With this strike, the defensive forcefield shattered.
Only five layers remaining!
Jason raised his hand once more, and the Broad Blade Cleaver was about to co crashing down again. anwhile, the thin sword, which had been locked in a contest of strength against Jason’s back, once again danced through the air—this ti aiming straight for his eyes.
Clang!
Jason was forced to block with his blade.
Seeing this, the short woman bead with joy.
Sword Saint,’ I’ve heard you’ve inherited Tongshou Temple’s legacy: the Immovable King’s Body.”
"But from the looks of it now, your ‘Immovable King’s Body’ seems to be only at the entry-level stage.”
The petite woman smiled as she spoke.
Her words were filled with mockery and provocation.
She hoped Jason would lose his calm.
Thus, her tone showed no rcy.
As for the so-called “entry-level stage” of the Immovable King’s Body?
She didn’t actually know.
Though she hailed from a distinguished background and had knowledge of many secrets, Tongshou Temple’s legacy remained unfamiliar to her.
Each generation of Master Tongshou Temple was enough to make anyone tremble.
Especially the latest generation.
Every ti she faced them, an involuntary sense of guilt would creep over her.
She had initially tried to gather information but gave up after just one attempt.
Still, that didn’t stop her from using it as fodder for taunts.
After all, the fight had already begun.
What was there to be afraid of?
The blocked flying sword spiraled back into the air. Using the previous exchange as a learning opportunity, the petite woman aid at Jason’s vital points.
The most obvious ones were his facial features.
His eyes—yes.
His ears—also yes.
And that mouth—might it also be?
It definitely was.
Compared to the small cavities of the ears, the mouth was much more prominent.
And far more imposing.
Because the eyes could see, the eyes were right in front of her. If one strike failed, a slight upward motion would position it accurately for another.
The thought drove the petite woman to quicken her attacks.
But in the next mont, the woman deeply regretted her decision.
Because—
Jason bit her sword tip.
When her thin sword flew right in front of him, Jason abruptly opened his mouth, snapping it onto the sword’s tip.
The petite woman froze.
She had never encountered such a form of defense.
But soon after, she felt a surge of joy.
Teeth may be strong, but how could they ever compare to her finely forged blade?
Despite catching her off-guard, Jason’s bizarre defense was clearly his downfall once she collected her thoughts.
Your body’s defense might be formidable.
But could your mouth be the sa?
Sword Saint,’ you’re far too confident!”
As she spoke, the short woman manipulated her thin sword with the intent to penetrate Jason’s throat.
Then…
Not even a tremor!
Impossible?
The petite woman’s eyes widened as she stubbornly urged the sword forward again.
Grrk, grrk.
Strange noises began to echo.
The petite woman’s face blanched.
The sound wasn’t coming from Jason’s teeth; it was coming from her sword.
"How is this possible?”
"A human’s teeth—how could they be this strong?”
"Do you gnaw steel bars for fun?”
The petite woman could no longer hold back. She shouted directly.
Because during this brief exchange, Jason had shattered yet another layer of the defensive forcefield.
Only four layers remained.
"Burst!”
This ti, the short woman hesitated no longer.
With a low cry, the flying thin sword suddenly exploded into pieces.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Clang clang clang!
Hundreds of fragnts from the shattered sword rained down like shrapnel from a grenade, engulfing Jason, who was now showered with sparks and reverberating sharp cracks.
At this point, Jason had no choice but to pause, raising his arms to shield his face.
The blast of fragnts lasted less than a second.
By the ti Jason lowered his arms, the petite woman had already closed the distance between them, standing less than two ters away.
Shielding her face, the short woman’s eyes now glead with unwavering resolve.
"You left no choice but to use my ultimate move!”
As she spoke, she quickly ford a seal with her hands.
Boom!
A white mist enveloped the area.
When the mist began to dissipate, the petite woman had disappeared.
In her place was a group of won, their figures varied but all stunningly exquisite.
They surrounded Jason, so gazing at him with deep affection, others brazenly reaching out to tease him.
But Jason remained utterly unfazed.
Won? They were nowhere near as important as ‘food.’
"Get lost.”
Jason growled, swinging his Broad Blade Cleaver.
Bang bang bang!
The seemingly flawless beauties before him dissolved into white smoke, vanishing without a trace.
In the distance, the petite woman reappeared.
She stared at Jason in utter disbelief.
"Are you even a man?”
She stamred out.
Ever since mastering this secret technique, every adult man she ever faced had succumbed without exception.
Even Hanakaiin Rs composure had faltered when he faced her, leaving him vulnerable and subsequently defeated.
But Jason?
No reaction!
Really, absolutely none!
She had closely observed him.
His gaze was pure, completely unbothered by the alluring won ticulously selected for this tactic.
To him, it seed as if those “won” didn’t even exist.
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