Slashing with blades and hacking with axes, burning with fire and drowning with water, poisoning and planting curses?
Those were all old almanac tales.
Modern civilized people couldn't exactly carry swords or crane's-crown poison around with them.
Fortunately, this was America, where certain special tools were relatively common.
"You said it yourself!" someone suddenly drew a gun, his face twisted as he pulled the trigger at Shi Tiexin. "What Immune to All Arts? What indestructible diamond body? Die! The times have changed!"
Bang—the gun fired.
Someone in the crowd screamed, and a commotion broke out. Zhen Zidan immediately ducked low and pressed his daughter's head down, his reaction incredibly fast. The other guests did much the same. This was America, after all; live-fire drills were commonplace.
But people soon realized that Shi Tiexin's proud, upright figure had not fallen. He had not even dodged, still standing tall with his chest out.
Had the shot missed?
Shi Tiexin stretched out his right hand and dropped a flattened bullet head with a clack.
Someone's eyes widened in shock. "He really is Invulnerable to Blades and Guns?"
Others instinctively questioned it. "This must have been arranged beforehand, right?"
Only the shooter himself had gone stupid. Whether it was staged, whether the bullets were live—he knew best.
Shi Tiexin wagged a finger at him. "That little power isn't enough. I suggest you put more force into it."
"Ahhhhhh!" The gunman was nearly insane. He raised his pistol and fired repeatedly, emptying the magazine at Shi Tiexin before everyone's eyes.
Sharp force surged across Shi Tiexin's entire body. Brilliantly colored meridians shot from his dantian through the central axis of his body like flying light. This was the mark of Sharp Force's middle stage reaching great completion. Shi Tiexin had already activated indiscriminate Sharp Force