"What's this, ready to admit defeat?" the man standing in the middle of the road sneered.
Though he said that, he had remained on guard the entire time. After fighting Zhang Heng for so long, his wariness of Zhang Heng had steadily grown. Not only had he lost all traces of contempt, but by now he looked as though he were facing a formidable enemy, his gaze never daring to leave Zhang Heng.
Of course, he still had to talk trash. Although he had realized by now that such taunts had no effect on Zhang Heng whatsoever—the other man's emotions were as steady as if they could never change—he still did not shut up. No matter what, running his mouth could relieve some of his own pressure.
After planting Miss F's Tungsten Steel Sword beside his feet, Zhang Heng finally drew the Hidden Sheath from his waist.
Because this blade's effect was too overbearing, this was Zhang Heng's first time using it since obtaining it.
He assumed Hirazugan, Okita Soshi's specialty opening stance, lowering the blade tip and aiming it at the other man's eyes.
The latter blinked and muttered, "What the hell?! Don't tell me you think switching swords will let you cut through my Exoskeleton Gear?"
As if answering his question, Zhang Heng took the initiative and stepped forward.
The man standing in the middle of the road was not alarmed but delighted. He had been worrying about how to force Zhang Heng into a fair fight, yet Zhang Heng had delivered himself right to him. It was practically a dream come true.
Overjoyed, the man in the middle of the road immediately raised his fists and clashed with Zhang Heng again.
The Hidden Sheath in Zhang Heng's hand continuously struck against the Exoskeleton Gear, producing a rapid