Xi Xiu had no desire to waste words on someone like this, so she quickened her movements.
This mech's Martial Skill style was very similar to Chen Yuzong's, though there was one difference: his movements were swifter.
And more vicious.
Every move was lethal.
He clearly knew Xi Xiu's identity.
Though it was no secret.
Seeing Xi Xiu change her strategy, he accelerated as well, attacking at the greatest speed his mechanical body could achieve. Yet Xi Xiu easily dodged him.
The mech's voice retained its original tone. "As expected, you've got some skill."
He was actually a little angry.
Why were people so different from one another?
He had needed to modify his body to gain the strength he possessed, while the person before him had been born with it?
Talent. He had once been driven mad with jealousy over it. Unable to break through in the end, he had chosen to modify his body.
After the modifications, he had indeed gained the strength he had always dreamed of.
He had challenged many people.
Those people had either been crippled or killed.
This exceptionally gifted Jingsu Soldier before him would likewise die beneath his fists.
No flesh-and-blood body could withstand the force of his attacks.
Just as he thought he was about to hit his target and was secretly delighted, Xi Xiu dodged him again.
Then he realized that his opponent had not been using her full strength.
She had merely been testing him just now.
Testing the limits of his abilities.
Only now had she increased her speed.
Even without wearing a mech, her speed was on par with his mechanical body.
Was this the strength of a genius?
The mech's brain, the only part of him that still retained the characteristics of an intelligent life-form, kept pondering