"Although the first core condensed Strength, his control over his center of gravity was astonishingly strong—no weaker than a Thief who had opened the Agility Inner Mansion."
Standing at the entrance to the second-floor passage, Xuan Ye felt a wave of pressure when he saw his cold arrow, which originally had a seventy percent chance of success, blocked so easily.
He had arrived during his approach, back when Sassaro was interrogating them. However, to prevent himself from being discovered, he had remained at the distant entrance, relying on his advantage in Perception to observe the movements inside the cell from afar.
Xuan Ye had never expected the dungeon guard on this shift to be Sassaro. From the fragments of memory, this man, who had called the original owner "nephew" since childhood, truly changed his attitude faster than turning a page. The original owner had harbored the greatest resentment toward him, and Xuan Ye consequently disliked him immensely as well.
The best moment for an ambush should have been when Sassaro became distracted while torturing his victim. However, following his own nature, Xuan Ye had still chosen to strike early at the opening he had a seventy percent chance of exploiting.
He had come to save someone. There was no point rescuing a corpse!
A seventy percent chance was enough to launch a decisive strike. If his opponent had been an ordinary Professional Rank Warrior, the damage caused by this sudden cold arrow would certainly have left him dead or wounded.
But who could have expected that Sassaro, who had clearly focused on the Strength Inner Mansion, would possess such bizarre balance and Dexterity? Could it be his Bloodline Power...?
For a moment, the scene fell silent. Separated by the passage and blocked by the cell door, the two sides confronted