Chapter 1149
As a Berserker Class Heroic Spirit, Spartacus was absolutely not weak in combat.
His greatest flaw was his refusal to obey orders. Rebellion was in his nature, and he was also a masochist—the more he was beaten, the more excited he became, and the stronger he grew.
If Li Jinglin had known this Heroic Spirit's information beforehand, he definitely would not have struck him in the face with his very first attack. Leaving him alone would actually have been the best option.
Unfortunately, he did not know.
In terms of size, Spartacus was the largest. Without using sword formations or flying swords, Li Jinglin, who specialized in agility and technique, naturally chose him first.
Originally, he had planned to pour his lifetime's Sword Intent into the sword in his hand, then trigger it with his essence blood. Its armor-piercing power was already among the best.
Coupled with his agility advantage, dealing with a big dumb brute should not have been difficult.
Yet when his first sword struck Spartacus, his heart immediately sank.
It had been far too easy, far too simple—like a hot knife through butter.
He could easily break through the man's defenses even without using condensed essence blood!
Clearly, as a Heroic Spirit—and one of this muscular brute type at that—his defense could not possibly be so weak.
Sure enough, after he unleashed dozens of sword techniques, whether piercing wounds or slashing wounds, none seemed to have affected him in the slightest!
Meanwhile, the other man ignored his own defenses, enduring one of Li Jinglin's thrusts as he met another blow head-on. The added force instantly split Li Jinglin's tiger's mouth, and the blood flowing from it mixed with the essence blood already on his sword.
Li Jinglin immediately changed tactics and began circling defensively, prioritizing