Offense and Defense in Perfect Balance

Clatter!

As the rubble fell, Kong Wu leaped down from the wall, wriggled his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva.

A faint bloody mark on his arm was slowly healing.

Kong Wu could actually have reacted to the power of that sword strike just now.

But he had chosen not to activate the Blood Ghost Battle Body immediately, instead relying on his powerful physique to withstand it.

As things stood, it seemed he had made the right gamble.

The attack had managed to break through his physical defenses and injure him.

But the injury was minor—not even enough to count as a flesh wound.

It seemed that the sword strike had just landed a fivefold critical hit, unleashing the power of five billion points of strength.

What luck...

It was much better than that of certain netizens who had picked the Barbarian King, slapped him ten times without landing a critical hit, then angrily typed out their greetings.

But it seemed the other party had not paid no price at all.

Kong Wu narrowed his eyes and looked at Man.

His thin arm was trembling slightly, while there was a strange bulge at his shoulder. It looked as though the powerful force had rebounded and dislocated it.

That made sense. Such a powerful strike was not something an ordinary body could withstand.

With a crack, Man popped his shoulder back into place. There was not the slightest trace of pain on his face. He merely stared woodenly at Kong Wu and slowly raised his longsword.

Although Kong Wu had been sent flying by the first sword strike upon meeting him, he showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he charged straight at his opponent.

Whoosh!

The Evil-Slaying Saber swung through the air, its sound like a demon's howl.