Deep underground in Jiang City, inside the cave housing the "forum" servers, the battle between Chongming, Robin, and Fluoxetine had reached a fever pitch from the very beginning.
A rain of flowers fell from the sky. The firearms in Fluoxetine's hands appeared in rapid succession, allowing one person to unleash firepower suppression on a scale comparable to an entire army.
"How outrageous. As expected of an S-class Specialist!"
Chongming praised her as the Chain Blade in her hand spun through the air and swept toward Fluoxetine once more.
Fluoxetine drew the Hand Axe in her right hand and smashed the Chain Blade away. The Chicago Typewriter in her left hand took aim and opened fire, bullets spewing forth in a sweeping barrage.
Yet when those bullets reached Chongming, they all stopped three inches from her skin, as if blocked by something.
"Clink, clink, clatter!"
The bullets rolled to the ground. Fluoxetine looked at her opponent and blinked as well.
"Oh my, you're not bad yourself, Miss Chongming—what kind of trick is that?"
Chongming stepped on the bullets and exhaled a breath of stale air. "Telekinesis. Never seen it before?"
Fluoxetine shook her head. "Body Protection Qi is Body Protection Qi. Why lie to me and call it telekinesis?"
"You already knew, so why ask?"
Chongming said unhappily.
"I was testing whether you were honest or not—honesty is an important standard for being a good child!"
As they spoke, the Hand Axe and Chain Blade continued to clash just as rapidly as before. In fact, their pace grew faster and faster.
However, the fact that they were still talking meant that...
Both sides were indeed holding something back.
Chongming was holding something back because, although she was sharp-tongued, she clearly understood Fluoxetine's strength.
From the beginning, her battle strategy had been