Curse of Shattering (20)

Clang!

Almost at the same time, Chang Mo, who had been watching closely, drew her sword and struck.

Her earlier experience with the Crystal Worm had made her even more wary of this thing. Even though it showed no hostility, she remained on guard.

Knowing just how tough it was, she put everything she had into this sword strike, holding nothing back.

Yet this swift, accurate, and ruthless strike once again came to nothing.

The crystal arm, formed from crystals packed together even more tightly, showed astonishing strength. The sword had left not the slightest mark.

"I'm fine."

As the one who'd been grabbed, A Kai realized at once that the hand gripping his wrist was astonishingly strong. After seeing Chang Mo's fierce but fruitless strike, he made up his mind without hesitation.

With a strange sound, he slowly pulled his twisted hand out of the shattered glove.

Clearly, he hadn't put on the glove just to escape, but now it had come in handy, despite the gruesome state it was in.

Even so, the hand wasn't about to let him go.

A Kai had barely freed himself when the arm shot forward, trying to grab him again and drag him into the pool.

Clang!

A second sword rang out. This time, it wasn't Chang Mo, but the slightly slower Jian Jingzheng.

As the crystal hand pursued A Kai, he raised his sword to meet it. He wasn't trying to hurt it, only to hold it off for a moment.

But even that modest goal proved impossible.

The tremendous rebound left Jian Jingzheng's palm numb. The strike hadn't left a mark, and it hadn't even slowed the hand down.

The crystal hand was only a hair's breadth from A Kai's neck when, the next instant, his body suddenly sped up,