Lieba went straight for the personal guard who, like him, had reached the transcendent level of the Body Forging Technique. He swung the great crescent axe in his right hand with all his might!
The guard showed no sign of backing down. He raised his kite-shaped shield in his left hand in a textbook blocking stance, while his right hand was already poised to counterattack with a wedge-shaped saber.
They were both transcendent-level practitioners of the Body Forging Technique. Who was afraid of whom?
Besides, although the exoskeleton armor was built to favor defense over offense, greatly improving its defensive capabilities, it also reduced the ferocity of close-quarters combat to some extent.
But what he never expected was this.
When Lieba's great crescent axe slammed into his kite-shaped shield,
a force far beyond anything he could have imagined suddenly surged through the shield and into his left hand.
Before he could react, the overwhelming force had already triggered an instinctive response in his body.
The muscles in his left arm rippled and trembled, using the excellent force-dispersing framework of his textbook blocking stance to rapidly spread the impact throughout his body.
Then his legs channeled it down into the ground.
But the result was a brief stalemate—a momentary freeze caused by every muscle in his body exerting itself to "disperse the force"!
And that brief pause decided the outcome of this short clash.
Lieba grinned viciously. Seemingly unaffected by the recoil, he immediately brought down the other great crescent axe in his left hand!
The guard, locked in that momentary stalemate, couldn't react in time. Or rather, his mind reacted, but his body couldn't keep up!
At last, the stalemate ended. He hurriedly tried to raise his saber in his right hand to meet the blow, while pushing off with