Yi Jue was not boasting. Marshal-class Insects were equivalent to Nascent Soul cultivators, while she was at Peak Nascent Soul. Cultivators of the same level were stronger than Insects.
So she was confident she could withstand a higher-grade main cannon without activating a defensive talisman.
Unfortunately, no one cared about what she said, although someone had surely realized by now that she was extraordinary.
Left with no other choice, she chose to take a cannon blast head-on alongside Feng Jun, but the outcome was different again.
According to Feng Jun's plan, taking one blast head-on was no big deal. As long as he was not seriously hurt after blocking it, that was enough—even being blasted back eighty or a hundred miles would not matter.
But Yi Jue got serious. She told Feng Jun that coming through the blast completely unscathed was merely the lowest standard. What they needed to do was... not take a single step back!
Feng Jun felt his scalp tingle. A strike from a space battleship's main cannon, and she planned to stand her ground without taking even one step back?
Yes, that was exactly what she planned. Yi Jue usually did not fuss over such things, but once she became serious, there was no expecting her to change her mind. She quietly told Feng Jun, "It's time to show our strength. We need to let them know we're not to be trifled with!"
Didn't they already know that? Feng Jun was rather speechless. Wouldn't it be enough if they could block a frontal attack? Couldn't they give a little ground in moderation?
But Yi Jue truly refused. She insisted on standing there without yielding an inch. Come and hit me. If I take even half a step back, I lose!
Even Rock Marshal found her attitude