Yang Hao mercilessly exposed the relationship between the two, and Diarmuid could not help glancing at Irisviel's gloved hand.
Was she wearing gloves to conceal it?
"You even know about that?"
Irisviel was astonished once again. Was the Matou Family's intelligence network really this terrifying?
"No. I won't let Iris leave with you."
Artoria shielded Irisviel behind her, only to be punched flying the very next moment—right in the face.
"As expected, fists are still the best way to talk."
Yang Hao sighed, then lunged forward and unleashed a barrage of punches.
Artoria steadied herself at once and swung Excalibur to meet him.
Yet every one of Yang Hao's punches precisely avoided Excalibur's edge. They either slammed into the flat of the blade or struck Artoria herself, forcing her entirely onto the defensive.
Artoria fought with growing frustration. Her opponent was too fast; even with her powerful Instinct, she still struggled to react in time.
Moreover, she felt that he was extremely familiar with her fighting style. The longer they fought, the more passive she became.
Yang Hao continued his barrage without using a Noble Phantasm, crushing her with physical ability and combat technique alone—just basic attacks.
As a Berserker-class Servant, his physical prowess was his greatest advantage.
Although he had spent all the magical energy he had absorbed recently on improving the Noble Phantasm Knight of Owner, his base attributes were already incredibly strong—the strongest in this Holy Grail War.
Combined with his combat experience and methods of exerting force, he was capable of suppressing any opponent in close combat.
Artoria had only lasted this long because she possessed A-rank Mana Burst, allowing her to reinforce both her weapon and body with magical energy, along with the protection of her armor.
But even that reinforcement had its limits. Before