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The arrogance on the man's face froze, replaced by utter horror. He stared in disbelief at the half of a sword hilt left in his hand, then at the expressionless figure before him.
But a battlefield could change in an instant. Though Moyana was stunned, the combat instincts etched into her bones remained intact. Seizing the instant her enemy lost focus, she endured the searing pain and drove her blade backward into his chest.
Blood sprayed.
The man's eyes widened with terror and resentment. His body crashed to the ground, lifeless.
Meanwhile, the six remaining members of the Dragon King's Personal Guard divided their tasks at once. Three lunged toward Xun Uchiha and Moyana, while the other three charged straight at Bird behind them.
The three charging Xun Uchiha took different positions: one swung a spiked chain that whistled through the air, one held twin daggers gleaming coldly, and the last carried two blades, radiating murderous intent.
Clutching her still-bleeding arm, Moyana shouted anxiously, "Your fighting skills are no match for theirs! Fall back!"
Xun Uchiha merely flexed his wrists. The Super-Kong Alloy Gauntlets crackled under the pressure, and a cold smile curled his lips. "I've got these."
The next second, all three A-Rank fighters attacked together. Sharp edges, the weight of twin blades, and the chain's treacherous angles wove an inescapable net of death, sweeping toward Xun Uchiha.
Faced with that overwhelming assault, Xun Uchiha advanced instead of retreating, letting their weapons strike his body.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
White scratches instantly appeared across the surface of his Dragon Ball Combat Uniform, sending sparks flying. Yet the seemingly ordinary outfit was outrageously tough. Weapons sharp enough to cut steel failed to leave even a trace of blood on his skin.
The three members of the Dragon King's Personal Guard