That was Ye Chen's nature. The stronger the opponent he faced, the more excited he became.
Oto was a hair's breadth from Behemoth when the man's reaction brought Lucci to Ye Chen's mind in a flash.
Behemoth wore a mask, yet he gave off the air of a dead man. He stood before Ye Chen without dodging or moving a muscle. A dead man posed no threat, but a killer who seemed like one was terrifying.
If Behemoth would not dodge, he must be certain he could stop the sword. Ye Chen hated to lose, and the sight of him standing there made anger surge through him. His strike grew fiercer. "Don't underestimate me."
"Iron Body!"
Behemoth's voice drifted through the air like a ghost in the night, chilling Ye Chen to the bone. Ye Chen knew Iron Body, but this time he heard a crisp crack, as though something had suddenly frozen over.
He had seen Iron Body countless times, especially from Lucci, but he had never heard it make the sound of ice forming.
Bang! Oto struck Behemoth's chest with a shrill whistle, only to stop as though it had hit a Steel plate. No, something harder. Ye Chen could have cut through a Steel plate, or at least left a mark. Against Behemoth's Iron Body, Oto could not advance another inch.
Ye Chen knew the blade would reach Behemoth's heart if it pierced his chest, but he could not break through the skin.
The same technique could have vastly different effects in different hands. A supreme martial artist could make even a casual punch or kick devastating.
"Who are you?" Ye Chen tried a few more times before withdrawing his sword and stepping aside. This man was far stronger than he was.
"I'm Behemoth of CP0. Everyone