"Has she gone mad?"
"Does she still think I'm the same Xu Sanshi from the cafeteria yesterday?"
Inside the armor, a flicker of astonishment crossed Xu Sanshi's face before a cold smile replaced it. "Since you've chosen to throw away your advantage, don't blame me for showing no mercy. Heaven itself wouldn't forgive me if I failed to seize this chance."
He abruptly rose to his feet and smashed his two metal fists at Meng Hongchen.
Meng Hongchen's expression grew grave, but remembering Qin Xiao's words, she still swung the battle saber in her hands.
Whoosh!
The battle saber sliced through the air with a piercing whistle and a dazzling gleam.
However.
As the saber's owner, Meng Hongchen also spotted a thread of black light, as fine as a strand of hair, along its cutting edge.
What is that?
Meng Hongchen couldn't help wondering.
But in the next instant, the battle saber collided with Xu Sanshi's metal fists.
Clang! Clang!
With two dull crashes, both iron fists were severed at the wrists.
"This..."
Xu Sanshi's eyes filled with horror, and sweat instantly soaked the back of his shirt.
Had a warning not stirred in his heart at the crucial moment, prompting him to pull his hands back inside the armor, he would have lost them both.
That was close. Just a little closer, and my hands really would have been cut off.
Now he trembled with lingering fear.
His eyes remained fixed on the battle saber in Meng Hongchen's hands as he asked in a shaking voice, "What class is that saber of yours?"
"What business is that of yours?"
Meng Hongchen snorted coldly and charged at him again, saber in hand.
This battle saber wasn't particularly high-grade, only Class 5, but with Qin Xiao's mysterious enhancement, surely only a