But he seemed to completely forgo defending against the other sickle.
SHINK—
The sickle's sharp edge struck Lin Ye squarely in the back.
However, the expected spray of blood never came.
A harsh, metallic scraping sound rang out, sending sparks flying.
The sharp sickle had merely left a faint white mark on the layer of golden Gang Sha that was so condensed it looked solid!
It hadn't even managed to break through the Gang Sha!
Qin Wushuang's pupils constricted.
'Not even a scratch? I can't break through his defense at all!'
"Did you guys see that?! Qin Wushuang's attacks can't break through his defense at all!"
In the meeting room, the smile on Zhang Zewei's face froze.
Everyone was stunned by Lin Ye's absurdly terrifying Defense Power!
A smile touched the corners of Dong Dongchen's lips.
"No one is perfect. While Qin Wushuang possesses ultimate speed, his attack power is, relatively speaking, his greatest weakness."
