Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Chen Heng wanted to engage in close combat, as the spear’s advantage would increase significantly with distance. Furthermore, he could not use the sword regularly at such a range.
He pressed hard, but Jeanne d’Arc Alter maintained the gap, preventing him from approaching, and occasionally used her mana to push him back. The two ended up in a stalemate.
However…however, Jeanne d’Arc Alter did not attack normally. She targeted Chen Heng’s lower body. That was right—that specific spot.
This was called attacking the enemy’s weak point. There was nothing wrong in principle, but…
Chen Heng was a man. Although dying here would not affect his true body, a man’s dignity was on the line.
A soldier could be killed but not humiliated. Chen Heng took advantage of a gap in Jeanne d’Arc Alter’s attacks to draw a sword radiating a sharp aura.
The sword in Chen Heng’s hand was quite incredible. It was called the Sharp Metal Sword, possessing great offensive might and extreme sharpness. His father had used it as a Mind Dividing Realm cultivator.
In the following clashes with Jeanne d’Arc Alter’s weapon, Chen Heng aimed at the same spot on the flagpole. With a few strikes, he had already chipped it. Perhaps the flagpole would break after a few more strikes.
Jeanne d’Arc Alter quickly noticed this problem and retreated after one more clash.
Jeanne d’Arc Alter was no fool. If her weapon could not match Chen Heng’s and she persisted in clashing head-on, she would be the one to suffer in the end.
“What’s wrong? Are you not fighting anymore?” Chen Heng did not pursue Jeanne d’Arc Alter when he saw her put her weapon away. Instead, he gave her a strange look.
“Humph!” Jeanne d’Arc Alter did not reply, only snapping her fingers.
Chen Heng suddenly sensed danger and jinked. When he turned his head to look, a flame appeared where he initially stood. If he had not dodged…
Chen Heng looked at the wisp of cursed flames’ position before glancing at the area between his legs.
“Are you done yet? Why do you keep aiming for that spot? What happened t
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