"You are indeed very strong."
Jiawen ignored the sword edge resting on her shoulder. The aura that had been closely resembling 'Black Vatican Priest' vanished instantly, and her lips curved into an elegant smile: "But I'd like to struggle a bit more~"
Bang! Bang bang!
A shot of a strong control effect [Floating Bomb] and two high armor-piercing [LV3 Penetrating Bullets] screamed towards Motan's chest. At the same time, Jiawen's form, which was initially pressed by the longsword, suddenly flickered and appeared several meters away with a stack of decorative playing cards in her hand.
"Struggle, hmm?"
Motan casually flicked his [Dawn·Ruthless Sword] and said with a grin, "I don't mind it at all."
Instantly, a burst of chaotic sword light flashed through the air without warning. He deftly sliced the three excellent rounds into six pieces, then walked leisurely towards Jiawen with a faint smile on his face.
"It's been three days... quite impressive indeed..."
