Angelina's analysis made sense.
Jiang Chen smiled. "Good. Now I can worry less."
Angelina puffed out her chest proudly and raised a small fist. "Don't think of me as a burden; I'm actually very powerful."
Jiang Chen once again used the Wan Jian Gui Clan's Skill.
Just as Angelina had described, he twisted thirty thousand sword qi into a single rope. Sword Qi, after all, was energy. It was consumed in the process of killing enemies; once that energy was depleted, the Sword Qi would also disappear.
The Giant Tribe, with their tough skin and thick flesh, couldn't be pierced by a single strand of Sword Qi, which would only leave a small, insignificant wound on a Giant's body.
After twisting thirty thousand sword qi into a rope and constantly thrusting at one spot, the Sword Qi would inevitably penetrate the Giant's body, severely injuring or even killing it.
With a thought from Jiang Chen, the Sword Qi struck swiftly, like a long whip continuously lashing at the Giant's eyes.
