Red spurs protruded from the shield as Yang Yu brought it up to meet Aslit's sword blade, and the sound of metal clashing rang out once again.
A red electric current flashed suddenly from Yang Yu's shield, traveling along the sword blade that emitted a cyan glow, into Aslit's heart.
The sensation was like a woodpecker furiously pecking at Aslit's heart, but Aslit didn't even frown at the slight piercing pain.
Over the years, she had already endured much more severe pain than this.
In comparison to those, this slight sting was nothing more than a minor irritant.
With even greater strength in her hands, Aslit swung her cyan blade and actually shaved off all the spurs on Yang Yu's shield, leaving behind a deep gouge.
Her gaze returned to the equipment interface, where the notification of significant damage to the shield and the greatly reduced defense attribute caught Yang Yu's eye.
This was, after all, a rare quality shield, and yet it was so easily damaged...
