Chapter 569
"Gotcha." Finral muttered with a dark glint in his eyes as he appeared right in front of the direct descendant, his sword already mere inches away from her throat.
CLANG!
That was the only sound that followed as Finral's sword slammed into Noelle's neck but didn't even draw a trickle of blood. The blade simply slid off her skin as if it had hit solid steel.
"What the?!"
BAM!
Noelle's foot shot out instantly, smashing straight into his abdomen with crushing force. His eyes widened as saliva burst from his mouth before he skidded several inches backward and dropped to one knee, clutching his stomach in pain.
"The difference between us is that my Ki is much more advanced than you peasants!" Noelle's voice rang out with pride, her eyes flashing coldly. "I can coat my entire body with Ki, therefore blocking any lethal attempts from you all."
